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headless horsesYou force my head down like you're booking me
got me boiling and drowning like you're cooking me
when you look towards the ground, you think you look at me
but I'm still around without what you took from me.
You do what you do cause you're afraid of change
we are stallions who don't need you holding reins
and if only you knew that we share the same pain,
yes, it's true, believe it or not we are the same.
LemonadeThe sweetness of this lemonade,
so smooth just like a serenade,
as soft as gently falling snow,
as light as the sun's morning glow.
The perfect punch- so bittersweet!
The flavor sweeps me off my feet.
A rhythm sparks from just one taste~
Lemons will destroy the human race~
Shadow in a sunny worldI don't want to hate...
I don't want to always turn away from you;
smiling or sullen,
in my presence you afflict me...
I know I can't go back,
I can't forgive you for the way you've been.
Trying to gain my affection
has only hurt me even more.
The damage is already done,
and every day I have to feel this pain.
Any respect I had for you is gone,
and now I just try to stay away.
WhyI stay strong so I can see your smile without breaking down.
I stay strong because my youth won't last forever.
I stay strong because my optimism keeps me happy.
I stay strong because I believe it's for the better.
If I was weak I wouldn't have gotten back up every time I fell.
If I was weak I would have tried to forget my favorite memories.
If I was weak I would hate how much I love you.
If I was weak I would have moved on by now.
On to nothing.
WaningThe brighter the sun shines, the darker the shadow it makes,
but you somehow shone all of my light back at me, rejecting darkness.
You used my light and learned from it. You appreciated me. You loved me.
I watched you grow throughout the night, becoming full and cheerful.
You would throw sideways smiles in my direction.
My body would burn with passion.
Sometimes you would wish for your own light.
I wanted to say,
all we need to be complete is each other,
but I could only try to help you understand how beautiful you already were,
just as you reflected my light back to me.
Funeral for the Second DeathOf everyone, he was the first
to arrive at the chosen church
as everyone had expected-
his lover was the one who's dead.
Throughout the funeral, didn't cry,
in fact he didn't bat one eye,
and silent stares stabbed through his shirt-
Why hadn't he looked at all hurt?
After the viewing, many left,
all feeling empty and bereft.
The man stayed, the girl's mother too
to ask him what he's going through.
"Are you upset, or still in shock?"
she asked the man, who didn't talk
until she gave up and then fled,
and as she did he finally said:
"Is it still considered a sin
when the dead try to die again,
to permanently rest in peace
when those who died are not deceased?
If no more words escape her lips
once sensitive as fingertips,
words left spoken could all be lies,
as who's to say, she didn't want to die?"
Darkness Brings AnotherWhen suffering through self abuse
even blind men can tie a noose
as they hide from their bitter truths,
cold memories and tainted youths.
When vulnerable and by themselves
even mute men shout cries for help
though no one hears their helpless yelps,
to them they ring like sullen bells.
It doesn't choose victims by name,
burning their lives in foul flame;
everyone's ashes are the same-
everyone loses in this game.
Lesson LearnedMy doubts have been proven wrong so many times,
but I still throw myself in a rut,
yet I look to the skies and imagine your eyes
which remind me to never give up.
Now I know, all I need is to always believe
that again I'll be back on my feet,
and though I'll be down again as I am now and then
I will never admit my defeat.
Tasty!I'm addicted to your taste
and the smile on your face
though I've never had a chance
to try your flavor,
so I can only try to guess
just how you taste, and I confess
that in my dreams you're always there
for me to savor.
I've gone window-shopping for
about a year, (probably more)
and I have caught myself drooling
over you several times,
and now I realize that every
second you spent enticing me
was just time wasted in my life-
I won't forgive you for your crIMESSS!!!
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
My School Says I'm Worthless (sort of a rant)I'm a criminal because my values aren't their values
And I'm scum to say the least
Because I'm not on their list
Ones who have their lives set out
And drink from molten glory raining down from
School top balconies...
And I have myself left to blame for all the non-attempts
And truancies; the bleak distractions
That help me escape the inviolable test-score stares
Of disapproval that I attract from their
And they're forced to ask me 'Why?
Why are you still here?'
And I can barely say
That I'm afraid to leave.
That I know that no-one knows
Or what they want to be
But unlike those
I gave up
A while ago
And they can't tell me to my face that I'm a failure so they heavily imply
That my lacking presence
And even less impressive
Tendency for slacking off is evidence
That I am stupid and a fool and nothing more than such a waste of resources
And it's a disappointment
That I don't hold their ideals
VesselYour heart is a compass.
Broken, perhaps, but I know
It’s always searching for the North Star.
Which way will your beard point tonight?
DanielYou are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium
that does not make you the lesser -
You’ve got the weight of the world
on one shoulder
sometimes you trip because of it -
you’re still walking
and if things fused wrong
post or anterior
and if things fused out in the interior
your circuits live on
and if your thoughts get circular
or so do your moods
and your mind blanks and you forget -
you’re nervous but strong -
then I’ll remind you.
Because you give me
the backbone required
you’re my Atlas, so I lift my head,
you’re my axis, so I can face the future
because you are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium.
You’re my inner strength.
FallingFailure after failure
A life not worth living
Lost in my misery
Long gone are the good moments
I keep falling
Nothing can save me now
Gone my hopes are
Because He'sHe’s listening
Millions of them.
A flash of red
And a navy hat
No warning – now motionless
With skin turned to shadows.
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