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.

There Is Beauty In the Breakdown

He saw, and it was good.
Lord cradle us tenderly,
Whisper sweet words on the winds,
Gift us with beauty that cannot be captured,
We rest in Your arms.
The fruit tasted so sweet at first,
But turned to dust in our mouths,
You could have given up on us,
Left us to die, faithfully unquenched,
Instead we still saw light, Your light,
We rely on Your love.
We fell as if a waterfall,
Farther and faster away from Your love,
But never too far out of reach,
You were always ready to scoop us out of the dark,
We trust in Your words.
You have made the road stable,
But those who seek to harm set us up to stumble,
Catch me, catch them, catch us please,
We think we are invincible but we need second chances,
The road to You is not as easy as belief,
We need Your forgiveness.

I Can't Love You

You can read disappointment in her face,
It weighs heavy on her brow,
Pulls down the lips that are meant to smile,
Sadness dulls her eyes, removing the stars.
On edge and starting at the smallest noise,
Hope flares across her countenance,
But then her heart sinks a little further down,
Because hoping has always left her with nothing.

Today I Woke Up and Hated Life

My head is throbbing.
Pulsing intensified since yesterday,
Unable to think of anything else,
I am just glad I can hold up a conversation.
Outer pain connected with emotional,
I massage my neck and rub my temples,
Blessed relief seems so far out of reach,
It is my memories that weigh me down.

I have no allusions about secrecy,
My life is an open book,
I cannot change what has happened,
I can only look towards the future.
But oh how I miss you so,
Happy Birthday Dad.