Saturday, April 27, 2013

Painted


This slow life
was ruinin’ me fast.
You paint me a picture
I gave you child

Workin’ hard
tryin’ to get right,
but relative is thought,
and relative is love.
Thought about it twice 
you thought about it once
no family, no money.

Naive I am, 
but innocent I’m not.
Pure drop of love
dropped on my eye.
The more I learn
the more I will discover.
And I’m falling,
falling away,
away with you.

Electric


Feel through me, in one cold sweep
let my soul weep in grief.
 Heartless ache, breaks dawn
my day pre-recorded; 
plays what I hate.
Sought out solutions, fueled by desolation
and now that it’s over
my feet stumble forward.
I fall at each rock, 
blood laces my steps;
an echo rings clear
I hear my self breathe.
No longer scared,
I burn with desire. 





Mindless


I can barely function,
I can hardly sleep.
I’m flooded by memories-
so hard to defeat.

hot tears haunt me
anger sunk it’s teeth in me
it’s red face of laughter 
plaguing my dreams

 blank slates
pallets of color
but all I drew
was hued in red

unburied past,
burst into flames
held in my hands
I'll let it burn

smoke rising tall
help came fast;
cold refreshing water
ran through my veins


dripping from me 
came the sadness I sung
and from the strands of my hair
came the anger I held.