Who me?
Well, today not so good
you see
there’s sad melodies
playing…on a rotation
just enough of each
little pin pricks
to remind me
of how much
i don’t measure up
i’ll admit it
though hard to say
i was never that much anyway
but, for a moment
i had hoped
that just maybe
there was a treasure
under all this skin of a faker
just a simple thought really
just….a…may….be
there was someone
somewhere…you see
someone who could, who would
just be happy with only me
oh that sweet ecstasy
of at least a moment in time
to be good enough
to fill such large shoes
and to have
someone who would choose
to catch you when you fall
way down there
on your knees
yeah i was raised in America
where they beat you with
the idea of the magic
sweet kisses, loving hugs
tender hearts that continue to shower
love on each other….forever
we’ve all heard it
the songs, the stories, the words
everyone speaks as though it is real life
some speak on star dust
or the light vs. the dark
the ultimate battle for Love
back and forth, tossing and turning
but oh the movies, the tv
it screams at us….Dare to Dream
dream of that love with magical ILLUSIONS
faeries and unicorns, books with tall tales
hugs that last for days,
the way…he…smells
memories of something never there
for it was a dream
just a mere fantasy, nay nightmare
reality shows the truth, honest and bright
mirrors, they shine truth’s light
on the scars that hide in the shadows
the things no one knows
not even your mind
can admit to that knowledge
just an empty shell stands before you
shaken, taken, lost….destined to lose
no help for it, it’s just how Its fused
just more flaws in the construction
the walls don’t stand tall
but rather sway with prevailing winds
that storm around
walls, they do crumble down
they fall with the loudest crashing sound
but never fear
when the bricks falls and clamor here
the tears too fall aplenty
in this desert full of fear
i Am, i Know This
BROKEN beyond repair
my advice to you, kind person
one who wishes to help
and listen
toss aside those you can not fix
for the Lord makes anew
what HE…Deems…Fit
we are all but lost sheep
in the minefield of hell
awaiting, watching for the signal
to go on home, to leave this place
your name will Not remembered
but only REPLACED
by the next one in line
for you were naught but a toy
You…Silly…Stupid…Pawn
while you bother Masquerading as a Queen
another sick illusion
your mind dared to dream
but…your time is over
there is no more music to sing
no more words to share
nothing that would
Mean Anything to Anyone
feast on the pain they say
sit down, open a vein
cry and struggle, bang away
until you get it under control
HA! I say!
i see the fires, they melt the edges
they swim and flow to me
burning my feet
but while lost i am frozen
in time
i take a look inside
i see all my errors, mistakes, the fakes
the smiles never earned
a light inside that never shone
words never ever spoken
turns never taken
i’ve wasted it all like some small token
slipped into the machine of life
sorry player, you lost
no more lives, no turns for me
it’s so over
there’s nothing left
but this Odor
the stale stench of something
always rotten
hidden behind the words
of the dark and fallen
no more….just…mights
nor more…of your fights
cave in, go away, forget you knew me
i’ll never say
what i did or where i went
just know surely
there will always be a rain
on my horizon
i can fly…up there…somewhere
i can see it, when i dream of dying
the one last fantasy that truly beats
my reality
one last pain to bear, last tear to shed
never remember my words of plight
but yet know the feeling
Is Realized
words that have been spoken
fade like flowers do
we dry, we decay
become a part of the clay
for the next generation
to mold and make
all things must become Anew
inspired by: Adele’s remake of Bonnie Raitt’s I Can’t Make You Love Me
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