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Frank's Fault
(for Frank Rose)
Frank is a
tiger I see in my mind.
He gets me in trouble from time to time.
Just when you think
you won't get caught,
here it comes:
Frank's fault.
Frank gets me in trouble all the time,
dares me to what snares me
an' tells me I'll be fine.
Walks beside me
or just behind
to get a good look at the trouble that's mine.
Frank always looks innocent,
or so it seems,
sitting in the corner of my daytime dreams,
scratching his head
to find some new way to be
just a little better
at throwing trouble at me.
(Sunday @ 4 IX,2 [Summer 2003])
Dialing 9-11
emergency god
whats happening here
the skys turned to black
an the futures not too clear
I need your help
I need you here
Im in the middle of hell
In a world of fire
Crashing Down
Like a broken wire
Crumpled are things that shouldn't crumple at all
Things have fallen that aren't meant to fall
There is fire in the hallways
Fire in the walls
the walls are no longer standing
were they really walls at all?
God I just don't know
Can this be real
Am I really burning
Trapped in this hunk of steel
Is this the way
Hell is supposed to feel
Beams are bent seams are cracked
Resting assured they are not coming back
DUST
It rolled everywhere;
It left a trail
Should I have followed it there
I am within a marvelous thing
That used to symbolize the American dream
But were is the dream
Where has it gone
What part of its legacy will carry on
I awake my mind
And shake my head
It could not have been me
Im not really dead
But in my mind it is I that fell
My body that burned
My soul in hell
In the end
All I see is black
We led
We fell
No turning back
An the price someone will pay
For destroying this dream
Could shatter the world
Apart at the seams
Now we the children of vengeance
Extract a measure of pain
How can we come up even
How can we ever be the same
Untitled
Some people feel
That once a heart is broken
It can't heal
That once a dream is shattered
It can't be revealed
That happily ever after
Is not part of the deal
But I don't see
the link between the dreamer an the dream
as something to be severed
at the seams
I don't believe that life is chance
I don't believe in circumstance
I cant think of one good reason
Not to be
happy with me
now there are times
when life loses its reason an rhyme
when the painful light of day
is all you seem to find
maybe hearts need armor
from time to time
but their no need
to give up like you heart
was never meant to bleed
the greatest desires
are born of want
not need
love is not a tune
sonnet or prose
it is more like the thorn
that comes with the rose
Hiding out
I am in a box
And someone closed the lid
Someone moved the X
From where my heart was hid
Someone turned out the lights
And slowly closed the door
Left me in the dark
Were the skeletons are stored
Someone put me away
In the attic by myself
Someone tried to hide me
Inside of someone else
I am in the shadow
Of the noon day sun
Locked within my mind
With the feeling to turn and run
scared of the rainbows that color my sky
I cannot find the end
And I know not why
Locked in a box
with no lid and no key
I poured my cup
So I drink the tea
Life is a journey
Sometimes threw hell
Daylights promise
Is a fairy tale
Parting Ways
Do I have to say good bye
Do I have to go to sleep
Do I have to say goodnight
Knowing its no good for me
Do I have to say sweet dreams?
Knowing they wont come to me
Do I have to close my eyes?
Knowing sleep won't comfort me
Do I have to close my eyes
Just to see you in my dreams
Will you be their in the night
Wrap your arms around me tight
Hold me till the daylight comes
Till the night is said and done
Until long lived kingdoms fail
Until my nights are no longer hell
Do I have to be awake
Do I have to walk away
Must I leave this night
And be forced to face the day
Must the daylight be so dark
Feels like the sunshine's in my grave
Do I have to take this breath
Must I open up my eyes
Cant I leave this world in peace
I have nothing without you by my side
Why must I face this day all night
Should I be afraid of the dark
If the dark is inside of me
Those things that blind are locked inside
Within those walls you cannot see
Would you walk with me a-ways
Threw the backdoor of my mind
Way down deep inside my brain
Become a part of my life
CHANCES FADE
life is never an easy bet .
sometimes you must work without a net
their are times when you must risk it all
risk your heart
risk the fall
Chances fade like a fairy tale
Dreams you don't live rot in hell
wasted time
within your mind
better lost to chance
then left behind
Sometimes
(for Nicole Guinot)
Sometimes you must lose your
mind.
Too remember it ever existed.
Sometimes you must fight your fear.
As if it never existed.
Sometimes you must cry your tears
Too know your heart exists
An forget your mind an little fears
They are things you will never miss |
Clarke Kent Revealed
so what if I
am crazy
lonely
insignificant fool
maybe I'm one of the little people
that never gets too be cool
so what does it matter so why should i really care
that you don't like the way i look
you don't like the cut of my hair
I don't think I actually give, one little dam
its just the way it is
I am what I am
I'm not normal !
