The fabrics of our lives,
come undone as we get older.
Maybe that explains,
why some of us get colder.

I'm not really sure,
how to put these words together.
I'm just hoping when I'm done,
that I feel a little better.

There's a piano right in front of me,
but I can't play a chord.
No melody, no timing,
just me banging away at the keys.

They've been telling me that everything,
is going to be alright.
They've been telling me that everything,
get's better with time.

But I'm living here on borrowed time.
I don't know how much longer I have.

If I sit and wait, I'll waste away,
I'd much rather fight for each day,
I'd much rather fight off the pain,
than sit here hoping it stops.

But for the time,
I guess I'll write,
about everything,
every step of the fight.

If I live to tell,
this tragic tale,
these words will matter to someone,
who feels the same.

****
you
for
not
knowing
me
For
not
understanding
For
not
caring
For
breaking
me
down
****
you
f­­or
nothing
For
not
believing
For
not
seeing
For
nothing
****
you­
****
you
****
you
****
you
****
you
and
****
me

I found myself,
trapped,
in a dream,
where I then found myself.
I was happy,
but I was dreaming,
and I knew it.
So was the happiness real?
I then found myself,
not wanting to leave the dream.
So I did not.
Unreal happiness.

I wish I could **** myself,
I just don't have the guts.
I'm afraid of pain so I avoid any form of self mutilation,
I just wish I had it in me to get over the pain and do it because the pain in my chest is so much worse than the pain I'd feel.
I don't hate,
I love everyone,
I love everything,
I just hate my life.
It's been 5 years since my first hospitalization,
they put me on medications,
told me I'd feel better.
It's been five years.
Nothing has changed.
I'm still living the same life,
with the same feelings,
with the same self hatred,
the same indescribable pain in my chest.
I'm just waiting for something,
anything,
a sign,
a glimmer of hope,
a reason to believe,
a reason to finally do it.
This isn't really a cry for help,
just another poem.

Cut off your tongue,
take those secrets to the grave.
The ideas in your head,
were not made for these days.

It's terrifying,
the silence over this house.
It's almost as loud,
as the scurrying mouse.

Don't feel lost,
but feel distraught.
I love you now,
I love you not.

It's simple,
human behavior.
Just know I'm not,
a silk wearing savior.

I'll let you in,
and I'll kick you out.
I'll take your breath,
so you cannot shout.

I'll abuse you,
till you're heart is blue.
And there is nothing,
that you can do.

And I'll move on,
to the next in line.
Oh, I'll move on,
in no time.

But as for you,
I'll keep you mine.
And abuse your heart,
like it's a crime.

I met a girl with all the love in the world,
But nowhere to lend it
She banks it away everyday
Dreaming of where to spend it

Do you remember my name?
I know I've been far away.

Can you remember my name?
You still look the same.

You look the same as the day,
I went away.

I know I feel,
just the same,
as the day,
I went away.

Do you feel?
Do you feel the same?
Tell me,
do you remember my name?

Hello, how do you feel?
Tell me this isn't real.

You left me, for another man
where do I stand?

You look the same as the day,
I went away.

I know I feel,
just the same,
as the day,
I went away.

Do you feel?
Do you feel the same?
Tell me,
do you remember my name?

There is,
no way,
out of,
this implosion.

Surviving,
and thriving,
on limited,
natural resources.
How long can we survive?

Machines tear,
into the forest.
Consuming all,
that we have.
A war on nature,
come join the attack.

Evil, money hungry corporations,
causing all the hectic devastation.
They watch the fall,
of it all.

Happiness is not about the money that you think you need.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

Animals with no home or shelter,
flee and cry.
What I've seen, it is the truth,
and truth can't lie.

Machines tear,
into the forest.
Consuming all,
that we have.
A war on nature,
come join the attack.

Evil, money hungry corporations,
causing all the hectic devastation.
They watch the fall,
of it all.

Happiness is not about the money that you think you need.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

There is no escape from time.
We've committed the wrongs, committed the crimes.
Now it's our turn, our turn to die.
We've committed the wrongs, committed the crimes.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

There is no escape from time.
We've committed all the wrongs, committed all the crimes.

