The Advent

Absence is shaken
Hearts are awakened
Attention is turned
And limbs take to quaking
With the glow of a fire
With the strength of a sea
The freedom of the wind
And the stubbornness of a century old tree
With the power of a sun
And the gentle kiss of the moon
Intimidating as a gun
An ever shifting dune
As solid as earth
But liquid at the core
As infinite as space
With mysteries in store

You all bend to me now
Because I am in control
I could make you weep and cry
I've made contact with the soul
Prepare yourselves as best that you can
Brace yourselves for my first stand

When the energy builds
This world never stood a chance
I close my eyes
And I advance

Why Bother?

A question you never bothered to ask
An answer that never bothered to exist
A smile that never bothered to shine
And lips that never bothered to be kissed

Feet that never bothered to travel
A life that never bothered to be lived
Fears that never bothered to frighten
Love that you never bothered to give

The girl that never bothered to hate you
Beginnings that never bothered to start
A world that never bothered to spin
A heart that never bothered to part

A child that never bothered to be born
A car that never bothered to crash
A family that never bothered to be severed
Headlights that never bothered to flash

Tears that never bothered to be shed
Flesh that never bothered to be cut
Graves that never bothered to be dug
And eyes that never bothered to shut

SN #1

It was always too late
Even from the beginning
A goodbye I can give
But my reasons die with me

-The Regretful Dead

Coward's Lament

I looked into her eyes
As they tore me apart
With self-loathing and hatred
Embarrassment and doubt
Unhappy endings
Are sure to follow me home
Hand in hand
With myself
Solemn & Alone
Regretful advances
Of the imaginary kind
My courage and bravery
Long since left behind
Words in the air
Heavy and unspoken
Manhood diminished
Communication broken
Is this the end?
Of a journey I did not take
We are a result
Of the choices that we make

A Well Placed Shot

A well placed shot
From the dearest
Of my dearly beloveds
The color of betrayal
A dark blood red

A hole through my chest
Straight from behind
A tear from the sky
Falls over the line
A line in the sand
Drawn with sweat and frustration
Deep and defined
It continues to test my patience

You didn't believe
There was something left to save
Now I'm bleeding out
On this gilded road we paved
Abandoned & Abated
Blood streaming through my thoughts
Left to my devices
Left to watch my wounds rot

This culprit
Of a not-so-victimless crime
It seems I've forgiven
Time after time

This is not the first hole through my chest
But a well placed shot
Lays waste to the rest

Self-Destructive

They took me away
They took me downtown
They beat out my senses
Glad I can't hear this sound
The sound I imagine
Grotesque and demented
Merciless soldiers
Strike down the tormented
With purpose unfounded
And reasons unexplained
Blood on their hands
Their sender unnamed
They kick and they stomp
They turn out my pockets
My arms and my legs
Pulled out of their sockets
Broken and belittled 
Immobilized and stunned
I am left with an answer
But of sense it makes none

"You ask why we beat you
Why we tear at your limbs
Destroy all that you value
Subjected to a whim
From who were we sent
You seem not to be aware
But the answer to this question
We shouldn't have to share
This act may not be justified 
Or fair in any way
But it's what was asked of us
Just the other day."

"For now we are finished
We completed what we came to do
But, I will answer your question
We were sent by you."

Something I Wrote

The eskimo
Took a low blow
To the solar plexus

Regrettable affairs
And disgruntled exes
Tortured morale
And welcoming tombs
Wait to taste my bleeding wounds

This igloo is cold
I'm freezing to death
But for an apology
I have saved my last breath

In this frozen land
My heart rests on ice
Cold and slow beating
Shredded and spliced

I wait for the warmth
Though I know it will melt me away
I really should leave..
But you might come back?
So I think I will stay

This is not a plea
It is simply a note
Not a cry for help
Just something I wrote

Novelty & Nostalgia

An impassioned reply 
To my inadequacies 
You spill to the floor
With wasted intensity

Falling apart
From monumental heights
When we hit the ground 
Will I still be your white knight?

