I’ve heard it takes a lifetime to live a minute
and it takes a minute to live a lifetime.
You don’t know what you’re in until you’re in it,
and you don’t see the sun until the sunshine.
So I’ll resign to waiting in line,
wasting my time, and losing my mind.

I know when I’ve been beat,
so don’t be surprised if I retreat.
I’d rather face the music then face the heat,
rather ******* tears as they’re sweet;
as sweet as sweet defeat.

It takes only a second to start a war,
and then naturally all hell breaks loose.
Do you know which side you’re fighting for?
Did you even get to choose?
So I’ll resign to the front line,
biding my time searching for a land mine.

I know when I’ve been beat
so don’t be shocked if I move my feet
to find cover from the fire on the street.
At long last the circle is complete
and it’s as sweet as sweet defeat.

“I’ll get you and your little dog too”
it’s all I’m hearing, and it’s ringing true,
along with “what’s a poor boy to do?”
“You have a choice: red or blue”
do you dare turn reality askew?
Or take your chances and wait for lieu?

I know when I’ve been beat,
so don’t be worried if I take a seat.
I can’t win the battle and I won’t cheat,
I’ll be lamb to slaughter; made to meat
and I’ll taste as sweet as sweet defeat.

It is rooted to my teeth
                         my stomach
                         my nostrils
                         my nasal cavities

It rustles when I breathe in
It begs for more when I bite
It screams when I swallow

I cannot be your choir boy
And I will not kiss you
                   not today
                   not tomorrow
                   not tonight

Broken spirit
Its venom leaks out
Every word is a storm
Every silence is cold
In the end
Not every day is scheduled to be the same
Our hearts are just puppets in a cruel game of emotions
Maybe it's just a lost love
Gentle dirt sent from above
But the wound was as deep as a flying bullet
To see blood—some people enjoy it
But patience remains my quiet guide
Let the world tempt you, let suffering remain
I will wear defeat
My wounds are like a crown
Loss of the power that won't give up

Behind the closed doors and curtains we shared joyful laughs and bitter cries.
We did unspeakable things to each other.
Our home became hell and heaven.
We hurt each other, got back together and kept living the same nightmares.
I loved the ups and downs, loved the thrill..
One day you loved me so hard, one day you were so cold.
There were painful times when I felt invisible in the presence of you.
I was overwhelmed by your ego.
You made me forget about all of my dreams and aspirations in my life.
My life became wholly yours. I did not have a life anymore.
I used to have starts in my eyes, you took the light and life of them.
Now I was in the darkness.. Holding your hand and letting you lead me inside the depths of it..
I embraced the uncertainty of your darkness.
Closed my eyes and my mouth to be completely blind and mute.
I did not have to see and talk no more.. For you saw for me, you talked for me.
I became a puppet in your hands. You pulled my strings and tried to create the woman of your dreams.
Have I become her my love? Do you love me know?
If that's what you want I can wear her good long hair over mine. I can wear her makeup to look more like her. I can wear fancy clothes and act like her in them..
Will you love me now that I have changed for you?

After the defeat,

his doubts buzz around him like --


a mosquito cloud.