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MT Browder Apr 2020
Your hurtful words root deep in my mind
The hate and resent strangle and wind
Love's seed struggles to sprout
Searching to breathe, for a way out
Fighting against the belittling assaults
That blames and forever sees faults
My blooms find the warm light
Grows and chokes your evil blight
MT Browder Apr 2020
I saw a quick smile today
I hit the deck by the way
A surprise attack you see
It was pointed right at me
I'll return fire but slow
Cause I'm way low on ammo
MT Browder Apr 2020
Sometimes I wonder
If thieves plunder
Just to be wanted
To be chased and haunted
For the alternative is worse
Unwanted is the true curse
MT Browder Dec 2019
You happy my sad
You calm my mad
You soothe my pain
You profit no gain
You strengthen my weak
You listen when I speak
You warm my cold
You comfort my soul
You light my dark spaces
You fill my empty places
MT Browder Dec 2019
Skipping stones with my girl years ago
Found the perfect pebble for her to throw
She told me
This rock aint big enough
Your love aint strong enough
Keep trying never give it up

Worked for weeks down in the dirt
Got us tickets to a jamming concert
She told me
This rock aint big enough
You just aint good enough
Keep trying never give it up

Made a million dollars green green
Got her the best diamond ever seen
She told me
This rock aint big enough
You just aint rich enough
Keep trying never give it up

Tried to forget her, she was the only one
her memory was all over this third stone from the sun
And you know
This rock aint big enough
I just can't get enough
Keep trying never give it up
MT Browder Nov 2019
I lost my happy...my soul is spent
Don't know were I put it
or where it went
I looked behind my dollar bill
and in a death defying thrill
I looked behind your fake smiles
and at the end of 26.2 miles
I looked in the whiskey bottle
and in my car at full throttle
I looked on the waves at high tide
and on an epic motorcycle ride
I looked in my new car
and traveled near and far
I looked in a nettle hot
and found it......not
I looked in doctors chairs
and overdid the pill repairs
I looked in old empty friends
who did not make amends
I lost my happy...my soul is spent
Don't know were I put it
or where it went
MT Browder Nov 2019
I've built this machine with bleeding hands
I've shaped it to cheat the wind
I've shined it with polish and sweat
I've balanced it with feel
and powered it with iron and steel
I've become one with it and gave it life
I know air like the falcon
I know speed like the cheetah
and I do not have fear
for this is where my spirit is forever free
tribute to all those who took their final lap on the track
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