Slow burn, the death of presence,
Fearful of moments that don’t exist yet.
Chatter and noise,
Father burying his daughters in oil.
Clog the courts for years.
Sheltered pets, homeless vets—who are the real animals here?
Crowd goes wild, watching the so-called famous fall to the side.
Easier to pretend, pretend to leave
A lover you couldn’t save,
Won’t let you forget why you came.
Run for your life, or stay and watch it all fade.
Let me run away with you…
You’ll never know how much I cared.
Maybe you boys will finally get the daddy you need,
cause there’s nothing left in me.
You pointed your finger, fired a shot,
I pretended to die
stuck my head in the clouds one last time.
You can’t spend your life
floating in the sky.
Falling away, from both of you.
He’ll take care, be what you need.
There’s nothing left of me.
I wonder what its like, real adults, vacations,
sandy shores, 401 k’s, the land of more,
and undecidely bored.
A tired statement on the weariest of souls.
I wonder what it’s like.
Walked along a hazy skyline where carousel’s spin, ice cream melting on beach worn skin,
dripping from your chin
and the zeal of youth for everyone to entertain.
35 years, when I was no longer “sane”
or normal, never to return again.
Strippers bleeding wallets, in a blur,
each more surreal than the one before.
I wonder what its like to be human like you,
I want that too.
Regal me with tales when the world was yours
when I grew tired of this land of yore
the waves grew distant, the beach, the shore,
never knowing what adulthood had in store.
I wonder what it’s like to be human like you,
I want that too.
Lets begin, where the last one ends,
it can be that easy,
We can finish, and in between,
see where it leads us.
Make it last, this may be our only chance.
Crack the doorway, each new day, forge our voice.
Love is not an illusion,
Love discarded and used when
the satisfaction is gone.
We’ll make friends, we’ll comprehend
that the world don’t need us.
If this change is a means to an end,
we’ll pretend it don’t mean much.
We can start something new.
This written and released, I’ve held on so tight.
What are we without love, without fight?
Here I am, found myself circling the block again.
I can’t say I blame you, it’s a finger that points back.
Faulting my past days, the final attack,
no longer worth the strain.
I’ll be evasive, yet here I face it.
On this stoop where it all began
So far from zero, seeing the streetlights that never waned.
The distance we became.
Memories that cloud dreams.
You and I will never die
but it’s better to kiss ghosts
than live a lie.
Tricks of youth wonder,
flourished in mind.
Your flush and my hold
a card game of cat and mouse
never growing old.
Ahh, but what am I without you, my dear?
We’ve come too far to give up now.
Shed my skin, this generic pause
Leafing through pics with no purpose at all.
I’m becoming, you’re drifting
it’s simply a means to an end.
My soulmate, my love
my only one
who I’d die for, because
We were meant for greater things.
You must be the loneliest person on earth.
And I will hold onto you for all you’re worth,
but I don’t think it will lift the curse.
You, the loneliest soul on earth.
You must have the stranglehold of a billion youth.
The world at your disposal, disposing you.
A voice that goes unheard.
Lonelier than the souls begging for truth.
You must hold up others while the leaders sleep.
Still able to look in the mirror, with graves dug deep.
Sparing a dying breath, the world once at your feet,
now, fading faster than innocence, with no relief.
Petitions and prayers, soldiers watching in far off lands,
Superpowers procure the wallets of the “self-made” man.
Inheriting the gravesites of dollars well spent,
poppy fields that go for miles on end.
Trails of dead, dollar signs where lives began.
You, the loneliest person on earth.