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Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
The petals all ripple and cascade
Shining and glowing as they fade
They descend slowly into the atmosphere
Landing on alien ground without fear
The moonbeams dance on the night air
The stars float on without a care
The whole cosmos swirls on without end
Working in patterns we can't comprehend
We treat it like some sort of machine
Trying to figure out what it all means
Gazing at the blackness of space
Instead of the flowers in front of your face
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
The ghosts in my head are threatening to take shape
Thoughts covered in so much caution tape
I mutter softly out loud
Muttering things that set me apart from the crowd
Wondering whywhywhy
As I stare into the deep blue sky
All the clouds somehow all look like her
The lines between thought and reality start to blur
It all swirls round in my head
A raging storm of confusion and dread
Jolts of emotion course through my heart
And its tearing me apart
Being pulled in all directions
All memories bring me to the same blocked intersection
Wondering how the hell we got here
Driven by love passion and fear
Then she left and walked away
She always used to stay
But I'm getting the hint that She's not coming back
And I'm in this state of permanent heart attack
Its been like Three weeks and seven days
And i still can't forget her gaze
Sweet poison tinged ecstasy
As i try to live this relive this deranged fantasy
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
Synthesized voices galore
Every woman dressed like a *****  
Automated drum machines
Played for the masses of teens
Lyrics that have no weight
Stereotypes played straight
All claim to have originality
But there is a sort of brutality
Because its all for the cash
Its no substance all flash
Corporate manufactured ****
And were eating it up bit by bit
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
Dissecting your words
Analyzing your every glance
You strike so many chords
I don't want to take that chance
To take that leap of fate
But you're already falling
And I'm afraid of heights
But I can hear you calling
It stirs a mixture of fear and delight
My head says no but my heart says yes
You're falling rather fast
I don't have time to second guess
No thoughts about the future or the past
I just simply jump
And meet you in the atmosphere
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
Basement dwellers
Midnight cellars
Clinging to our ideals
Replaying the old film reels
Memorizing quotes
Writing down notes
Absorbing every action
Every layer of attraction
So that we can emulate
What we can't stimulate
Our actions are rehearsed
Our speech is well versed
We've made this a science  
And we have developed a reliance
On all these false identities
These self fueled entities
Projections of perfection
A layer of protection
We forget ourselves
Put them up on the shelves
We put on new skins
So we all look like twins
Internally different but all the same
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
Daddy left home when i was five
Didn't know how i was going to survive
All he left was a post-it note
Telling us how he jumped the boat
Right of the deep end
We had nothing to defend
So we left. We headed west
Mom and i tried to make the best
Scrimping and saving every cent
Working where ever we went
And we made it.
We survived every blow and every hit
We rode out the storm
And now we are safe and warm
In a house of our own
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
The Red King sits upon a throne of skulls
Above the crashing waves and crying seagulls
With his flowing green beard of seaweed
And booming voice that all things heed
He carries a mighty trident
The sea is both calm and violent
His salty eyes gaze upon all
Ruler of the drowned hall
The Red King sits eternal
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