I'm superman
Man in the Box
God made me of
flesh an bone .
But this flesh is not my home .
An its not where I intend to stay .
Least not forever anyway.
You think I am just what you see.
But when you look you do not see me.
I'm not what I appear to be.
I'm the man inside the box .
The mind in the machine.
The old man was around for a long long time .
Scared my flesh an scorched my Hyde.
Left his mark for all to see .
Things no longer a part of me.
Needle marks in flesh that stain.
Scars from fights that still remain.
Rings I bear that make no sound.
I don't know why but I keep them around.
I cannot change the life I led.
I can only keep my sprit fed.
You turn your head.
You look an laugh.
You walk on bye.
You let me pass.
But your eyes they judge an stereotype.
Your tongue it cuts like the point of a knife.
You make it hard to live my life.
You don't even care .If I am wrong or right.
I bear these scars of misery.
I bare these scars of shame.
I share my wounds tonight.
Cause I can no longer bare the pain.
Only death can separate me
From this body you love to hate.
An not to disappoint you .
But death will have to wait!
Its just a little too late to lead a perfect life.
I believe we should all stick together.
An not judge with our sight.
Because another mans life just might depend .
On you calling him brother .
Calling him friend.
You see the Lord did not come for the chosen few.
Who sit in a church on the very first pew.
Who put on airs.
So they can think I cant see .
That they have made as many mistakes as me.
I think he came for the man in the back.
The girl in the corner.
An the kids on crack,
He came for those with no love.
An those who cry tears .
An those who have pain they haven't faced in years.
He came for those people you see an cringe.
Or think to yourself .
Here he comes again.
But you cant tell where he is going.
You cant tell where he has been.
All you can read is the book of his skin.
We all have scars.
Some are just harder to hide.
But you cant read a book until you look inside.
An try to find out .
What you cannot see.
We are all just men in a box !
A mind in a machine
Last goodbye
(for Doyal Moore RIP 2003)
This will be
the last goodbye
I will ever say until I die.
I don't believe we will meet again
We entered the world as strangers we part as friends
I am sorry you must walk this way alone
I wish I could hold your hand to lead you home
I wish I could walk the whole way by your side
But I cannot: it is not me that died
You leave so sick
So damn tired
In a life time of pain now you retire
To the cold low ground from whence you came
Dust you were and dust you remain
What once was your cradle
Now has become you're grave
Standing on the
Tracks
I hear the
whistle
I hear it call too me
I feel the rumble
I feel the resonance in me
I can almost see the watchman
As I chase close behind
But the last train from purgatory is full, of empty souls
I am the bent and broken steel of a forgotten dream
I am the calm chaos of a forest fire
Gracefully eating away at the green fabric of life
I am destroying everything! I mean to build
And as the fire all I wish is to touch life
To borrow from its heat
I am the death to the flame
Coupled With the heat of desire
I am all at once. Love, hate, rich, poor, mother, father
Redeemer, host, and prosecutor
I shall destroy the greatness of a thousand years
To prove the worth of but a single seed
I am the will of nature ,and the whim of fate
I am
the broken promise
DADDY'S WAR
Daddy oh daddy
What are we fighting for?
Someone said it was for peace.
But it looks like a war.
Son I don't know.
And I don't really understand.
But peace belongs to god.
Sometimes you got too fight
When you're a man.
But daddy oh daddy
Why daddy why?
Do soldiers have too go fight?
Do they have to go die?
Son life is hard
For me to explain
In every season
Their must fall a little rain.
It is for you my son
These men have to fight
This is the land of the free
And that Freedom has a price
And if ever a man should fail
To do what must be done
He only pushes off the pain
Onto the back of his son
Daddy when I get older
will I understand?
Son I hope so
it's not easy to be a man.
Daddy oh daddy do you really have to go
Do you really have to leave me
When I need you so
Son I hate to leave you
But this you must understand
This fight it is mine
I will do what must be done
I take up my rifle an I take up my gun
And I walk into battle for you my son
And for every generation
that will ever come to pass
I stand up to fight
to make a change to last
I reshape the world with lead an steel
I have hardened my resolve
And tempered my will
I am a rock
Standing tall in the waters of time
Saying what is shall change
And what was
Will be left behind
Depression
I feel it
creeping in
Shaking the foundation of me
Cutting into the heart of who I am
Showing me how far
From who I wish to be
It is more then this skin and bone
That separates you from me
It is a tiny flaw
That becomes a crack
That tears apart my seams
My thoughts grow wings
Then fangs and claws
they rip threw my peace
They shatter my all
I become tired of drawing my breath
I become distracted from life: to death
I have never been good enough
To silence my mind
Ill never be enough
Too leave this sadness behind
Why cant I be happy
An silence those voices in me
That thinks that I'm so bad
I do not deserve to breath!
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