Wednesday, January 28, 2015

More

You were a thing I dreamed about
When I found what dreams were for
And then a thing I cried about
When my dreams were nothing more.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Fine

You packed up and left
Did you even look back?
Not a word said to me
When I was such a wreck
So now in my mind
You are just DEAD
And I'm done mourning
You're outta my head.

Don't worry 'bout me, I'm gonna be fine.
Has anyone seen my piece of mind?
Steady as a rock stuck firm in the ground.
You say I'm all talk, but you're not around
To pick up the pieces if I fall apart.
Don't worry 'bout me, I don't need a heart.

It's easy for me
To move on with my life
As easy as you
And your ugly ass wife
Cuz now in my mind
You are just DEAD
Your fucking snoring
Is outta my bed.

Don't worry 'bout me, I'm gonna be fine.
Has anyone seen my piece of mind?
Steady as a rock stuck firm in the ground.
You say I'm all talk, but you're not around
To pick up the pieces if I fall apart.
Don't worry 'bout me, I don't need a heart.

I'm gonna be
Fine fine fine
Even though you're not
Mine mine mine.
Just give me some
Wine,
And I'll show you I'm
FINE.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Wake Up

Wake up
Put on a clean old shirt
Pretend the world
Doesn't make me hurt

Don't look
At those around me
Their pain displayed
For anyone to see
The raw nerves
Unshielded flesh
Stick a fork in me
I'm done.

Go to sleep
In the same old shirt
Dream a world
Where I am unhurt
See a friend
I forgot long ago
Jump off a cliff
Land in Mexico
The soft fall
The open air

Wake up
Put on the same old day
Pretend there is
Something new to say.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

I Think, Therefore...

He says I think too much
But to me that is like saying
You exist too much
How could a thought ever be too much,
But a kiss or touch too little?

He says I'm afraid to be hurt
And maybe that's true
But why is it wrong to be safe with a heart?

There is a quiet
To being alone
A peace so often overlooked
In the worry of being lonely.

Is a life lived alone less valid, less real
Than a love of convenience
For a body to hold at night?


Don't mind me, I think too much.