Today is Today#1Today is today not tomorrowBut in a sense today is gone and today is tomorrowThe next day has come with day break on its torn battered wingsas the old day is left behind.Turn clocks back to relive that time againor watch it tick away and watch it pass by every single day.#2scarecrows mistaken for people,#3Stactic Lullbye#4The sound feels like words hitting against the eardrums and the words tastes like acid falling on and from the tongue.
X and YGod is not here today. said the man.He is just in your head, but he left today.Watch me now.Watch me now, as I blow your mind.not with words but with a bullet.God is a lie, written on a bullet.And you are the sheep, going home to die tonight.The cross is an X, everyone.Now lets all join hands.X and Y equals the genes in our sexuality confused minds.I fuck not to love, but to get fucked up both outsideand inside my weak mind.Written: 08.26.09
Face Downwe all float face down, looking at another world off in the distance.Can you help me before I float off.Face forward with a look of dispair and a hint of jealously lurking in the air.Giving meaning to life, while tearing it down.Lets just let everything hang in the air, exposed and out there.Theres no other word for hurt and wanting to die from the inside.Pick me up and wash the pain away.Written: 08.26.09
Tick Tick Boom#1Losted in thought, losted in this state of mind that hides the real design.In a web, in a bind that ties. Everything looks normal on the outside.I'll find the reason, let me count the ways things go in and out without leaving no trace behind.----------#2In my mind, I see you hacked into two. With eyes not looking skyward but sideways, to the ground. As if you know theres no God, no hope, no heaven. And your broken body is the proof of that. From this day forward your blood will stain the ground, there to remain the rest of the century, taking lives and tearing down Jesus's name. It was not suppose to be this way but just the same it was the fucking outcome. The axe makes a tearing sound as bones meets it. The skin tears away so easily, exposing the inside like it was never suppose to be. It did not begin this way but it sure end this way. Did life feel silky as it slip out of your hand. or was it like a heavy bomb pulling you under and ticking away...until it said, "Time's up"
Candy and SweetsI don't understand why your daughter can't have candy and sweetsbut instead you can have your smokes and drinksslowly killing her, as you sit in the same room with herit's just like her fate is sealed with every breath you stealyour cigarette is like bullets waiting to do a driveby on herlike missles that go through the smoke ring you blow at herher eyes losted the color of bluebut instead trun into the color of asheslittle girl sometimes I doubt you will see the world like I doyou don't see the evil and the hurt they do to youI feel for youIn the end it's just me and you but then again you blow away like ashes...leaving a scent of smoke on your wake.Written: 08.19.09
MimeVoice unheard and unheed. Sand truned pitch black with blood spilled. Torn lips and broken hearts.------------------Not speaking outloud and writing instead in words that go unspoken. Voice with no sound. Mind is on repeat with thoughts and ideas that are unsound. Emotions, Feelings conveyed into words printed never seeing the light of day, never going to be someone other than a self tortured soul. Walking around with a two face, one a mask with cracks the other a mime. Mimicking life. Living this life thats a lie.Written: 08.18.0910:03pm