Perfection 
Is what we seemed to be
But corrections were needed 
To remain a we

Forget-Me-Nots
Sent to your door
But I guess you won't understand
What I sent them for
We weren't always falling stars
No, not at all
Don't you remember?
Don't you recall?
We used to be better
We used to be great 
Now I'm left with Novelty & Nostalgia
And you with hate

The Young Die Hopeful

The romantics of this life
Are of the juvenile kind
The young and naive
With unexperienced minds
Hopefully and Blissfully
Unprepared
Not yet exposed to wear & tear

With rose colored outlooks
They stare at the world
With freeze frames and outtakes
Their innocence twirls
Around and around
These invincible children
Spin in the carousel
With the falling ceiling
Crushed and crumpled
Their bodies become
But with outlooks still bright
As the new morning sun

Present Predicament

I live in a jaded world
Where the strong dismiss the weak
Where the rich forsake the poor
And our saviors are the meek

I live in a world
Where the bad guys might lose
But the good guys lose their lives

Where the wicked stand on mountains
Above us all, and laugh
Where thievery and lies are woven in our path

This is a world
Where the heroes hide and cower
Where the just and the worthy
Do not the hold the power

This is a world
Where sleep is more blessed than any waking minute
A world where hope has all but been rescinded

Havoc walks strong on two legs
While it swats at my spirit
The end is near
From here, I can hear it

Help us please
We are rotting away
Our morals have atrophied
We stink of death and decay

In this world
There is plenty of few
And few of plenty
For our dignity
The top bidder only paid a penny

Relax into regression
Because there's nothing left to see
It's just the world and our mistakes
Everyone and me

Devilish Demonics

Devilish demonics
Written on our souls
Beckoned dead & wandering
Pushed into a hole
Silence fills their every scream
Of which we've counted many
For their vice
They'll give it all
We're glad to give them plenty
Drink & slurp
Please have your fill
Your hunger's worth a golden field
When you're full
Content and sated
We'll be so glad
That we waited
To take & tarnish
What we created
To bask in greed
Gore, lust, and hatred

Into the hole you'll find a shell
A shriveled husk
A twisted smell
Unrecognizable
From what was there before
But still we hope
To beckon more

Would YOU like to join us now
A taste of wine
A cut of cow
The beef is cooked to perfection
The wine is of the best selection
We welcome you to be our guest
We hope you come, at our behest
When you arrive
Pay no attention
To the chasm
At the entrance
Or the screams
That emanate
It is the regrettable eyesore
Of our estate
We are excited about your R.S.V.P
Dinner will be served at 6:23 PM

I, The Construct

I, the construct
Of your imagination
Birthed into darkness
And given to inflation
Grow tired and weary
Of your constant hesitation
Give in to indecency
And delicious temptation
Your spirit calls out
For a morsel of deceit
Just a small taste
And a chance to repeat
Your will
Possesses the strength of pure steel
You, wretched waste
You will stumble and keel
Your weak attempts
To extinguish my presence
As an infant, a child
Into adolescence

Now an adult
You stand unafraid
To face the construct
You so purposefully made

Worldly View

Restructured sentiment

Growing from a black hole

Disembodied moments

Speak directly to my soul

Upper-crust malice

Always trickles down


misinterpreted apologies


Feed them to the hounds


Soundless nights

In a foghorn sea

Darkened lighthouses

Direct and guide me

Ramblings of a madman

Straight from the heart

Easy to dismiss

But still a form of art

Staring at your enemies

As they pass you in the fray

Threatening looks

Warn to stay away

This is a territory

Riddled with mystique

Sometimes unfortunate

But often times unique

I guess the key is patience


And just a touch of luck 


And I find that on occasion


It's worth walking through the muck

Deep Thoughts

Blah
Blah
Blah

Sincerely,
Certified Genius

Narrated Daydreams

Narrated Daydreams 

Stuck between

My in-betweens

New worlds pass before my eyes 

Severing reality's ties

Better times are had here 

By this intoxicating mirror

Bring me up 

From bottom's down

Smiling faces

Smiling frowns

This world behind the mirror

Begins to make no sense

Discrepancies in this domain

Are large and intense

It seems to me 

This world can't be 

Like the absence of roots

From a fully grown tree

But my thoughts are cut short 

Abruptly truncated 

Because I've returned

Consciousness belated 

Out of Place

I am a giant
In a world of Davids
Rock to the head makes me feel slated
Immortally wounded
Words cut deep
Skin of steel makes me feel complete
Tiresome antics
From my unfamiliars
Their taunts have become
Quite peculiar
Sweet disregard becomes my savior
Turn a blind eye to their behavior
Ruler of the world for only one day
Accept my decree
Then fade away

To become a legend
A testament to the ages
The wisdom of a monk
One of many sages
No longer out of place
No longer out of line
It seems that this giant's gonna' be just fine

Through The Realm of Closed Eyes

Don't forget the dream
Words from a keen
Mind
My aspirations are lead by the blind
Corrective decisions
Second chances will be mine

The goal lies in front of me
Like carrots on a stick
Distractions surround me
Like zombies in a horror flick

What was that I saw
Through sleep clouded eyes
A vision of my victory
A vision of my rise

