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Patrick McCombs Dec 2011
The crowd follows the loud
The quiet silently riot
Deep in the chamber of dreams
The subconscious screams
Our freedoms oppressed
Our thoughts compressed
Staring down the barrel of a gun
There is no where to run
When your mind's a prison
They target you with deadly precision
Patrick McCombs Dec 2011
My fingers laced in the notches in your spine
Our fates intertwine
Our eyes align
Words flowing sweeter wine
And jesus you're all mine
We balance on a thin line
In the cold your eyes are bluer
our words a little truer
Misunderstandings a little fewer
We look odd to the average viewer
To think that you are an actuality
not a figment of my augmented reality
Patrick McCombs Dec 2011
I grab hold of the morning
And my head is still churning
Internalizing all last nights decisions
Dividing facts from visions
The lights flicker
I remember all the liquor
My stomach begins to turn
I feel my eyes burn
I see last nights dinner
And I'm feeling a bit thinner
I stumble into the kitchen
I hear my consciousness *******
Everything seems so hazy
Hoping i didn't do anything crazy
Found my phone in the sink
It rang 32 times and i didn't even miss a wink
I check my voice mail
Its from Jared, something about the holy grail
I ignore it and chug some orange juice
I start feeling less loose
Living life at the bottom of the bottle
Telling myself I'm living "full throttle"
Trying not to see the dead drop ahead
I go back to bed
Sleep away last night
And await the next delight.
Patrick McCombs Dec 2011
The labyrinth of memories  calls from the earth
There has been no death and no birth
Lives just flowing on in a loop
Doing laps in the primordial soup
Reach for self-exploration
Look beyond your self and find the foundation
Discover the workings of the universe
So marvelous and diverse
Everything is connected
All things effected
Love holds everything together
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
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