Opposites

I tell you everything is good
when deep down it is bad.
You feel whats right,
I get to feel whats left.
You keep your moral up,
while I push my feelings down.
My words are like the summers heat,
but they are so brutal, you say they are like winters cold.
I use soft words to describe,
the feelings that are hard.
That are inside at this very moment,
begging to be let out in the next instance.
You want to keep peace,
while I want to rage war.
When you and I add together,
its like all these bitter feelings subtract
from my apparently un-beating heart
and I have never felt so alive.

Superman

Sometimes I wonder if I am Superman,
the way I can keep going even without a plan.
How can I keep from crumbling,
let alone walk without tumbling.
You ask so much of me,
to be the best I can be.
Tell me, can I patch up this battered old cape,
with only tape.
Have you ever wondered why I never yelped,
for help?
Maybe it is because I have lost my voice,
without a choice.
Even Superman has needs.
Even Superman can bleed.

You do realize that you were my everything,
you were the farthest from a fling.
Me and you were Bonnie and Clide.
People would search far and wide,
and they would never find something like us.
Something that is not just lust.
They would look in my eyes,
and see I was nothing but mesmerized.
But even with everything I did for you,
you still went ahead and tore my heart in two.
Tell me miss, "What did I do,
to deserve this from you?
Was I bad, was I mean,
was I everything in between?"
I guess you did not know,
how far I would go.
But, now I sit in a corner,
and sit and wonder,
"Why am I here, and where are you?"

Lois and Clark

One day you will look into my eye
and see no spark.
The sensation has finally bidded goodbye.
You will see I am no longer your Clark,
and you realize your not my Lois anymore.
And you know it in your heart,
that this is not something I will no longer fight for,
it's tearing you apart.
It will spend a lightning bolt,
straight to your soul.
Saying and I quote,
"My heart has taken it's toll,
goodbye my sweetheart.
I am afraid it is time to part.
I gave it my all,
no matter how bad my heart would fall.
You know how much I loved you.
You tore my heart into two,
I have forgotten you,
and all I use to do.

Bone

As I begin to fill this page with ink,
i sit and think,
that I am the source of this rebellion.
Im the leader of the battalion
of men who are not afraid to
say something that people who don't have a clue,
might fight them.
But the day they see that we were strong since way back when,
they will know we had our fists up,
fighting for this dump,
that we call home,
a place where a dog wouldn't even bury his bone.

Demons

You yell at me for keeping everything in,
like some sorta steel bin.
When the truth is I learned how to handle what's inside,
without having to confide.
The way to meet my demons as they escape,
ready to meet my fate.
The way to battle a impossible
foe with a remarkable strength,
from deep within.
Little by little I begin,
to fill the void that is called my heart,
and tear it apart.
I do this until I cannot feel,
a thing like a heart made of steel.
This is what I do not only to stay alive,
but do the unimaginable, strive.

Let it be

I have reached the end of my luck,
My time is up.
Here comes the animal from within.
Screaming from in my heart.
Saying " Let me free,
you know this is how it is meant to be.
Let me out with all my rage,
let me release hell from outside this cage.
More than a hurricanes swell.
You know this all to well.
Let it be."

Wishing

I know when it comes down to you,
your his number two.
But when all is said and done,
you know your my number one.
When he begins to fail,
think about those happy tales.
I know I do.
If wishes do come true,
how come I don't have you?

Rock or Leaf

I will stand on the podium of truth,
with my hand on my heart.
And tell you from the bottom of my empty heart,
I have fallen in lust many of times before.
But when I tell you this,
I want you to be different.
I want you in anyway shape or form.
I cannot stand the torment,
just decide.
Decide if I am your rock or leaf.

Pixie Dust

Someone once told me that if you reach for the stars,
you can miss but still fall upon the stars.
But what happens when you miss the stars ,
and crash to the ground?
Can you get up,
when there is no more pixie dust?

Scars

Scars are a remind that the past is real.

Blind

The worst feeling in the world is sitting next to the person you want,
the one person you want most in the world.
The one person you would go the distance for,
the one person who gives you hope.
The one person who is blind to it all.
Just knowing that they are the one thing you cannot have,
kills you a little bit each time with their smile.
The one who could mend and break your heart at the same time.

Love

From what I have heard love is the be all and end all.
From what I heard its the only thing in life worth living for,
Without love you should not live.
But from what I can tell love is the only thing that can kill a man without killing him.
The one thing that can break a mans soul with just words.

Pine

Some days I cannot help but feel regret and remorse,
For the life I could of lived and the one I actually live.
I chose to be the Pine Tree rather then the Elm.
I will always be different, thats just way I have chosen to be.
Maybe someday everyone will be a pine like me.