Known and unknown
Charted and uncharted
Land and sea
One built to the ocean line
The other untouched and free
One made with patterns
Design and corners
The other is shapeless
Natural and irregular
The free form border that washes to and fro
And goes deep as death
Yet holds more life than me
Untouched and unscathed
It can never be owned by man
And he who tries to make his mark
Will have it washed away with the sand

We live,
in hypocrisy.
We want,
real democracy.
But we,
are lost in all,
the ******* that,
we are fed today.

Blinded,
by Capitalism.
As our country,
becomes a **** prison.
Greed has,
taken over our world,
there will be no justice,
til our voices are heard.

Cheated,
our voices,
are suppressed.
Hollow elected candidates do what is necessary to make themselves look best.

Censored,
we only hear,
half the truth.
Or maybe that's just the ******* that they forecast to come down in buckets on every roof.

**** the police,
but practice safe ***.
Having babies,
can make quite a mess.
Don't do drugs,
only *******.
And everything,
will be okay.

Oh I met a girl,
and she is really great.
There's nothing about her,
I could ever hate.

She's perfect to me,
but we can never be.

She's absolutely gorgeous,
and has beautiful brown eyes.
She's always fun to be with,
and he smiles always shines.

She's perfect to me,
but we can never be.

So if you're ever lonely,
just call me,
I'm always,
here for you.

You never cease to amaze me,
you're amazing,
and it's true,
I love you.

Spring is beautiful.
Full hills,
green.
Round;
soft as breast.
And then,
the leaves,
breakout on the trees.
The petals drop,
carpet the Earth,
pink and white.
Behind the fruitfulness,
are men,
who experiment with seeds.
Men of chemistry,
men of disease.
Men at the borders,
men who quarantine.
These are "great men".
Driving the Earth to produce!
My God!
There is a crime here,
there is a sorrow here,
that weeping cannot symbolize!
There is a failure here,
that topples our success!
The fertile Earth,
dying.
In the eyes of the people,
failure.

I'm not claiming that I'm a genius,
but society is pretty dumb.
We pretty much are just like monkeys,
and we both have opposable thumbs.

I never wanna see,
I never wanna see,
I never wanna see your face again.

I'm not saying I hate you,
but I hate your ******* guts.
You're absolutely crazy,
and you drive me ******* nuts.

I never wanna see,
I never wanna see,
I never wanna see your face again.

I'm not claiming we're violent,
but we do love our guns.
It's easy to go to war,
when society's completely numb.

I never wanna see,
I never wanna see,
I never wanna see your face again.

I'm not saying I'm sane,
but society seems really dumb.
They may be real irresponsible,
but they look like they're having fun.

My quiet is quite unruly,
I feel you stare right through me.
I want to walk by you dear,
but you seem so far from here.

You slip right through the crowd,
the music blaring loud.
You take me by the hand,
and show me how to dance.
I'm a fool on my feet.
So this is how,
we finally meet.

Don't let me go,
I have to know,
what exactly did I do wrong?

Before you leave,
hear my final plea,
I love you more than anything in this town,
or all around.

The night was wild,
we were on fire,
nothing could make me,
feel much higher.
How can anyone act so cool,
around me,
I'm such a fool.

We make our way home,
through the wind and cold.
The sound of sirens in streets,
drowns out our dragging feet.
I hope you are my love,
before we end,
and this night is done.

I'm lost, alone,
without a home.
Your eyes fade in and out of the skies.

My hands are cold,
without yours here.
I never want to live alone,
or in fear.

I want to write about life,
about sunflowers and oceans of grass.
Mountains towering over the skyscrapers,
nature towering over man.
The elixir of love and the joy of the sun.
I want to write about opening doors,
light at the end of the tunnel,
life outside,
outside this,
but I can't help but want to write about the pain,
the discord in the notes of my life,
the beer bottles across the room,
lined up in a row,
a long row.
It's 3am and I'm eating a bag of cheese puffs,
and I hate myself.
I look down at myself,
the lumpy shell that is my body.
Looks like jello stuffed in a plastic bag that's about to burst.
I know it can get better,
I know it can.
Unfolded clothes blanketing the floors,
pockets of trash and missed opportunities,
where am I?
How did I get here?
What went wrong?

