Waiting for the big restart.
Imagining a corner pocket with the lights off, all drinks served room temperature. Harmonica in my pocket, an acoustic leaning on a seat made of worn leather. No politics, no war, no religion, no John Lennon songs necessary. Just empty homes and never-watched, stocked pharmacies. Walk-ins preferred, no prescription necessary.

Boredom would be our only enemy, bibles our note paper. God packed up and left. It's a great neighborhood to raise your kids.
Nobody needs a bomb shelter when the bombs have all fallen.
Sitting in a lawn chair, with a good friend and no cares, watching nature retake her world.

I am waiting for that day to come.

What can we do
It hurts when we
Lie, it hurts when we smile
Let me go

Yours is the smile i want to see
Our hearts once ruled what has been
Usurped by stone

Live, die
Eat, starve
True, false

My heart is now the
Enemy

Death
Is now my friend
Everything that once was, no longer is. Or is it
?

It's kind of sad when you have friends who you say are your family,
and say your family is not.

It's depressing when your family does not accept you as a member,
and you never thought of yourself as one.

It's a little unsettling when you can picture your future being beautiful and bright, without seeing them ever again.

Why am I sad?
Why am I bad?
Why does depression
bite off my head

Every ponder to wonder
Some days are bright
Some days are dark
If its not cyclic and then
tell me what I lack.

I want to stop my enemy
Dead in his tracks
A foe so deadly
I could have lost my life
Why should I give up
On his altar of shame
Why am I victim of his
depressing game

So I thought I'd dig deeper
Play my enemy at his game
Get the tactical advantage
While the sun still shines
For sooner will it it set
Then he's made my mind.

When he's inside my head
I can't think
A simple, fun loving person
Runs to the shrink.
So get going when he's far off
I got the advantage now to stop.

So I got down to doing what I do best
Looking for information on the internet
From all what I've gathered
I thought I'd share
Friends it's not so easy, the world is bare!

It began with ruthless lifestyles
The throwing away of values
The desecration of sacraments held so pure
Families in ruin, children in shambles
Sensitive young minds, had no supply
But to seek out love or run on empty

You see I've dug and found gold
But it's not a gold I'd like to behold
For in it I see a mirror of the world's ills
Fallen on young and innocent wills

I'd could go on and it'd never be over
But the crux of the matter is what needs to be told
My friend, the world's running on empty
Each one needs to find his/her worth
But there's nothing left in society
That'll made you feel worthy

This vicious cycle needs to be broken
The Master of lies, is seeking his victims deep
His hatred planted in broken minds
His sword has struck steep.
His rage bellowing, that know no bounds
Cut and destroy before his victim can flound

It runs from generations to generations
And is labelled hereditary
But friends, hatred beget hatred
There's no rocket science in it to detect
The genius liar, spurious angel of light
Knows, what it takes to make men fall.

If ever by chance, his victims learn to love or forgive
His vicious cycle will be broken and the cage set free
Then all his victims with love will see.
That the world is beautiful,
when each one loves thee.

Give away of yourself free,
learn to heal and forgive
And change your destiny.
Stop the growelling on empty,
pick up the mantle of care
Adorn it your best and accept your test

Say to yourself, what's happened is in the past.
I forgive and choose to live,
cause I cannot change what's lost.
Stop the hurting and make your peace.
Stop the enemy in his tracks.
He's never given you worth
All his tricks and ploy,
All the lies and games
will only succeed in bring you shame.
Look not for worth in un-fulfilling things
The empty promises are not his to keep.
Look inside your heart where the well of love overflows
Open it wider, let it glow and grow.
So full and majestic and reaching high
Till it sweeps us all in it's tide.

So the lesson is out there for you and me
*Love one another and I've Loved you..

They say that you are your own worst enemy..
And I'm not sure who they are,
but whoever they are,
They're right.
Because not only do you have to wake up every morning and
hear your own voice,
touch your own skin,
see your own reflection..
But you have to wake up every morning
with every what if,
with every regret,
with every secret.
YOU really are your own worst enemy.