One Summer evening
In a group of three
We all took each
A little notecard a piece.
After an hours wait
It was a quarter to 8
All that pain for little joy
Must be an evil ploy
Eat the whites, but not the yolk
Life is the cruellest joke
Free, but caged inside a fence
to not be,
To not be able,
to fullfill my heart.
In a world,
where sunrise comes, and go,
Last cig for tonight.
At the end of Higgins street.
At that old railroad stop
There’s some electric restaurant motor hum,
The Voices In My Head Are The Playground For My Thoughts
Yelling, Screaming, Doors Slamming .Moms Crying He Hit Her Again.
You Were There
Sleepless nights, dirty diapers, and baby spit-up...
You were there.
First day jitters, first words that were read, and playing house...
I can't handle your judgement right now
I can't love cause I never learned how
And I can't hold you in my arms
Cause your words set off alarms
Dear Mom and Dad,
I am not an idiot. I am no fool, who has yet to understand the mechanics of life and society.
You follow ingrained rules and argue with me without thinking of conversing and still label me as the disrespectful one. You interrupt my moment of clarification and disagree without understanding.
Close your tired eyes,
Rest will come soon,
I'll keep you safe,
Like I always do.
Lay your head on my chest,
As you drift into dreams,
The resignation is written up and pen is pulling close
We’ve harvested so many seeds but there’s no longer growth
Silence spoke more truths than any noise could ever sound
It's not your vow, it's already drifting away in the red dust, for that sad, sobbing love, the wait is hundreds of years.
Everyone has a dead end.
I couldn't get out on my own, and no one else could get in.
I keep my deepest secrets there.