Rotted, spoiled,
like a piece of bad meat.
In need of oil,
like a rusty machine.

Gears won't turn,
fire won't burn.
Can you keep me burning?
Keep my gears turning?

I'm alone,
everyday,
thoughts surround,
my mind in waves.

I don't know,
if there's a way,
to save myself,
from my own hate.

Always fear,
the end is near,
but it keeps turning,
and I keep living,
unwilling.

Crusted over,
my eyes are closed.
There's nothing worth,
seeing anymore.

I just walk this Earth,
blind and empty.
Wondering why,
did God send me?

I need to,
get away,
from this broken,
burnt up place.

If you want,
come with me,
we can leave here,
be set free.

I'm not staying,
in this hell,
I'm better off dead,
than myself.

What if I could float away,
and never touch the ground again?
What if I could fly away,
and never see your face again?

Would you even be lonely?
Would you even need me,
to be there?
Would you even care?

Would you even feel sorry,
for what you said to me,
the other day?
Before you walked away.

You will never ever,
ever, ever,
ever be sorry.

And I have never ever,
ever ever,
been so lonely.

I will never ever,
ever, ever,
be the same again.

And I never ever,
ever, ever,
want to see your face again.

What if I could hide away,
without any consequence?
What if I ran away,
would you still feel so innocent?

Her heels tap on the sidewalk,
on a cool summer night.
And her dress sparkles,
under the street light.
She just follows the road,
got nowhere to go.

Black car pulls up next to her,
flashes the head lights.
They discuss what he wants,
she knows this isn't right.
But she continues with it anyway,
it's just her average day.

She gives him what he wants,
like a present on Christmas day.
It's not like she has a choice,
she has to play his game.
And so she plays from sundown,
to sunrise the next day.

In the morning, when the sun rises,
she's gone like the wind.
Heads to the local church,
knows that she has sinned.
But she'll continue the next day,
it's her only source of pay.

And when night falls,
she'll start over again.
She'll find another guy,
that she will call her friend.
The cycle goes on forever,
man, it never ends.

My wife always nags me.
This seems to be a problem with most women I marry.
Or most women in general.
They all nag me.
I'm laid back.
Or as my past wives say,
"lazy".
Sure, you could say that,
but I prefer the term,
laid back.
Anyway,
so my wife is always nagging me.
"Do the dishes" she says.
"Do the laundry" she says.
"Vacuum the house" she says.
Eventually, I would do it.
But the nagging got worse.
"Fix the squeaky front door" she says.
"Clean out the gutters" she says.
"Sort the trash from the recyclables" she says.
Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore.
I had enough.
So I took my wife,
and threw her in a vat of acid.
I watched as her skin slowly melted off her body,
like ice cream melting on an ice cream cone,
minus the stickiness.
I watched her hair dry up,
and disintegrate into nothing.
Her fingernails slowly fell off,
and her eyes began to slip out of her head,
as she let out a final scream.
She looked just as beautiful as she did the first day I met her.
My eyes feasted on the greatness before them,
although it does get kind of boring after the fourth time.
Nonetheless, I still enjoyed it.
There's nothing like throwing your half asleep wife in a vat of acid on a cold Sunday morning.

Velvet halls,
I can hear them singing.
Just to be home,
would be a blessing.

To hold you in the sheets,
and rub our cold feet,
is all I want right now.

We will grow old,
just not together.

Tell Benjamin that I love him,
and tell my mom she is my world.
Tell my sister I missed her,
and tell my brother he's a ****.

I can feel myself leaving,
don't let me go,
don't let me go,
don't let me go.

Traveled across the world,
traveled to see my baby girl.
My one and only love,
sent down from the heavens above.

Our love was perfect,
nothing could hurt it.
So we traveled the world,
traveled with my baby girl.

Do you remember our love?
Do you remember the morning sun?
Do you remember Venice,
do you remember our final kiss?

Spent our lives together,
for what felt like forever.
But forever wasn't enough,
when the going got tough.

You gave up on me,.
in Venice, Italy.
Spent our lives together,
a wasted forever.

Do you remember our love?
Do you remember the morning sun?
Do you remember Venice,
do you remember our final kiss?

