Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Another bad day

Wake up!
I can't open my eyes.
I can't bare to see another day
Of this senseless, meaningless, hopeless
Place I find myself in.
Walk away.
Start over.
Find something new.
Anything.
Someday someone will listen.
Someday everything will be fine
Again.
Hey wake up.
It's time to wake up.
Hey!

Nov 25/14

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Watch Your Step

Shit, it happens, things don't always happen as one wants it.
Life is Chaos, life is random Chaos.
It will get you at the best of times and at the worst of times.
If things go your way, you should be happy.
Most people have a bad run of things.
But all we can do is try and make the best of things.
If you don't, the shit will take over and
You will be miserable.
Watch your ebb and flow.
Watch your Karma.
Be cool.

Oct. 16/14

Friday, October 10, 2014

Love you till the end

Saturate this pain with Thc and alcohol.
I want to remember, just to forget.
Something that was once had but now
Is lost again.


Oct 10/14

Monday, September 29, 2014

Am I Going Insane

What is that slight irritation in the back of
My thoughts?
It feels like clawing.
Something clawing in my mind.
Behind my eyes.
Behind every thought that seems innocent.
Evil madness that drives me mad.
Mad of thought, mad of ideas, mad of just feeling
Loneliness.
To lay awake staring at the walls.
Empty shadow dances.
The clock reads 12:00 am
Looking back it say 4:20 am
It's a nightmare that I don't have to close my
Eyes and see.

Oct 02/12

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Suggestive

whispers among the shade can be suggestive.
Can you see the twisting of the light?
Can you feel it's pain, it's longing
To free itself.
Mere prototype of existence.
But still whispers among
shade can be suggestive.

Sept 4/14

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Wake Up We're Here

Sometimes I wake up missing you,
The train races through the backyard.
So loud I can't hear you.
So frustrating.
My life for this moment , stolen
By the roaring of this daily moan!
So madding, so,
Sometimes I wake up missing you.

Sept 03/14

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Follow the Fool

I follow you like a dream.
Scattered and all over the place.
Weird thoughts and images conjure
In my head.
Something chaotic, something unsaid.
I follow you, it's.
Ghost-like-real.
A phantom in thought only.
But one the less unreal.
To them, but to me?
I claw at the walls trying to wake.
But was this a dream!
Or was this the acid I took?
I follow someone as sketchy it seems?
Where is this place?
Where?
I give up.

Aug 30/14

Monday, August 11, 2014

Sweet asphyxiation

Sweet asphyxiation
Always grasping for your silence.
Always wanting your last word.
Always stealing your breathe away.
Sweet asphyxiation
How temped by you.

Aug 11/14

Sunday, June 15, 2014

The world is dying

So the world is dying, and we are the murder!
We are the knife and the bullet.
We are the bombs and poisons.
We care not enough if we all live,
Or if we all die.
We are selfless of all the cost!
We are our own greatest enemy.
So the world is dying.
What are we going to do about it?
What are you going to do about it?

June15/14

Monday, May 12, 2014

From a dream

Expels from Treason, which the hatred burns.
Lost in the wilderness of chaos.
But trapped by divine light and truth.
Where to go from here.
The certain is uncertain.
The future is a haze of deep foggy deceptions.
I watch and see.
I wait and see.
There is no haste.
Time will prevail.
May 12/14


I woke up from a dream and wrote this.

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Reality of a Kiss

What happens if we kiss?
Is it more, is it less.
Is this what you want?
Is this what I can give?
I can feel you in my thoughts.
I can almost hold you
Each time we are near.
Your warmth.
Your friendship.
Everything about you.
So if we kiss, that's the
Question, if. I'll be happy
That I got the chance to feel
Your lips on mine. . .

April 24/14

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Back in the box

Put the monster back in the box.
I can almost hear the screams of terror.
The tearing of flesh, the sobbing cries,
The oh my god am I going to die?
Put the monster back in the box.
Blending in with the everyday people.
Looking, stalking, finding a new friend's.
Like a cat catching a bug, then let's it go,
To catch it again and again.
Put it back in the box!
It's back. . .in the box.