Just keep going
Please don't stop
My destiny calls me closer
It's gonna' take a lot

Retroactive memories
Unenlightened epiphanies
Keep me from my purpose
But nothing can hinder me

A faded recollection of a technicolored thought
Speaks in volumes
My purpose will be sought
My will
With the strength
Of some unearthly metal
Reality can't stop
This focused rebel
I glimpsed it from a distance
A long time back
I will fall into space
As if the earth were flat
I'm reaching
For something
A long way out
I will walk away unscathed
From this restless bout
I'm floating on thin air
Just because I can
My purpose will define me
And tell me who I am
Waking eyes
Cause pause
But never full desist
These visions have their flaws
Nonetheless I shall persist
I'm peeking through the seam
Of which I tore myself
I won't forget the dream
I've put it on my shelf

Reimagined

Reimagined
Realigned
Reset & reassigned
Ridiculously optimistically
And pointlessly redefined
Reworked
Rearranged
Reordered and changed
The damage undone
The product renamed
Rewinded back
To the date of invention
Reminded of our goals
Our purpose  and intentions
Relabeled
Repackaged
Reshipped and resent
This is reimagine's extent

Truth's Girl

So, she left

On an adventure all her own

Without me

Without me

She stole the words to my love song

She told me to forget her

And other things as well

That’s ludicrous and absurd

I am forever under her spell

I wish to follow her

And be where she is

That is all I want

I didn’t even ask for a kiss

I would like to forget her

Put her out of my mind

Get back to my existence

Stop wasting my time

Wouldn’t it be great?

To never know love

To never know hate

It probably would

But I can never forget

I’m not sure that I should

I’ve got to get out

Stop thinking these things

She’s off and away

She never cared about me

Truth is a bitch

With no frills

No illusions

She’s got a mean hook

She may cause contusions

She might break your heart
She already broke mine
But it always heals 
Just give it time

Unforgivable

Revenge & Vendetta
Marchin' through his mind
Handgun in his pocket
Just a matter of time

Reason slipping slowly
Further out of reach
Vision blurred and red
His conscious breached
Devils on both shoulders
His pace like heavy boulders
Bad advice & Bad ideas
His thinking growing slower

Destruction rears its head
Chaos wakes from bed
Intervention rendered useless
No more words to be said

Disarray & Confusion
Mayhem & Intrusion
Malice & Spite
All birthed from exclusion

Silence marks his advance
Dark clouds back his stance
Decisions
Decisions
The fates weave and dance
If only
If only
They cry out uninvolved
If things had been different
All his problems been solved
Would it really have altered
The outcome that much
Or would his second chance
Be used as a crutch
A crutch to be exploited
And then thrown away
The outcome would then be the same on this day

I see now
He is not deserving of "if only"
Of alternate worlds
Where he won't be so lonely

We shall let this one, play out on its own
For us to interfere
Would not be condoned

His steps grew closer
His breath drew nearer
His cold dark eyes
No longer held fear there
Hand in his pocket
Just a matter of time
The lonesome gunman
Commits his last crime

The Warcry Manifesto

Demons whisper in my ear

Poison fills my veins

Blood runs black with fever

My wrists shackled and restrained

I am called a monster

I am called a menace 

I can see that I have 

Now run out of wishes

Venom drips in every word

Calling out for war

They haven't seen the last of this

They'll be seeing more

Putting down the rhetoric 

Picking up the reign

Choosing my next target

Break away the chains

If they want a monster

I can give them what they want

Tainted souls 

And clouded thoughts

Ready for the hunt

Be careful of your actions

Because you'll get what you deserve

Dark days are coming

Do not lose your nerve

Devil

Far fetched nonsense

Impracticable insanity

Backwards logic

Unreal reality

Superstitious blather

Not to be believed

Outrageous trickery 

Growing like a weed

One thing is for sure

It must be stopped at once

This underhanded swindling

These appalling stunts 

The folk have fallen prey

To horrible deceit 

A kind stranger
Weary on his feet

Innocent and worn

And tired from his travels 

All he wants is shelter

Before he comes unraveled

What's the harm in that

Simply none can be found

But this stranger is not to be trusted

Instead he should be bound

Locked away forever

Throw away the key

Because bad news follows him

Wherever he may be 

He'll beg you for your ear

And ask for your attention 

Then spread his toxin

And watch for the dissension

I warn you not to hear

I warn you not to listen

His craft is with words

For these he has a penchant 

He wants for our demise

He wants for us to fall

He wants for us to bicker

He will destroy us all

Overkill

This is not a poem
This is not a love song
This is the product of imagination gone wrong

