Wait

There’s a place in my mind
where I take me to hide
safe from the demons
that haunt me all the time

It’s cold and it’s dark
and I can not be reached
not the place to enjoy
no day in the park

I hear them through the walls
they know where I am
they sing the sirens song
can I resist their call?

I smell my own fear, mixed with their stench
I tell myself no, I try to resist
They promise salvation
my hand starts to reach

Mind numbing peace can be mine for the taking
removes all the stresses of living
no minutiae to concern
Life again for the faking

Voodoo like zombie living a lie
detached from those around me
never a part of the picture
as I wait here to die.

No Happy Endings

I wonder when I look at you
Just what’s on your mind
you used to be so open
and tell me all the time

Now your thoughts are closed to me
I can no longer share
Your lovely face is clouded
What’s going on in there?

I look at you and see a shell
of the one who used to be
you look the same, but you are not
I know you want to flee

Away from our life and our routine
that has become so stale
There’s nothing I know how to do
to make you want to stay

It breaks my heart to watch this happen
our love forever bending
it won’t be long and you’ll be gone
there are no happy endings.

Fake Reality

What is this that you are always seeing on the tv?
Morons in a room and I can feel ‘em eatin at me

they think they have made the grade
and have become somebody

but when it’s done, the game is won
we’ll all forget what we seen

how much lower can ya go in search of fame an fortune
like whores and thieves there’s nothin on the planet you won’t trade in

how much lower can ya go in search of fame and fortune
like whores and thieves there’s nothin in the world you won’t sell out

big fat pigs who want to be as skinny as a model
starve themselves on television to improve their bodies

we all watch like idiots with fascination morbid
you fuckin losers don’t you know your really only pawns here?

how much lower can ya go in search of fame an fortune
like whores and thieves there’s nothin on the planet you won’t trade in

how much lower can ya go in search of fame an fortune
like whores and thieves there’s nothin in the world that you won’t sell out

in between the bullshit
there’s loud obnoxious selling

insult our brains and hurt our ears
with all that fucking yelling

send me money, buy my stuff, phone sex after midnight
where will it end, why did it start, it’s really such a sad sight

solo

why must you invade my space
and paralyze my senses

give me entertainment
or at least something to laugh at

all this fake reality is nothing more than cheap crap

how much lower can ya go in search of fame an fortune
like whores and thieves there’s nothin on the planet you won’t trade in

how much lower can ya go in search of fame an fortune
like whores and thieves there’s nothin in the world that you won’t sell out

Footnote

All I need from this short life
Is just a little rain.
To fall on me and sooth my skin
and wash away the blame.

For a life thats gone right off the tracks
And dreams that were denied
Let that rain fall down on me
To hide the tears I cry.

I thought that what we had was good
I thought that it was right
Then you left, and plunged my soul
into eternal night

Could I have been a better man
If I wore better clothes?
Or if I had a better job
I guess we’ll never know

Could things have turned out differently
If life dealt a different hand?
Or is this all there was for us
A footnote in life’s plan.

What started out so pure and true
Love written in the stars
Hasn’t done a lot for us
but added some new scars

I still feel your skin on mine
and smell your body scent
the only vanishing remains
of a love thats come and went.

Come for a ride.

Welcome to my little corner of cyberspace. This is a place where I’ll be posting some thoughts and maybe some poetry, or lyrics to songs only I can hear.

Usually I am a relatively stable person mentally and emotionally, however I see storm clouds on the horizon of my life and I feel helpless to seek shelter for want of a better analogy.

Dark days are drawing near, come along with me for the ride.