Splinters of hate,
exploding from your lips,
impaling skin.

Blood tastes sweet,
so sweet.

Everyone wants to be a revolutionary,
a hero, a martyr, or more.
Empty minds seeking an empty prize,
of fame and boundless glory.

Everyone wants to be a wiseman,
without searching for the wisdom.
Everyone wants to break free,
from their phony societal prison.

Everyone wants to be loaded,
without having to earn the dough.
A tax or two will surely do,
those ***** capitalists will eat crow!

Everyone wants to change the world,
without having to change themselves.
Everyone wants everything,
except to be ourselves.

Between the lines and letters,
lies the lies of liars past.
Invisible doctrines printed in their blood,
words not printed will fade fast.

Did the forefathers forbear an open mind?
Or did they ever question their own kind?

No, they fought for the freedom of all,
and I am sure if they saw us now,
close minded, case closed, decided,
they would probably take a final bow,
and toll the liberty bell,
before shooting themselves,
and ascending to high hell.

Innocence,
is irrelevant.
With bleeding eyes,
we look up at the skies.

We're waiting,
and waiting,
and waiting.
Waiting for the sky, to finally die.

Gentlemen,
ladies and gentles,
please take a seat,
we're starting the show.

It's about,
the end of the world,
which was predicted,
many years ago.

Thousands of years ago,
we predicted the end of the world.
We stopped making calenders,
thinking it was over.

Somehow we could predict,
the end of all mankind,
but we could not create,
electricity.

Gentlemen,
ladies and gentlemen,
we're now waiting,
for the show to start.

It's about,
the end of the world,
which was predicted,
many years ago.

Thousands of years ago,
we predicted the end of the world.
We stopped making calenders,
thinking it was over.

Somehow they could predict,
the end of all mankind,
but we must remember,
they thought the world was flat.

We've waited,
and waited,
and waited,
so long.
Waiting for the sky,
to finally die.

Somehow we, could predict,
the end of all mankind,
but we could, not create,
electricity.

Somehow they, could predict,
the end of all mankind.
But we must, remember,
they thought the world was flat.

The night is quiet,
the moon illuminates the sky.
The snow gleams under the moonlight,
the icicles sparkle like diamonds.

I sit on the porch,
staring at the cloudless evening sky.
How could anyone ever make out the stars?
They all look the same through teary eyes.

The long Alaskan roads are barren on cold, wintry nights.
Every night is a cold, wintry night.
I wait for someone,
anyone,
to come mend this broken heart.

The tears in my eyes freeze as they fall down my cheeks.
The frigid wind whips against my face.
The rocking chair creeks as I wait,
and wait,
and wait.

To feel the warmth of you again,
in nights so cold, and black,
I would sin over and over again,
but for now I wait,
and wait,
and wait.

I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.

And it looks to me,
looks like we,
ain't takin' a break.

The sand in the wind,
oh how it stings,
like a *****.

I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.

The sun, it dries,
my skin like,
a ******' raisin.

And I'm going blind,
from the sun shine,
in my eyes.

I need water,
but no, manslaughter,
is our first objective.

And I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.

I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.

War is a suicide,
of the body and the mind,
releasing spirits to the sky,
war is a suicide.

War is a suicide,
a fatal sacrifice,
of a life.

When all the stars align,
will we realize,
that it is time,
to end war.

How can man,
sacrifice his life,
for a falling mankind.

How can man,
risk it all,
just to fall.

War is a suicide,
a fatal sacrifice,
of a life.

When all the stars align,
will we realize,
that it is time,
to end war.

We're hungry for war,
we're hungry for more,
we're hungry for gore.

We're the mass murderers,
we're the world killers,
we're the war mongers.

How can man,
sacrifice his life,
for a falling mankind.

How can man,
risk it all,
just for the great fall.

War is a suicide,
a fatal sacrifice,
of a life.

When all the stars align,
will we realize,
that it is time,
to end war.

War is a suicide,
of the body and the mind,
releasing spirits to the sky,
war is a suicide.

The world is thinking about you today.
How you're doing,
where you are.
Are you happy?
Are you far?
The world is thinking about you today.

The world is thinking about you today.
Did you dream?
Did you crawl?
Through the muck and the mire?
Do you have it all?
The world is thinking about you today.