You are not a person
Or a place or thing
You are inexplicably unexplainable
The shadow of a bad dream

You do not breath air
Or walk upon the earth
You do think thoughts
Have value or worth

You do not exist
Do not argue that fact
You are invisible mist
You are trapped

Comfortable Night

We found a place
Where we were hugged by the forest
Cozy little trees
That loved and adored us
Mischief and misdirection
Led us to this place
Nightmares at our back
Cause to quicken pace

Forever running scared
Tired and forgotten
Our lives spent and wasted
Our reputations rotten
No place left to hide
But, yet here we are
Hidden and concealed
Staring at the stars

The Lucky Few

The most

The best

Brighter than the rest

Great expectations

Burdened with the stress

Glorified and praised

Revered and raised

Above all others

Presented and displayed

Cracked and broken

The privileged token

Too good to be true

The price to be paid is now due

Positioned for demise

Souls screaming through the eyes

Gives rise to troubled thoughts

Advised against by the wise

Pay attention to their misery

They're all ticking time bombs

Take their threats seriously

Before they are all long gone

Today

Seems like just yesterday

I kissed the sky to fade away

Oblivious monotony

I miss the way we used to be

Forever makes me feel ok

My secrets never been betrayed

My heart is fried

My edges frayed

My tale to be played out on stage

I fell into the deepest sky

The bluest sea

And opened eyes

Greenest grass

And warmest hay

It all seems like just yesterday

Hubris

My victory

Is quick to free me

From my 3D reality

Spend time

Contemplating practicality of my mentality

Respect the complexity of my duality

But I must respectfully disagree

This isn't time well spent

But time well wasted

About time I faced it

The ephemerality of my lucidity

Of which I will soon not be

Because I shall remind you of my big victory

Sanity doesn't suit my insanity

I prefer quiet illogicality

Over overtly stated obscenities

Can anyone hear me?

My words bleed profusely

Is the truth really this uncouth

I slide my mind into the booth

And enjoy a nice sit down dinner

Pay attention to the big spender

Because I'm a winner

Please enjoy this legal tender

For one night only

My pride is unlit cinders

Impractical Oppressor

The Impractical oppressor

Looks down on the lesser

Spits his game to lame

Never feeling deserved shame

Blind to the pain of the masses

Misunderstanding his role

In this world of the tactless

Get down of your high horse

We'll show you no remorse

One step out your ivory tower

To be met with extreme force

Can you believe this guy?

Even from the beginning

Hard decisions

Always sent him spinning

Fear has always been his motivator

Ignorant of truth and knowledge

He eventually becomes a hater

Filled with hate

As he sits down for dinners

Most often catered

The people hate in return

But decide to save their hate for later

Faced with an uprising

He starts despising

Caught up in the lies and

Can't believe his eyes when

The tides begin to turn

The people start to learn

No more bridges left to burn

No more folk left to spurn

Always led the easy life

Never had a hard time

Stayed away from trouble

Didn't ever think to cross the line

Oblivious

To the world around

Searching for his soul

In the lost and found

Painstakingly mistaken

Never his for the taking

Inaction was his faction

Forever losing traction

To late to stop

Continue crashing

Prerequisite

If the prerequisite for life is growing up

Then good for me

I'm in luck

See, I grew up

Long ago

Things I've seen

Things I shouldn't know

Maybe for the best

Maybe not?

Guess I gotta work with what I got

In some respects

Maybe I'm still a child

Buried innocence

Organized and filed

Logged away

Letters A through E

Lies the truth about me

If it's still there

Then did I fail?

Did I lose at life ?

Am I off the rails?

Unanswered Questions

This is how it goes

Keep on asking till someone knows

Frustrations boiling

Over the top

Now I know that life's a clock

Counting up

Counting down

Keep on going till it's drowned

Each and every one of us

For the universe this is a must

Please tell me

What did you expect?

