****** man
Lurking in the corners
Evil smile
Meanwhile
A child
Alive
But barely
Can't pick of the phone
Who'll answer

A cop,
Rookie
Would be
A vet in time
But the shots
That hit his spine
Hit his soul a lot harder

Almost as hard as
The hits
From a ****,
That used his fist
And never open hand,
Demands not met,
No speech
From the *****'s throat

Silent night
Was supoosed to be
Holy
But the holey stockings
Was a worn out reminder,
The timer hit 12:00
on the 25th
But
A bowl of cheerios
No honey
No milk
Was bold
As the truth
It told
Like
The gifts
Never bought
Or the mall
Never shopped
In the cold

Black ice on the road at night
My car never fought so hard
To follow lights
Flurries proved
To be as blury
As the vision
From sippin
Too much wine
Red stains,
And lipstick
Secrets untold,
Focus on the road
Home is but a couple miles
But another cup
Would suffice
I'm willin to suffer the consequences
What will I sacrafice?
What's the price
For a few drinks
After supper?

Besides,
The bartender wouldnt of offered
Enough scotch
To make my mind alter
He's a friend to me,
What?
You mean to tell me,
That the end of me,
Is in a
Glass of hennessy
Ha!


Hail mary full of grace,
Full of faults
But full of faith
And as she prayed
The lord did praise
Amazed
Life proved to be a maze
But in the haze
A few rays
Would should shine her way
There were 2 sets
Of footprints
But a woman fell
There's been
1 set ever since
Carried
New Born
Born Again
And twice married
Widows tears
On a pillow
Bible never far
Closed eyes
Could still reach
Even in sleep
Wrinkles deep
A hot flash
of her age blinks
on the alarm
1:40
And one 40 year old woman
Who thinks
That if she keeps
His name in glory
Her story
Would end in peace.

When the truth and my wisdom isnt what you wanna hear,
you wish for me to sit back while it crumbles my dear?
Ive cared and been around for all that youve been through,
but this is now a choice, that your choosing to do,
how am I supoosed to have sympathy for you,
when you go back to him even after all you knew.
After he breaks your heart you act like you regret it,
but then I see him in our house, did you already forget it?
You say I cant deny the way you guys connect,
but you cant believe that passion is worth all the neglect.
Hes controlling, neurotic, you say he likes to overprotect,
protecting isnt your phone and your facebook he just checked.
He leaves you for another, over text no doubt,
flaunts his new piece at your job, with you about.
you run off and cry, so surpised and hurt,
then the next day hes sorry, with you he flirts.
Awe how sweet, I swear hes changed this time!
Hmm, why do I feel like ive heard this line.
Ive been there for every fall,
and it always ends the same,
us fighting cuz I dont want her to play his stupid game.
But theres not much else at this point anyone can do. Shes made her mind up.
Shes thought it through.
Shes going to keep him around,
but when it all goes to heck,
this time all I can say is,
what did you expect?

How am I supposed
to have wings,
how am I supoosed
to learn how to fly,
when I always need
at least one feet
to be in touch with
the ground, when
I always need
sturdy branches
to hold on to?

Tell me how am I
supposed to be free
when I can't let
the wind carry me?

Have I been forgotten?
Erased from your mind,
Because of this single obstacle?
I know you see my writings.
I know you know what they mean.
Do your eyes glide past them,
To avoid the words written there?
Do you not want to finish our story?
Is it coming to an end,
Here? After we've tried so hard...
An end without an ending?
Are you walking away,
The leading role,
During intermission?
Am I supoosed to dazzle the audiences myself?
Singlehandedly?
A story with a single insane character is bound to be a disaster.
So instead I'll sit,
In the middle of the stage,
Back to the audience,
A notebook in one hand,
Knife in the other.