Im desperate to be remembered
Its because I'm selfish
The deep urge causing my pain
I just want to be selfless
Remembered for the joy brought into others lives
I want to be remembered
Not only for tonight
I needed you
To need me
I needed you to not want everything
I couldn't give you
I need you to need me
Not only for tonight

I am a pirate.

An ego without
adequate moral precepts
representing no culture
since being deemed socially unacceptable.

Pledging no Country:
sovereign remains of a Country that was.

I am a goy,
living without legal ordinance.

With nowhere to go-
-hoping there is a place...

Coming for you, in hopes to follow your shadow.

To pillage, ransack and ****** your daughters,
as she knows no other way --
or sisters --
slightly more independent.

I have no allegiance;
just my creed of plunder.

Tis my birthright.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

Come,
have a seat here
Join my picnic
by the hills of despair
Watch the gentle waves of tragedy
slowly
silently
roll onto the sea of tranquility

Would you like a cup of sadness?
you can add a spoonful of hope
that might carry all that bitterness
down the slippery *****

Or would you rather a sip of ignorance
this time hope
you should cheat
Pass along the seasoning of confidence
which is just as saccharine sweet

May I offer you a plate of loneliness?
But make sure to drown that in time
’cause we all know that time can heal
everything, oh yes how divine!

If you find loneliness becoming tasteless
Here, try some soft-baked sarcasm
infused with aged enthusiasm
with a heavy dose of doubt
If the flavour isn’t enough
than try a new diversion
maybe a pinch of hostility
or a light dressing of suspicion?
Whichever you prefer
you better make your decision

When you really need a change
try some passive aggressive conceit
then add fate into the mix
Of course!
We know how it tends to dismiss
the pungent smell of amusement  
the fragrant taste of love
Oh how
it reminds you of innocence
or even the lack thereof

Do you really have to go?
Please do join me again
this solitary life gets tedious So
promise me you’ll come visit when
you need someone to wake you
from the beautiful lies they spin
when they almost seem to convince you
that's when you’ll come again
I insist.

You killed me softly in my sleep
Placed empty kisses on my eyes
You ate my heart
You gnawed my bones
Butchered me with silent lies
You planted roses in my chest
To bloom in honour of my death
I still feel the thorns dig in
Though I no longer draw a breath
I am a monument to pain
I am a temple to despair
Wholly still and ruinous
Forgotten love beyond repair

The world without you
                    would seem so bare.
Your quiet musings,
Tiny congregations.
Unnoticed,
Always present.
Like a gentle heartbeat
A fragile throb of life.
To and fro —
Beyond our mortal realm.
Secrets and wonder
In plain sight.