When you failed the prerequisite

Control

A precious thing

Of which many go without

And few possess

Even the few that do

Don't really

Because their control

Pales in comparison

To the control of nature

Or the control that time will

eventually wear away

If the will is strong

Maybe the drink is stronger

It's up to you

At least that's how it appears

But appearances can fool

More than a fool

Eyes open

To the strangled control

Of a weakling

Such as me or you

Because of what we always knew

Proved to be true

Control only exists for the few

Tools of My Destruction

Tools of my destruction

Cause a cease of function

Watch the world burn

At the wrong junction

Seeds of pain

Make me stay in my lane

Gotta keep moving

Just to stay sane

The whole world is watching

Million jaws dropping

Hear the sound of the clock Tick-Tocking

Quick to spread my wings and fly away

But flight won't co-operate today

Dropping like a ton

Always jump the gun

Say goodbye to the prodigal son

One wish for me

Is that I could be

Back at the beginning

It would be plain to see

Mistakes that I had made

Things that were forbade

All I ask

To be redeemed and forgave

Too much I guess

Look at what a mess

This is the result of accumulative stress

Guess for now I'll just be falling

Looks like no more time for stalling

Looking toward a rock bottom reality

Close my eyes

Hope to avoid a fatality

What We Made

Babies are born

Children are raised

But people are made

Steeped in life's brew

For a decade or two

Designed and created

By more than a few

Frequently shaped

Molded and prodded

Goaded and prompted

Persuaded and modded

Yours

Mine's

And everything in between

Influenced

Directed

Vetted then screened
Wrapped and packaged
By the largest of teams

An assembly line

Never to be seen

Sometimes

I wonder sometimes at the heart of all things

I wonder about the girl with the fake smile

What she thinks?

What she thinks of me?

I wonder sometimes about the words of a liar

About their purpose and point

And why they burn with such fire?

I wonder sometimes about the intentions of a friend

Never to be questioned

But I do

I wonder sometimes about the depth of a secret

I peek under the pretense

But I'd rather not know

I wonder sometimes

But I'm not looking for answers

My wondering leaves me with

A handful of half-imagined truths

Hell-bent on the destruction of my mind

I wonder if I should stop?

Hero's Burden

Wanna be a hero?

Then come here with me

One man's death is all I ask

Maybe two

Maybe three

I'll tell you when to stop

Put a price on their heads

And then watch them run

You will become a golden idol

Of the highest order

A god among men

The blood on your hands

Is an insignificant sin

Now that you've made it

Watch for the knife at your throat

And the sword over your head

This is the hero's burden

Beautifully Decrepit

Beautifully Decrepit

Tactfully Insipid

Checked-out

Beat-Down

Broken-hearted man

Glory drained

Blood stained

Bleary eyed

And fever pained

Hopelessly in love

Shot-up

Screwed with

Kick him while he's down

Stand up

Fight back

Tell 'em Kiss Your Ass

Throw a punch

Kick up dust

Win her back

Broken heart, or not

Man of steel

Built to wield

A sword of truth and vengeance

The stench of vermin

Rules the land

But not for long

Comeback Kid strong

The hand of god can't stop me now

I come to strike the final blow

Enchanting fire

Whispers heart's desire

But I cannot

My will's retired

A Wish

Tomorrow,

Yesterday's forever

Inevitable,

In good or worse weather

Hatred burns a pointless fire

Forget it and strive to aspire

A wish to return

A fool's wasted turn

Never to be granted

Never to be earned

Accept the horizon

It's closer than expected

Eyes toward a downcast son

But what a beautiful sunset

State of Affairs

Timmy tells lies to talk to the people

Timmy tells lies to talk to the people

Timmy tells lies to talk to the people

And the people just won't talk back

Because the people want this

And the people want that

And the people just won't talk back

And Timmy says, ok.

And Timmy says, of course.

And Timmy says, sure, why not.

And the people say, yes

And the people say, thank you

And the people say, Timmy's the best

And Timmy tells lies to talk to the people

And the people listen intently

But one day Timmy tells lies to the people

And the people turn and tell him NO

And Timmy says why

And the people say, because you lied to us

And Timmy says this wasn't how this was supposed to go

So Timmy continues to tell lies to the people

But the people have turned away

And the lies float in one ear and out the other and on to others across the way

And those people listen to Timmy's lies, because they've never heard them before

And it's sad to see the hope in their faces and trust in their eyes

As they stare at Timmy who they simply adore

So.....

Timmy tells lies to talk to the people

Gray World

I don't live in a world of extremes

Or a world of black and white

I live in a world of gray

Where people are nice and polite

They tell me what I like to hear

To get me off their backs

But nothing close to honest fears

Their lies are mounted on plaques

Who am I to judge the judged?

No one of importance

Just a man of gray

No one cares for my two cents

A mild-mannered world

With deep dark secrets

Where people smile and pretend

And gray men are lead to early crypts.

Lost

I find myself confused

I find myself perplexed

I find the things I want to say continually repressed

I find myself...

At a loss for words

I find myself unseen

I find myself unheard

I find myself searching

For something, anything at all

And now it seems I find myself up against the wall

Liar

I run through the rain

So they don't see me cry

I pace through the fire

So they can't tell my scars

I laugh

So they can't hear the pain

And I smile

So they dismiss the fact that I'm slowly slipping away