Turn the table

Words subdued by reality
Because realistically
I'm screaming inside
Speaking to walls
And expecting answers
Pounding the cracks in the pavement
Waiting for a development
Anything will do
Over due for so many things at this point
attempting for peace
But preparing for war
Yet
I come empty handed
With only my words
To establish emotional stability
For the
Emotionally unstable
But what happens when we turn the table
With me,
You see
I'm really not all I'm cracked up to be
The burdens I bare
Tear me, break me then bore me
Fixing broken hearts
Wd-40 on squeaky hinges
Lending my arm
When all they needed  was a finger
Fortunately
I am still enlightening
Everyone i see
Hear
Feel
Touch
I am that crutch
I am that shoulder
If the strong survives
I'm a fucking immortal
Truth be told
I am that for me
My knees catch me when I fall
My arms, when I lean
Today more than yesterday
I found the true me
And I called on her
In MY time of need
Somethin like a prayer
Even for God to hear
Bless me with patience
Bless me with heart
Bless me with courage
bless me with strength
And the wisdom to know when to use each them.
Today was trying
But tomorrow may be too
So when all else fails me
I will look to you

DAS AUTO

New car = Jetta vr6 :-)

his demise

Incognito in my dark shades
I can't bare to show my green eyes
Bloodshot veins feed into the black hole
I rise
I fall
I stumble back up on my feet again
And each scrape reminds me
I’m here again
My mind reminds me it’s only me again
My spirit slowly melts away
Master of my own mutiny
Inventor of my solitude
Duchess of my privacy
Rationing my creativity
That way when they come for me
I will have something left for imagery
Because the black hole
Near my green eyes
Has replaced all vibrant hopes
With lies
Pristine
Clean
And serene
I compose myself and leave this daydream
With my hands behind my back
I walk with my head down
Behind this clown they call a man
Because of a man they called a clown
An ego bruised before its prime
Time is unnecessary now
Eyes wide shut as they condemn a spirit
That was once so very sound
Pristine
Clean
And serene
Is how he left this world
So different from that from whence he came
A spirit again, once so carefree
Suddenly immensely tame
Leaving the rest
Incoherently mundane
Incognito in my dark shades
I can't bare to show my green eyes
Bloodshot veins feed into the black hole
I rise,
Simply to fall, finally to my demise.

eyes and ears

Eyes closed

Ears open
I can hear them as they prey on my faults
Knocking my legs from under me
I become diseased with a loss of stability
They mock me
Prod me and poke me
Pick my atmosphere apart openly
Seducing me, factiously
As I sit so solemnly
With my eyes closed
And my ears open
Contemplating
Sincerely hoping
Creative masses
Masking me
Continue on
Tempting me
You’ll see
One day these few fools will generate mutiny
Hypothetically speaking,
Murder to the 1st degree
Forging onwards and upwards
Eventually posting over me
While alone I cower
Because everyone else has aborted this feat
Trust me
While we stood so strong for so long
These chumps have climbed all over
While we became the foundation
They became the snowcap on the mountain
So now I sit here
Numbing the pain
With my eyes closed
And my hands over my ears
I wallow in my own remorse for my kind
Waiting for the floor to crumble under them
Waiting in fear

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An accidental memory

Fingers pinched the tiny speck off of his shoulder

Tossing it to the ground

Warmth of his heart gleamed out through his smile

And I was won

Something told me he searched and found me

In a sea full of lies

High tides

And widely closed eyes

He cried

Waiting for his heroine to save his entire life

In ruins

Swooning every last pair of legs with a vagina that walked on by

He tired of the days past

He ripped his rearview mirror down and threw it out

Focused clearly through the glass

As cars passed

He relaxed

Knowing his heroine was sitting next to him