Thrashing

Feelings are gained, so quickly they're lost,
So far lost at such deep cost.
Confusion the inception,
yet forward the direction.
Onward to pain without heart's discretion.
What I see, I've seen before,
The same broken scene, but without the whore.

A brain rots with regret and rage,
thoughts lash out from inside their cage.
In losing control does the truth come out?
Does it let the anger scream and shout?
Where's the truth in all this rubble?
Where's the end to all this trouble?
I have replaced, and replaced i've been
but I'm bleeding out, despite this grin.
You saw the truth, yet you can't let go,
I've always known I'm just a show.

I'm stuck on you and I don't know why
but I knew no longer could I tell my lie.
Yet deep in me I boil and thrash.
Enough to drink and I became quite rash.
My thoughts were lost, all thought was gone,
from only my soul did my actions spawn.
In a fit of rage and lust and pain
I flooded you with so much rain.
From there I came slowly back
I arose and saw the final crack.

Feelings are gained, so quickly they're lost,
So far lost at such deep cost.
Confusion the inception,
yet forward the direction.
Onward to pain without brain's discretion.
What I see, I've seen before,
The same broken scene, but I'm the whore.

A Bigger Me

Crossed eyes and a crooked grin,
Selling your soul for a goddam tin.
You speak above those below,
a leading ship with trash in tow.
You say you know what is best,
yet there you sit, our total jest.
You work a role few would take,
Yet many a man you do forsake.
When life cant suit your many a need
From those around you suck and feed.
Sucking dry the common man,
You control us where you think you can.
Brought to me as a model,
You've made it clear you're not to coddle.
Striking through the flesh outside
You hit my thoughts where they hide.
Making me what you want to see
I need to breathe, so let me be.

Roll Tide

Where were you when we rolled some tide?
Staying home while we took that ride.
I think that couch absorbed your ass,
Niceties gone, now just sass.
Every day you'll lose your cool,
that box has clearly made-ya a fool.
A night in the woods, or one on the town,
you welcome us back with a bullshit frown.
Holding the opportunity for something great,
yet you yourself determine your fate.
Destiny is an idea and not a game,
real activity is the key to fame.
You have power, but no power you hold.
At every opportunity you'd rather fold.
I can't make you something you're not,
and maybe this is just food for thought.
Get up and go do something new,
we have life once so here's your cue.
Make mistakes and seize the day,
be the sun and gift your ray.
Make the most of our sacred time,
apathy will be your fatal crime.

Whiskers

A brotherhood halved by a single action,
The survivors remain, wholly by faction.
The battle rages without a shot,
tobacco alone, or drugs and pot.
Your cloudy past pollutes the home,
a traitor alive, out on the roam.
A pen did more than knife or spear,
a third strike now our greatest fear.
Sly like a mouse, but more of a rat,
making us ill where once we were fat.
Whiskers your name,
heinous your fame.
Clueless to hate,
yet freedom your fate.
A traitor and a liar,
a seller, yet a crier.

You have no peace in this our castle,
the price you pay not worth the hassle.
Hated by all, yet absorbed by a few,
Ruined alone, by all that you knew.
Smoke and speech have done us in
Open your eyes and see this sin.

Drowning.

With the tightest grips you take me in,

grabbing tight, and stretching thin.

Your existence clear from inception,

you arrival clear at the mention.

My soul your food, your body and life

the unseen wounds sharp as a knife.

My bottles, my trees can't save me here

even at best, you're away with a leer.

You are the ocean, finite and not.

I am the other, so I sit here and rot.

Drowning in pressure I only see blue,

one bad night and that's your cue.

So do I sit and wait on the clock,

or do I face you, here with my glock?

Looming and glooming you wait to arrive,

holding me back where I'm trying to strive.

You show the end, nothing but doom,

holding me back, here in this room.

Those golf balls are hollow, though firm to the touch

as I lead with spirit yet fall on my crutch.

Invisible to all but those you take,

Yet every life you somehow shake.

You are the ocean, you are the sea.

What am I, Why can't I be me?

Confusion

We met in a hurry,
We talked in a flurry,
You sat on my lap,
and you made me your sap.
I left that night with nothing to show,
but that wouldn't be your last time on the row.
Given a week you found your way back,
with a half-hearted smile at each joke I would crack.
Your body exposed, but your mind still in view
making a decision I knew you would rue.
A solemn kiss and my heart in your grip,
while the truth lies at sea, out on a ship.
So there we sat in our blissful hell,
like a salesman out of shit to sell.
So do I live by morals or pleasure,
which does life truly measure?
The beatles know you by a road,
yet I can't forget the thoughts that flowed.

The Ballad of Neal

Now normal's a way I haven't felt in awhile,
They all say they know me, never walking the mile.
On Wednesday you'll find me with Jim for the night,
Always at peace, never wanting to fight.
My best bud calls me from home or from here,
I'm hard pressed to find something left I still fear.
All of the play in Howey 'n' the Hills,
All washed away in my bottle of pills.
And do I do it for the fun or the thrills?
Or do I partake for the thoughts that it kills?
I love so much all these things that I hate,
Can I escape it or is it my fate?

I have my roots in that old peaceful sod,
yet I am now a great golden god.
A worthy brother, and a glorious friend,
I'm living this life 'till its very end.

I live my life by the code of the south,
spreading my art with guitar and mouth.
For what's a man without a code?
A solemn soul along the road.
A road so dark with just one light,
no cars coming, none in sight.
The rules I know are but my own,
for after all my life's on loan.
I take this time for what it is,
enjoying every laugh and kiss.
And when life finds its eternal way,
I'll have no regrets left to say.

The Choices we Make

Life fades away on your darkest day,
Face it bold or shy away.
You can't move past the truth of life,
the pain, the sorrow, and the strife.
But is there more than what we see?
Heaven, God, or just reality?
Faith alone will keep us sane,
a place to put away the pain.
In higher power or your fellow man,
All we know, is we know no plan.
So I preach good deeds, and wish the best,
but I'm just one, and you're the rest.
Who am I to say what's best,
when I can't do more than guess?
Life is true until it's taken,
I just hope it's not forsaken.

Perge!

There's a wall, a wall, a turn and a wall
jump over the ditch, try not to fall.
A familiar smell is drawing me in,
while the large ones above are all cheek and grin.
It feels so wrong indulging in sin,
but there my prize sits, alone in a bin.
I move with speed and the pounce of a cat,
I attained my cheese; the victorious lab rat.

Regally Blonde

Thousands of people know differing pains,
but none alive have held the reigns.
to plead, seed, feed and bleed,
I alone must take the lead.
For I am the monarch, I am the king,
many come and kiss my ring.
But alas this can't revoke the sting,
of seeing my subjects suffering.
For I am the king and sure long may I reign,
but no one else will know my pain.

Don't Tread on Me

I've been tread on, thrown, tossed, and kicked,
selected, loved, prized and picked.
you can find me in any style, shape, color too.
Don't you mind me for I am the shoe.

Fear of a Helot

Bronze and bone, spear and flesh.

The glory in battle will keep you fresh!

We do not toil with the foil, but strike fear with the spear.

We'll draw you out, and flank the rear,

the sound of battle is all we hear!

For we are the Spartan, we are the hoplite,

Onward to hades, hope you welcomed the night.

A Whale of Ambition

To be a whale alone in the sea,
Ambition is halted by reality.
A ship, a boat, a dingy, a craft,
I'll write my ambition here on this draft.
A ship is what I'm meant to be!
Safe at harbor, free at sea!
And to this dream, a wish for me,
My glee won't die with reality.
I'm a whale alone in the sea,
but a ship is what I will be.