Wednesday, February 25, 2009

I've lost

Caged inside these prison walls
I find I'm not alone
Morbid voices echo halls
My heart's been turned to stone

Erupting pain, I leech myself
For now a darker day
Behind the blue, the midnight shelf
All joy's been washed away

I close my eyes, and open them
But nothing is the same
My cloak of life has fraying hems
MY life: I've lost this game.

dollars

I etch these words
Upon this bill
To tell a tale
Of misery still

It grows inside
And can't be tamed
The girl I loved
I€s the one to blame

She cheated thrice
And broke my heart
Now I lay here
It's a bloody start

She came and went
And took her knife
With just four words
She ended my life.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

you'll be a part of me

I know what I do is wrong
but it may be too late
the path ahead is so long
I've corrupted through my hate

All-consuming flames chart their course through my veins
A spider's web of wilted hope, I've begun to think deranged
It is raining drops of memory, enough to fill my deepest seas
As evening bells toll forth their dirge, an epiphany has come to me

Even if all my love is taken
Even while my heart is breaking
As long as I can still have thought
You'll be part of me

Even with the lies that ran so deep
Even when I call your name in my sleep
As long as I still have these thoughts
You'll be a part of me

Even if I want you to leave
Even when I scream for mercy
I get no choice, you're always here
Rooted in my deepest fear.
As long as I'm lost within the thought
You'll be a part of me.

Monday, February 9, 2009

time again...

Jaundiced eyes of time itself
look upon this man
his deck of life laid out for him
reveals a folding hand
His healed scars, his opened wounds,
His neverending plans
Misfortune's man, alone again
But now he takes a stand....

Time's lurking 'round the corner
and hiding in the streets
Clocks are ticking everywhere
Every living heart still beats

Foggy roads and dirty fields
Cliffs of stone and broken bones
Time burrows into it all
And this he realized
All his dreams have become dust
Now it's time for real life

Thursday, February 5, 2009

i'm the frankenheart!

Etched upon my eyelids is a face.


Never from another have I been so inspired
Words burn inside as she kindles my fire
Little does she realize the effect she has on me
Her helping hand has saved me from the roaring blackened sea
If only she knew just what she meant, maybe she'd awaken
Until that day I'll close my eyes, living life forsaken

And some may say, "She'll never love."
While inside, I hope they're wrong
But if they're right then maybe
I should be singing a different song

while she sits on the phone....

well-worn white carpet ties me to the ground
while the stones of his words are being thrown around
he, the former lover of my current light
words of acid eat her heart in the night

Despite her knight who calls forth her name
the former lover continues his game
If it were an option I'd siphon her pain
Leech out all memory of him from her brain
Bleed him right out til the last drop is gone
So she can be happy by the upcoming dawn

Deep down she must think that she is at fault
She has been building up higher her internal walls
She won't let another pass without reason
She grows on me more with each day of each season
I wait for the day when I can hold her again
I'll give her eskimo kisses while holding her hand
Together we can both travel the land
If I get the chance to be proud as her man