April 23/14

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

The Dark Voice

The voice in my head just screams at me.
A sort of tormented demon that comes out
When I feel uneasy.
You could imagine he never goes away.
He's never really far.
Reaching around every corner.
Every deep dark place he can hide.
Sometimes you find him clawing at your
Mind.
A madman running through a mirror store
Breaking everything he sees.
He sees you. . .

April 22/14

Thursday, April 17, 2014

I take this thing off

I take this thing off,
this part of the edge.
It twist me back into shape.
Takes apart my head.
Then slowly puts it back together,
With those few extra parts.
Memories, motor control, stuff like that.
I take this thing off,
Sort of karmic law.
Binds me to everything,
And the universe.
I take this thing off.
The struggle within.
To claims one's own right
To self identify with those that he/she
Loves.
I take this thing off.

April 17/14

Monday, April 14, 2014

Close your eyes

Closes your eyes, then take a deep breath,
you breathe it out slowly.
Feel somewhere else. Not here.
Somewhere nice, someplace that. . .
There is a long pause.
That is nice?
Close your eyes, maybe you'll see it?

Apr 14/14

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Whispers of Cyanide in My Ear

Sailing in on the open sea.
The gulls hungry, the dock worker
Looking for a job.
Do almost anything to put food on
The table.
Even doing the wrong thing can be
Justified for the right reason's,
The right circumstance.
You know what the right thing to do.
You know you go a little hungry,
But it will all be better in the end.
This rattles in your head.
But from your stomach.
Oh it like whispers of cyanide in my ear.
I break down, I rush into an open
Where house and grab any box I could
And run off.
I couldn't of gotten far.
I woke up in a bed at the hospital.
What happened?

Mar 25/14

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Morning Light

Morning light breathes through the sunroom
Windows.
Warming the room, loving the plans.
Giving life to the room.
Now besides me sleeping on the sofa was
This hot red head.
Yeah things are good.
Snores a little. It's funny.
Coffee urge calls.
Good morning world.
You cold bastard!

March 1/14

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Setting Sun

The west sets with that glowing
Cosmic orb in the sky.
Burning the horizon in a blinding
Light that consumes everything.
As quickly as it appears it sets,
In the west, you'll see. . .

Feb 26/14

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Stay With Me

Hold me, never let me go.
This moment, this hope that
We will be here tomorrow
When the morning coffee
Comes.
Will the morning light creep
Through the window and touches
your toes as you sleep.
I watch your hair go across
Your face as you sleep.
So quiet.
My sweet.

Feb 23/14

Dancing In The Rain

I dance with you in a field of rain.
Twirling, spinning in the grass and mud.
Unnoticed that the mud was getting
on your dress.
Your hair clings to your little form.
And you run over to me with those big
Eyes and smile at me with rain running
Down your face and over those tempting
Lips.
You lean in and give me a hug, then as
Quickly as you came you went back into
The field and danced.
You pulled up your dress up showing me your
Under cloths and your bare chest.
And you just looked at me and smiled.
With warm rain going over your face and over
Your breast.
You started dancing again.
Dancing in the rain. . .

Feb 22/14

Friday, February 14, 2014

I Don't Call People

I don't call people.
I don't seek out people unless it's important.
I don't want to bother people.
But I take in whatever I'm give, which isn't much.
I do listen, I have thoughts, I have feelings.
Do people know that?
Of course they do?
Less and less I'm seen or heard.
Removing yourself from a social media
Is social suicide.
But still I don't call people.
If I did, who is patience and will listen
To me?

Feb 14/14

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Lie To Me

Look me in the face and tell me a lie.
Look me in the face and tell me it's going to be alright.
That I can't wait to see.
Tell me something that is real.
Watching my own shadow on the ground,
Amazed how different my shadow looks.
Not so scary it seems?
What is real?
To you is it?
Who would be right?
Who needs to be?
Can I look you in the face?
Could I?

Jan 29/14

Friday, January 24, 2014

Direct questions

Do you want me to tell you.
Tell you something that would shock you,
Thrill you, bore you, scare you, confuse you?
Do you, do you want me to tell you?

Jan 24/14

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Snowflakes Trama

From this frosty perch
I stare out from its windows,
Through the winters trees and snow.
The silence is embracing,
till a distant noise disturbs.
Surrounded by green life I survive.
Till the summer sun shines again.
Till then I wait in this frosty perch.

Jan 19/14