27 YEARS
No spoken word

27 YEARS
No written note
You come at me, now
Saddened I wrote

27 YEARS
Not in a moment of time

27 YEARS
Not in my dream
You come at me, now
Alone do I scream

27 YEARS
Not a second goes by

27 YEARS
Not a minute to spare
You come at me, now
Your heart does not care

27 YEARS
Now do you cry

27 YEARS
Now do you wonder
You come at me, now
I sit alone and I ponder

27 YEARS
I don't know why

27 YEARS
I don't know the game
You come at me, now
Guilt or no shame

This is my empire
I am the king
I am the ruler
I am the only one

This is my time
Count the seconds
Count the minutes
Count the hours

This is my crimes
Call me a monster
Call me a killer
Call me a clown

This is my city
Under the floor
Under the boards
Under the lyme

This is my mind
Paint it all red
Paint it all blue
Paint it all ugly

This is my life
I am a husband
I am a leader
I am a son

This is my death
This is my life
This is my time
This is my empire

Time stained by a mind filled with **** as
I stepped on the mush covered soil
I dare not listen to the obscenities of fabled mouths and crooked smiles
They lie to me as the cockroaches scamper across the floor
Leaving their disease ridden tracks and their dead children to rot

Why do I walk on these calloused soles?
Blistered skin and **** drained sores fester with my very step of time
I'd rather crawl, crawl with no remorse or conscious left
Drained and tired muscles cramp as I feel their seizure on my tired bones
The pain crucifies me deep

More **** stirs inside, whispered voices of past enemies linger
Lies and more lies, you lying *******
You snapped the ******* life out of me
I lost my own mind waiting for someone to say "***** you, *******, who the hell are you?"
Arms scratched with the razor's edge
Drop the drip and watch the filth flow

Gloomy skies line the beaches
Treacherous waves battering the landing crafts
Young soldiers getting sick sea in the swells
But their fate is written in front of them

Omaha, Normandy, Gold, Juno and Sword Beach
The day, June 6, 1944

Bullets flying over their heads
Whizzing by in deafening silence
One soldier is killed, then the next one
They hit the beach hard

Operation Overlord is in full swing
156,000 soldiers invade the sands
Duty, devotion and determination
Hell is about to be unleashed

Machine gun nests attack
Mowing down the enemy that invade them
Strike them with hot metal bullets
into blood soaked seas

The smell of war is everywhere
and time slowed to a ticking second hand
Fellow soldiers killed in front of you
No time to think but you have to move on

**** the enemy, **** the enemy
The beaches turn crimson with the fallen
Can not turn back
The chaos surrounds you with a deadly grip

Six days of heavy fighting to unite the beach front
10,000 wounded, over 4,000 dead
Sacrifices of so many
on the day the bullets hit the beach

You laid me almost prone upon my back.
Head elevated 'pon an icy pillow.
Hands clamped firm upon the scary chair.
Invisible clamps they were.
Relax you say.
Only hurt a little bit.
Methinks this woman's chatting s**t
Flashed lights into my eyes.
Want to tell.
Can't even cry.
My nose drips with unfeeling fear.
Hammer drill battering.
Position unflattering.
Dribbling from all ends.
Gasping and struggling.
Can't escape.
Metaphorically *****, unceremoniously by the dentist in the morn.
Cavities in my broken teeth.
All gone.
They were giving me such grief.
(c)LIVVI

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment, start to believe.

The monster with fingers made up of sticks
Taps on the bark, Click, Click, Click!!

The monster with eyes of glowing red
Stares at your soul, feelings of dread

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment, start to believe

The monster that growls a deafening moan
It sinks inside you, small or bit grown

The monster that walks and stalks its prey
Sounds of it's footsteps, come closer it stays

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment, start to believe

The monster with shadows as big as a house
Darkness surrounds, chasing the mouse

The monster with teeth as sharp as a knife
Cuts through the flesh, a moment in strife

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment, start to believe

The monster it whispers "Don't be afraid"
All in my head, things that I made

The monster it sits alone in the end
Lonely and sad and tears never mend

Can you see the monster in the trees?
Hush for a moment, start to believe

Candle wax melted like the seasons gone
Burnt wick from the absent flame
You cursed my breathe
For I have caused my own darkness

The bygone evenings without a sound
Hear the high pitch scream once more
For the bell no longer tolls in time
And the crimson river flows down my arm

On my knees, I stopped and fell down