The world is thinking about you today.
Breathe it in, breathe it out.
Let the warm air fill your lungs,
let the fire burn like a thousand suns.

The world is thinking about you today.

I'm breaking bonds,
I'm healing scars,
I'm making my way out here.

I'm fighting for,
what I deserve,
let me make myself clear.

I'm rising up,
I'm making waves,
I've got a life,
that I'm not gonna waste.

I'll take two steps,
for every negative,
for every word they've said,
that put me down.

This world is raw,
it's fresh for the taking,
and I'm gonna take it,
and make the best of it.

I'm rising up,
I'm making waves,
This life is nothing worth wasting.

Debates, filled with hate,
candidates, go irate.
Put it on national television,
for everyone to see.
Make a disgrace,
of our beloved country.

News lies,
babies cry,
watching innocent people die.
The world falls apart in front of your face,
with issues like the economy, borders, and race.

The news lies,
babies cry,
watch our innocent people die.
The world falls apart in front of your face,
with issues like the economy, borders, and race.

******, scams, and robbery,
all over the **** TV.
Bias reports on politics,
this is how we get our kicks.

Violence, lies, and trickery,
overload the dying TV.
You will soon find,
they’re hypnotizing our weak minds.

News lies,
babies cry,
watching innocent people die.
The world falls apart in front of your face,
with issues like the economy, borders, and race.

The news lies,
babies cry,
watch our innocent people die.
The world falls apart in front of your face,
with issues like the economy, borders, and race.

Don’t try to misguide,
the evidence we provide.
Don’t try to hide,
your disgusting genocide.

Don’t try to hide,
don’t hide,
don’t hide,
don’t hide,
don’t hide,
don’t hide,
don’t hide,
your nationwide genocide.
Genocide, genocide

News lies,
babies cry,
watch those innocent people die.
Stand to the side,
watch a genocide.

I can feel the waves flowing through me,
the vibes you let off, they consume me,
your soft blue eyes stare into me.
Releasing my soul,
you make me whole.

Your presence has me paralyzed,
my inner feelings, on the rise,
your eyes shine like the starry skies.
The love you give me,
it sets me free.

Your touch has left me numb,
your love is like no one's.
You are my one desire,
and your love, it lifts me higher.

I don't want to go any further without you.
There's nothing that I'd rather do,
than be with you.

We'll travel far, and we'll travel wide, and we will fight.
Our love is strong,
more powerful than an atom bomb.

I'm fighting this fall and I'm losing,
your lips touch mine, and they soothe me,
I have no idea what I'm doing.
I'm blind to your love,
a song unsung.

You have me coming undone,
and I think I'm in love.
This feeling is a fire,
and it keeps lifting me higher.

And in that moment, I was her.
It was like her conscious, her perception began expanding,
and ballooned, consuming everyone in the room,
as she sifted through the sepia toned pictures.
Suddenly time slowed and the waves outside got louder,
it drowned out all other noises except her voice,
hesitant to recall yet eager to reminisce,
as recollections of her past flashed before her eyes,
out of her mouth, and into my head,
where I could see them,
sepia toned, vivid, just like the pictures.

When I was absorbed I was hit by two tones,
one being the tone of sepia,
which soaked the memories splashed before me,
and the other being the tone of joyous death.
The sepia was the color of the pictures and the tone of the mood,
while joyous death was the joy we found in reminiscing the dead.

The waves washed away the memories when her voice ceased,
I returned to Earth as they exhaled their last trembling breath.

Fear in the bones,
fears I know,
all too well.

The chaos is raw,
what's wrong,
with me.

My legs are numb,
I can't run,
trapped.

I see the fire,
burning higher,
burn alive.

Cease all ****** functions,
I've reached a junction,
I'm through.

Surrender to it,
say you knew it,
I'm weak.

I can't wait to watch society crumble,
under the weight of their own ignorance.

Mannequin models shrivel and turn to dust,
just like the rest of us.
And political figures get tangled in lies,
and strangle themselves,
leading to their demise.
Muscle head gym members workout to death,
their muscles explode,
and their ego's implode.
And bible thumpers cry out for Jesus as they pray,
in churches set a blaze.
I can't wait for our not so glorious fall,
and you want to know why?

