Why
Where has it gone?
The leaves blow across my lawn and I’m left to ponder for few seconds between the chaos that has become the whirlwind…
where did my free thoughts go…when did my big dreams die and when did I realize that nothing exists except the thoughts of the day, the power of the shower and the questions about breakfast and when I can buy new shoes again…
all I have become is diapers and tears and fits of anger and the world has gone gray as I try to make the best of the bed I’ve made and the sheets I’ve drawn.
I pull the curtains back from the sunset that I don’t even notice anymore and my heavy head slams against the pillow for a few seconds before I’m woken by the crazy deranged buzz at my ear and another day crashes into my marshmallow mind. Continue reading →
Jack…the water is overflowing…there must be a stick – a gutter pit
Is it a ball…is it mud…when does it break
Love is shee-it, love is the muck that’s stuck…that’s bleeding from the gutter,
Rain dissolves in it man and it disappears
Does it ever stop hurting…that loss…that pain and regret? Continue reading →
This whirlwind chase of directions
to a certain place or feeling
I’ve seen many lives
just dangle in time
never reach towards
a seamless dream
the cracks appear
to deepen slightly
a quick descent
but where did you go? Continue reading →
There’s a part right now inside of me
That’s broken halfway through
And I hate to have to say it
But it’s like that because of you
Broken promises and broken dreams
That’s the way it always is it seems
The promises you make but never seem to keep
They stab me in the heart hard and deep
I thought you weren’t like all the rest
But like those before you’ve failed the test
It’s when things go wrong that you mustn’t quit
That’s what you always said isn’t it Continue reading →
The great betrayal of a horrid tyranny,
cold and double faced. The ponderous crush
of the unwieldy jackboot, the vacancy of heart.
Blinded to affliction and cruel throughout
jealous ignorance, swines with ulterior ambition
constantly plotting, to the utmost; The Back Dagger Treason. Continue reading →