Life is hard baby girl.

When will you learn

That it’s just going to get harder as the years pass you by?

There’s no need to cry baby girl

This is just the way of this damn stubborn world,

We all live to die.

No we will never know why

Yet we scream all our questions to a silent dark sky.

You’re running in circles,

Straight into the ground,

But you do it so softly

No one ever hears a sound,

Until you hit that rock bottom

And it all crashes down.

Do you have any idea what you’re doing right now?

There’s no need to cry baby girl

This is just the way of this damn stubborn world,

We all live to die.

No we will never know why

Yet we scream all our questions to a silent dark sky.

You’re wondering if anybody’s listening,

If they can hear you call out.

How could they let this happen?

What have you done so wrong?

But the pen is in your hands my darling,

You write your own song.

The road we all travel is rough and it’s long,

There’s no telling where it leads,

But we keep going on.

There’s no need to cry baby girl

This is just the way of this damn stubborn world,

We all live to die.

Oh yes I remember days

Sitting around

Talking about how we would one day get out.

Yes I remember high hopes and lofty dreams.

When did we learn the taste of dirt?

When did we figure out how to hurt?

Oh when did we fall so far down?

Forever in a cage of your own making;

Why am I the only one whose heart is breaking?

Please remember with me

All the things you wanted to be,

The places we said we’d go.

Yes I know,

The world has broken all of us down;

But even crippled I’ll cross this broken ground

I just wish it wasn’t alone.

So young with high hopes and lofty dreams,

How long ago it seems.

Now the hole you said you’d never dig

Has gotten too big,

All I can hope is that it doesn’t become your grave.

I wish I could save

I wish there was a spark to turn to flame

But I can’t push what isn’t there.

Can you even remember,

Our high hopes and lofty dreams?

How we always said tomorrow

But tomorrow has come and gone.

Now all that remains

Are shadows and old songs.

I took my tomorrow

And I made it my today

And even crippled with dust in my mouth

I can smile because I found a way out.

You beg me, “Please don’t go

I can’t stand the pain.”

You promise softly that you’ll never hurt again.

But your touch bruises,

Your kisses sting,

And it will always be the same.

This fear in me I fear

Will never fade away.

Beg me to lie here,

Your bloody sacrifice,

Beg me to die here

So maybe you can one day make it right.

You break my wings

So I can’t take flight;

You tear my soul to shreds

All to try to bind me to you

But I think I would rather be dead.

I’ll take my freedom,

Whatever the cost.

I may stumble,

I may feel lost

But away from you my wings will heal.

My skin will once again learn to feel

Something pleasant instead of pain.

Away from you I will learn to smile again.

I have no need for harmful hands

And acid kisses.

Love should not cause harm.

So I’m heading for the hills

Setting off every alarm

To tell them all

A monster that hurts

Does not love.

(I went back and read some old poems of mine and this one just struck me. I hope you enjoy it.)

New Shore

Now you understand,

It’s all on you.

You’re the only one that can make the call;

How will these pieces fall?

No I don’t want to be the one who says goodbye,

Don’t want to be the reason for tears in those eyes,

But because of you I’ve cried an ocean

And sailed across it;

Now I’m standing on a distant shore calling out for you.

The only question now,

Is what will you do?

       [Oh I do still want,

         I do still desire,

         And maybe I shouldn’t,

         But I can’t help myself.]

There just isn’t any way for me to go home now,

You burned every timber to the ground.

I miss the warmth of those halls I knew so well

Because out on this new shore line it’s cold as hell.

But there is no place left to go.

Will you bring me back home?

I fought so hard,

Tooth and nail,

Left with a broken ship and torn sails,

I wanted to fight the tide,

Tried so hard to not cross this ocean wide;

Finally I had to do something to survive.

So I hope you know,

If I never see you again

This was everything to me dear friend.

A sweet song I’ve never heard,

And I’ll always remember every word.

I’ll take one moment of beauty,

Along with its scars,

Then to have never known who you are.

If the ocean between us is too treacherous and deep

On separate shores we will weep;

But in my heart a piece of this I’ll keep,

A warm ember glowing all my life,

Something to help warm me on my new shore’s cold nights.

Sometimes I just love the silence;
A moment to reflect on my inner violence,
To lick the bleeding wounds
And look at the flowering bruises.
A quick inventory of the things you never see.
Because the broken never heal my darling;
We simply keep on living
Like ghosts among those that are complete,
Always fighting a battle
Of which we are to never speak.
Because the world does not have ears
That care to hear of these inner civil wars
And the casualties that they cause.
It does not have the time to take a moment to pause
To hear the cries of the broken children;
Abandoned by some ideal life
Of being an All American Husband
Or a shiny house wife.
No it never listens to the children of No,
That beg and scream for more.
Yet the children of Yes live off the blood
Streaming from our fingertips that try to claw out of this grave.
Who will stop and care to save?
Before we fade into the lives we always knew we would have;
Void of any American Dream,
Buried under our silent screams,
Forgotten casualties of this invisible war.

I’m thankful for the things I can’t explain;
For the people I don’t need to name,
They know who they are.
I’m thankful for the quiet times,
And the laugh all nights.
I’m thankful for the beautiful highs,
And even the murky lows,
I’m thankful for the, “I told you so’s,”
For the letting go’s;
For the scars that hold
A lesson learned,
I’m thankful for a steel guitar,
That sends me to a special place
Deep in my heart.
I’m thankful for the lonely dark,
And the friend filled days.
I’m thankful for you,
In so many ways.
I’m thankful for memory lane;
For the times I cried for joy
Instead of pain.
I’m thankful for arms to hold
Me when I’m knocked off my feet.
I’m thankful for my old friends,
And the ones I’ve yet to meet.
I’m thankful for my sorted past
And the trail I’m about to blaze.
I’m thankful for the lazy days
And the ones in which hells been raised.
I’m thankful for the ones I love
The ones here and the ones above.

I’m thankful for these little things