Because I'm sick of standing up for a society that doesn't try.

We say that we aren't the degenerate generation,
that we are lovers and fighters,
that will fight for what we love,
but in the end,
everyone is still acting like the same ******* they were the day before.

So I'm done defending you,
society.

Go **** yourselves,
and destroy the greatest gift in the universe,
because frankly,
I don't care if you do anymore.

Live by the sword,
die by the sword.
Ancients words,
with a modern meaning.

Quiet soldiers,
afraid to speak,
stand at attention,
and receive orders to ****.

And what is evil?
Is it killing a man,
or the blood on your hands?
Or maybe the fact that you stand on sacred grounds.

A necessary evil,
maybe so.
But to go out and decimate,
the sacred lands of a million men,
just may be a bit unnecessary.  

They live by the sword,
only to die by the sword,
so why don't we?

We live by the sword,
but deny the sword,
when it is forced upon our throats.

We cry out ****** ******,
flailing our arms in the air,
as we arm ourselves for war.

Maybe it's time we realized,
we are no exception.

We live by the sword,
and so we shall die by the sword.

And it's only a matter of time.

See the man on the TV,
talking to you and me.
Hear his words, so enticing,
they almost make you believe.

The world is slowly burning,
we need a savior now.
People want to believe,
but they just don't know how.

Far inside big closed doors,
sit politicians and liars.
They scheme and plot our persuasion,
and we just put on our blinders.

This cycle is getting old now,
perpetual lies and commitments.
Just set the world on fire,
and we promise we'll sit through it.

Nothings going to change here,
we don't mind burning alive.
Just make sure we all get,
a fair slice of the pie.

I can feel you,
radiating unto me.

Love and pain,
we go unseen.

You're my plutonium,
my queen.

I'm nothing,
a dying ****,
maybe.

Pull me up,
roots and all please.

In the hole,
plant a seed.

Watch it grow,
watch it bleed.

Heal its wounds,
make it believe,
then toss it aside,
when it becomes a ****,
like me.

Welcome to the new day,
where a man who disagrees with you is a fascist.
Welcome to the new age,
where the internet has flourished so much that it has overgrown its garden *** and encompassed us all in fear and misleading one liners written by hellbent agenda pushing wordsmiths looking to smite your words with their hammers so they can claim their free speech is being silenced.

A mass ******, of killings.
It truly is, a wicked thing.
You'll never see us, surrendering.
Not until the war is over.

Thousands of soldiers, marching along.
What they don't know is, they'll soon be gone.

I've seen many men, go to war.
And I can't take it, anymore.
I'm not an adversary, to war.
Only when necessary.

Thousands of soldiers, marching along.
What they don't know is, they'll soon be gone.
Hope keeps them marching, fearless and strong.
But, they don't know that, they'll soon be gone.

Silence falls, over the battlefield.
The time has come, your fate is sealed.
We have to fight, we cannot run.
The time has come, the war has begun.

Thousands of soldiers, marching along.
What they don't know is, they'll soon be gone.
Hope keeps them marching, fearless and strong.
But, they don't know that, they'll soon be gone.

Thousands of soldiers, marching along.
Raiding small towns, during the early dawn.
Hate keeps them killing, fearless and wrong.
The government controls them, they are its pawns.

I love,
and we're unbreakable.
We kiss,
and we're untouchable.

I think,
of all that's possible.
We run,
and we're invincible.

I want this to live on,
but it won't if we're pretending.
I want this to end well,
but I can't remember the ending.

I fear,
and we are weakened.
We fall,
what are we seeking?

Something to save this,
something to hold us together.
Something insane,
something that will last forever.

Piece together the story,
write up a masterpiece,
just don't forget,
the ending.

I found the reason for all our lies,
to cover up our ****** up minds,
to cover up all the crimes,
committed by mankind over time.

We ****, corrupt, and capitalize,
on all the forsaken, innocent cries,
and then we try to rationalize,
our reason for profiting from their demise.

The blood is on the hands of the mindless,
sitting back, thinking these issues are timeless,
do you really think the people are buying this?
Do you really think you can keep us blinded?

