Full on the Fool

Like a hot pocket
You put me in the microwave
Sixty seconds felt like a month
Until you realized you wanted
To diet

Pangaea

The stress in my mind was nothing compared to the stress on my body
As I look in the mirror for the first time in months
The roads I’d traveled had found a permanent place along my engines
Rivers leading down to my roots
My body had been stretched
A new landscape etched
Fresh soil overturned
As I made the exploration to my core

What’s the matter?

Everyone seemed to care
When it was celebrity
But what about the sobriety
Of the people in their own world
The ones who share common doors
Walk on the same floors
Who are too exhausted to say they can’t take much more
Where is their voice?
Do you think they feel this by choice?
Not knowing their sick
When all you do is click
A like button

Sabotage

I stabbed myself in the eye
And tore out my heart
I keep them in a drawer
In the dark
For the moments I may forget
What you did –
I’ll force myself to relive

–self-inflicted depression

Cards on the Table

My heart was cracked open
I pinned a little piece of it
To everyone’s sleeve
My mouth never closed
Not even in the silence of sleep
The head buried in my phone
Convinced me I’m better off alone
Never allowing myself to be full grown

Don’t bother being yourself

Sunshower

The devil was beating his wife
Her world was full of strife
So she fell in love with a man
Corrupted by her own hand
She dragged him down to hell
Told him he was an angel
Then the devil clipped his wings
Told him he’d live like a king
As long as he did his bidding
Lilith was quite upset
Over the betrayal of her pet
She gobbled him up in one bite
And was overrun with blight
The Devil then cast her aside
And when the tears fell from her eyes
The sun shone brightly over wet skies

The Wasted Tears

The temperature rose
Water on the horizon
Flooding, it carried us down
Through the dunes
Feeling doomed
We neared the end
So we sat down
Upon your chin
And sank into the sand
Until you swept us away
With your pruned hand

The Canary

Kurt once said,
A canary in a coal mine,
The most sensitive
Is the first to die
We fly blindly in the night
Our emotions telling us what’s right
When it’s time to fight
I’ll give myself over as a sacrifice

Self Worth

You’re so beautiful
You could have any man
I opened my mouth
And they all ran
A fountain of knowledge
A rock of truth
I shuttered at your touch
Within that booth
You spoke of something
I hadn’t heard before
So I went home and banged my head on the floor
Because I knew nothing
And didn’t deserve much more

Dear Mr. President

A leech,
A finger on your head
Ready to be pinched
How do you go to bed?
Sucking,
Until your face turns blue
Emptying pockets
Can’t hide from the truth
While you’re carousing,
We’re browsing
We’ll out you too