Monday, November 23, 2015

A Fool's Lies

Something changed inside
You often got angry and even more often lied
Something flip-flopped
My heart got chopped
Into tiny little pieces
And now there's no way to smooth out the creases
Something was demolished
And the things that were once polished
Became cracked and worn
The skin became torn
The hair became gray
The teeth fell away
The back became bent
The stomach a dent
The eyes became sunken
The words that of a drunken
The only sound that of bickering
You've turned completely sickening

And yet . . . weren't you always this way?
And I've just not been able to see it until today?
You put on a mask and gave me a show
How was I to know
That it was all a lie
When you looked me straight in the eye
And said you'd love me forever?
And here I was thinking I was clever
Yet I was fooled by so simple a trick
I really must be thick
To have ever trusted you
You're completely untrue
. . .Was any of it real?
Or does it appeal
To you to break my heart?
You were lying straight from the start

But now that's in the past
I've found you out at last
So now I suggest you go
Before I give you a show
Of a sickening affair
About how I'll rip out your hair
And break your back
You're teeth crack
Make you eat your own lies
Gouge out your eyes
Cut off your head
Laugh when your dead
Grind you up and take a bow
If you do not leave right NOW.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

A Reason To Bow

I have a question
About a certain frustration
You bring to me
By bringing death to everybody
I don't quite understand
Why both life and death come with your hand
Why give us life just to have us die?
Why bring so much sadness?  Why?

You create life and light and beauty
So why add death and darkness and cruelty?
You bring love and joy and laughter
So why can't we all live happily ever after?
Why the sadness and tears and frustration?
Why make us all want to quit and take a vacation?
Why add lies and deceit and flatter?
Why not hand us our lives on a silver platter?

So what if we wouldn't appreciate life as much?
So what if to happy memories we wouldn't clutch?
So what if we'd take it all for granted
So long as we could live a life enchanted?
Maybe we wouldn't be truly happy since we wouldn't know sadness
Maybe everything would turn bland, even our gladness
Maybe we wouldn't care about new life because we wouldn't know death
Maybe we'd waste our days away since we'd never take a last breath

Would it be worth it
Or because we could always try again later we'd always quit?
Would we have a better fate
To not die but live forever in a meandering state?
Everyone's so scared of dying, of death
But me . . . I don't care when comes my last breath
But I don't want to lose others, don't want anyone else to die
Don't want any more reasons to worry or cry

People die and yet life goes on
The sun will rise, even when we're all gone
Everyone must die someday
And I suppose that's okay
Because I'll cherish those around me, knowing they won't always be there
Someday they'll be gone, so I have more reasons to care
Because isn't death the reason we live?
Sort of like how the lack of things is the reason we give?
If plays lasted forever why would anyone have reason to bow?
Like if we lived forever . . . why would we do anything now?

Monday, November 9, 2015

Never Again

Is Some Day just a clever
Way of saying never?
Is a Maybe Later with a cough
Just a way to put me off?
Never Again you vow
But does that mean just not right now?

You make vows as quick as you break them
Going off on a whim
You buy pottery just to crack
You get pillows just to thwack
You have morals just to shake
You woo hearts just to break

Is your smile just a prop?
Can you even stop?
Or are you stuck
Trying to cover the muck
By sprinkling glitter and dazzling us with lights
So we think you've changed and forget all the fights

Well, I'm tired of you breaking my heart
I'm tired of having to restart
So no more tails of woe
To make us pity you and not make you go
No more dazzling lights
To fool us into thinking there'll be no more fights

Your ways are corrupt
Our lives you disrupt
Claiming you have a right
Just because on the outside you dazzle with light
Well, Never Again, I say
And for me that doesn't mean just not today

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Silent

After it all
The rise and the fall
The smile and betrayal
The strong and the frail
The blue and the gray
I can still stand up and say
"I am unbroken."
But my thoughts remain unspoken
As I do not stand and speak
For fear of being viewed as a freak
So my thoughts remain in my head
Crashing down on me as I lie in bed
So I cannot be calm and sleep
Through my ears and eyes they creep
But not through my lips
For fear the scale tips
And everything goes crashing down
I dare not smile, nor frown
I dare not shake my head, nor nod
For I am just one of the cattle, and they wield the prod

They prod, punch, and thwack
But I do not crack
For even if my thoughts aren't spoken
I am unbroken
And shall remain to be
Until I can make it so the prod is wielded by me
And when the prod is in my hand
I shall not use it, for I understand
The pain it can bring
To any person or thing
The people it can break
The morals it can shake
And I shall mend those who have been broken
And give voice to those who remain unspoken
When I am the wielder the world will no longer be violent
But for now . . . I remain silent