No more closed doors, no more closed minds,
we need someone willing to walk the line,
someone willing to argue both sides,
someone willing to lead us, not hide.

No more government fundraiser *****,
no more vacations, answer the call,
this nation needs someone to stand strong and tall,
this nation needs us,
the people
one nation,
under God,
indivisible,
with liberty,
and justice,
for all.

You were the sun,
that I revolved around.
You were the gravity,
that kept me on the ground.

The silence in this house,
is deafening to my ears.
I lost the warmness I once felt,
when you were near.

The sheets are cold every night,
without you next to me.
Is this how the rest of my life,
is going to have to be?

No more goodmorning hugs,
no playing in the rain.
No more goodnight kisses,
to take away the pain.

What am I supposed to do,
without you!?
I can't live this life,
without you by my side!

I'll never be,
in love again.
I'll wait forever,
to see you again.
No one can replace,
the sun in my space.

Do you remember those days,
we went out of our way,
to pack delicious lunches,
and meet in the fields.

We'd talk about our lives,
and wrestle in the sea,
of tall green grass,
just you and me.

When the wind whispers in your ear,
and the sun fades behind the trees,
please remember those days we spent,
out in the fields.

Oh the nights we spent out there,
in the fields, without a care.
Gazing at all the stars, aligned,
just you and I.

And the mornings when I awoke,
to you by my side,
those mornings were,
some of the best of my life.

When the wind whispers in your ear,
and the sun fades behind the trees,
please remember those days we spent,
out in the fields.

But my time here is withering away,
so with these last words,
I just want to tell you today,
that you are my world.

And when I go,
please remember me...

When the wind whispers in your ear,
and the sun fades behind the trees,
please remember those days we spent,
out in the fields.

Mankind is bleeding inside,
and we pretend that we don't know why,
we are the creators of our own demise.

Our scars continue to grow,
and become unhealable,
like death, we're the black crow.

When will someone reveal,
that we steal human life.

It can't be any more obvious,
we are deaths kiss,
open your eyes!

Open your eyes!

We take,
****,
pillage and more.
We treat nature like she's our *****.

Pollute,
salute,
support the corporation.
It's most likely run by another nation.

When we,
fall into the sea,
and leave behind,
no trace of mankind,
then nature will be free.
Only then,
Mother Nature will be free...

Open you eyes!
**Open your eyes!

Where did the day go?
Walking down the cobbled road,
I held you within my arms,
barriers against all harm.

Where did the sunset go?
Glimmering bay beside the town,
bustling crowds gather round,
to see the beauty.

Where did the fireworks go?
Lighting up the evening sky,
whistling through the summer air,
reflecting in your beautiful brown eyes.

Where did the day go?
Lost in my brainwaves, it flows,
back into my conscious mind,
it has me wondering...

Where did you go?

Where were you that frightful day,
when they flew the planes into the towers?
Can you remember the exact place,
or even the exact minute and hour?

Where were you on that dreadful day,
when millions wept and mourned as one?
What did you do, what did you say,
or did you pray under the rising sun?

Where were you on that horrific day,
when the world stopped turning and TV's tuned in.
Did you sit and watch from far away,
or did you call family to see if they were okay?

Where were you on that grim day,
when two thousand nine hundred and seventy seven died?
Did you see the look on the peoples faces,
as they watched the people fall from up high?

Where were you on that sunny day,
when the smoke cleared and the flag was raised?
When a country stood tall, united as one,
unbreakable under the evening sun, and prayed.

Where were you on that September day,
when an unbreakable country grew stronger?
You are in our heart, forever and always,
victims of 9/11, our memories live on.

What is being sane?
When everyone goes insane,
and you do not,
you are the odd one out.
And when you are the odd one out,
you slowly begin to doubt,
that you are really sane.
Maybe the others are right,
maybe you are wrong,
maybe they chose the right path,
and you did not.
When the insane call you insane,
who is really insane?
And who is to decide,
who actually is insane?
If it were up to the insane,
the insane would be sane.
And if it were up to the sane,
the sane would stay sane.
But how do we know,
the sane are sane,
for they may be insane,
and the insane may be sane.
So who am I,
to say I am sane,
when I may be insane.