I Flew Into Pieces

I'd hold my breath but I'd turn blue,
Waiting for change, waiting for you,
I'll cross my fingers so hard they'll break,
Hoping beyond anything I have what it takes,
You said I get along so well with guys,
So even though my heart aches I'll cover it with lies,
You smile and say you've got no need to impress,
I smile and laugh as I'm made to feel less.
I wish I had the courage to tell you true,
Stand in your face and scream loud out loud at you,
Say that I'm worth more than you can see,
It will be your loss because you've lost me.

Blurbs

Sometimes it is a relief to lose
when all you have been taught is how to win.
The winning scares you to death,
For if you are known and then lose it,
You have tasted something you can never get back.

Immor(t)ality

Bombs blast overhead,
You'd have been better left for dead,
The cries of the fallen go unheeded,
Your face (the picture of courage) all that's needed,
Close your eyes and see red, white & blue,
Sad you listened to those yelling "Uncle Sam wants you".
Moving forward to face your nameless foe,
Your feet continue as your mind tells you to go,
You left home full of vigor and puffed pride,
Go home a hero but the real you has died.

Scarlet (Coloring Your Senses)

Scarlet.
Slathered across your lips,
Gracing your bed sheets,
A rope hanging out your window,
Vibrant color synonymous with bought passion.
Tangled sheets, sweaty skin,
Palmed money to justify love's expense,
A quick change, perfume the leftover musk,
Next, call the next in line.
Paste on a smile like you paste on your lips,
Beckon with a sultry welcome,
But your dull eyes give you away,
It is hard to pretend.
Normality is broken, dullness has ceased,
Two men seeking refuge from law,
Not seeking forgetfullness in your warm embrace,
Outside of yourself, you grant their pleas.
Judgment is coming for them,
Mens heavy footsteps on the stairs,
Hanging the fugitives out the window by your rope
that marks you for what you are.
Turn the law away with a sweet smile,
Fear rising high in your cheeks,
Sent them on their way with no thought to how they came,
The deed is done, your change has come.
From condemnation to forgiveness you are embraced,
The Red Rope district is no more,
Your ways have been reversed so far,
You will lend you DNA to the Highest of us.

It Ends Tonight

America, you were on the top of the world,
But fast losing footing, grasp at straws,
Ask for change but cannot supply it,
Countries are circling, they can smell the blood,
From the height of everything to the bottom of nothing,
They are going in for the kill.

I Brought You My Bullets

Bitterness is slick,
Sliding down your throat quick
and sure, leaves acid in its wake,
Fueling the embers sure to ignite, slake
your thirst of blood and tears,
I pity someone who comes near.
Maybe this is not what you wanted,
Well too bad, it hollows your being to gaunt
proportions, second chances are a thing of the past,
There is no room for the "I wish I had...", fast
and sure judgment is passed.
They cannot claim they knew not
what they did, unheeded and undaunted
of what lies ahead, of what is almost here,
You can feel the force of their lies snapping, their fear
as they realize their neck is next, you make
sure the process is slow and painful, take
the time to imprint on your memory, stick
it to them like they left it to you. Click.

The Fortunate?

Laughing smiles hidden behind heavy hands,
Mark your path, littered with lies,
Wanton style and a backwards grace,
Your middle finger salutes the bottom of the world.
An insider on the outs, without a doubt,
Your sense of things have reversed,
They've left you stranded, one way to go
with no love to guide your way,
Tossed out, a bedraggled stray,
Free sign tangled around your neck.