Archive for August, 2007


August 29, 2007

I am clumsy and broken
Even my shadow limps
The stars no longer bring me comfort
Winning personality doesn’t win in the end
Good guys do indeed finish last
Who needs self esteem?
Like its really that important
All it does is get in the way
Shoving in pride along the way
A zombie has more use then me
Eating brains for a living
Digesting what others had learned
Stealing their thoughts and memories
don’t tell me what you think of me
It’s the last thing I want to hear
Just let me bury this regret and fear
Deep down inside of me
Cant let it out gotta be a man
Only cry when no one sees you
cry when only ghosts are there to watch you
The chills they send you you’re only comfort
Their cold lifeless fingers caress your cheeks
Wiping the tears from your eyes
Saying “it’ll be alright son
You’ll be with us soon”


Where Have The Good Men Gone

August 23, 2007

Where Have the Good Men Gone?

Listen to the sound
Leaves hitting the ground
And the trees are tossed
The life is lost
In the lost town
Not a ghost was found
This is not the time
To commit a crime
Punishment is severe
People fill with fear
A good nights sleep
Can never be
There is no light
Screams at night
This is not the end
This is where it begins
The superstitious ones
Say we are all done
So many signs
No innocent to find
Where have the good men gone
They left us here alone
At night the town cries
Sing me a lullaby
If only it were true
That our love blooms
But it withers away
It was never goin to stay
Car runs off the road
Crashes into the cold
Fate would be fed
The driver was dead
No longer say that we will die today
For the braves were born
Out of lives that were torn
The sun will set
Ending our life debt
Then it will rise
Blinding our own eyes
The coward carries a gun
To end everyones fun
The sound rings out
Everyone screams and shouts
Bullet flies through the air
Hunting down with a stare
Put their lives to the test
He was struck in the chest
They thought he was dead
Stains where he had bled
Why was he shot
Bullet pierced his heart
The coward turned the gun
Ending his own fun
The town turned and gasped
As his body soon collapsed
This is the end
Not where we begin
Chest filled with lead
Now he is dead


August 21, 2007


As cities burn and smolder
Ashes gracefully fall like snow
When a new car smashes into a wall
It still has that new car smell

As a tree in the woods becomes rotted
The surrounding trees hold it up
When two strong towers crumble to the ground
Beings come together to pick up rubble

As a man steals an old ladies purse
He buys bread for his hungry family
As the snap of whips slash a slaves skin
Their blood and sweat builds a pyramid

As one man beats his wife
Another tells his that he loves her
When lava blasts up forth into the air
A new place of discovery is created

As a man is hung up on splinters
And a spear pierces his side
When He cries out to His father
Forgiveness became ours

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August 21, 2007

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