The Beast Within

When it comes to that I cannot feel anymore,
When my heart feels like it’s been through complete and utter war.
I know that its time to pick up a pen,
And begin to write what happen way back when.
When I begin to pour my heart onto the page,
I realize that it is like a soldier being released from a cage.
My heart sheds its shackles,
And rips them right off its ankles.
It runs into so many battles,
That I cannot even believe how my heart does not rattle,
With the pain it feels,
Like it’s running on wheels,
And I know sooner or later it will begin to tear,
Once again, and I know that it will be more then I can bear.
I know I must contain the beast,
Even though it will begin to feast,
On my emotions, like an animal.
It will become so wild; it will turn into a cannibal.
This is why the page is filled with ink.
I know I cannot even think,
That these feelings can stay,
Inside while I run away

Life Of Wrong

So in this life of wrong,
I am just looking for a place I belong.
I seem to walk the path not taken,
but don't be mistaken
I won't back down or retreat
I am not just another piece of meat
on the chopping block of life.
So take out the knife
and try and cut me.
I won't make no attempt to flee.
I am the only one willing to sit and wait,
till my opponent screams "CHECK MATE".
I may be down but I am not out.
Life is not only about
survival but living.
Taking that chance and believing
that you might be the one to make it
but you have to be the one willing to take it
to the the next generation
the best God creation.
The savior
or the destroyer.
I will be the best at what I do
they don't even have a clue.

One day

So here it goes,
you always hear stories about heroes and foes.
That the hero gets the glory,
but what I realized when i was writing my tale,
it never goes that well.
It appears to me I am the one never to flee,
I always have to be
the one who can take the pain,
and never gets to gain
anything in the end.
When I am just looking for someone to lend
me a hand in this life
not take out a knife
and try and be a hero.
See the truth is i'm no superman,
Shoot i am not even in a clan.
But regardless I am always there,
willing to bear
it all,
even when I know I will fall.
I will walk forever,
just so you will never
feel hurt,
or be buried in dirt.
See I can;t fly
but I can die.
But i will not fail.
One day you will tell a tale
starting with there once was a man
who didn't have a plan
but he ended up saving Earth
and is now buried in the turf,
not in a tomb
where flowers can bloom.
Because he was just a normal man,
without a plan.

I want

If I were to die tomorrow,
I'd hope that people would not say
that he was the guy with all the dreams, and aspirations,
but lacked the motivation.
I would hope they would not say he was notgood or bad,
or that he was just there.
For if this is what they'd say I know I would not be able to take it.
I want people to say he was so broken he was fixed.
I want people to say he was the eye of the hurricane,
the only safe spot in a place of complete hell.
I want people to say he was the one running into the fight, not away,
I want people to say he did not just wait for the wave but paddled after it.
But if anyone ever spoke about my death I would not know
because I am dead.

Weeping WIllow

I am like a Weeping Willow,
magnificent and wonderful from the outside,
but in the inside a beaten old tired man,
leaning over with the pain from the past and present.
This wasn't what I intended for my life,
but just like a Willow tree,
I gotta' take what ever blows my way.

Dreaming

As I was lying down in bed,
I just sit and think of the road that lays ahead.
I do not know what will happen in the future,
whether it is the alter,
or future heart ache.
Oh please for Gods sake,
Please just let her stay awhile,
because when I am with her all I do is sit and smile.
As I began to fall asleep,
I know somewhere deep
down inside of my heart.
I will fight to keep anything from tearing us apart.
I will fight a endless battle,
even if it will eventually cripple
and devour my soul.
You play such a big role
in my heart,
so I leave the doorway to it open, just don't tear it apart.
This is all for one day for you
too say "Baby I love you too".

Sleep

As you begin to sleep
I do not hear a peep.
Yet I sit in the dark,
just know that your my spark.
Is enough to keep me sitting here,
just waiting and I know I only fear,
that one be by my side.
This all happens when two people collide.
This is like some sort of dream,
this seems like the only chance I will get to redeem
myself for my previous sins.
It seems like this is where our love will begin.

Missing

The sun begins to set
and i feel like I have lost a bet.
Why do i have to sit.
while my heart gets torn to bit.
waiting for the lady
the lady who made,
the man who does not know where to go,
when the girl he began to know
is no longer in my grasp.
It is a pain i can no longer mask,
I miss you.
I feel like my heart is in two.
Oh baby how i love you.

Shooting Star

Even as I search my mind,
I cannot seem to find
the words that will tell you
how my heart is in two,
when i am not with you.
The words to tell
you that I am not well,
when you have to go.
How my heart screams no
but I know you must.
I don't know if this is lust,
or something else.
I just know I am not my self,
when your hand is not in mine.
I seem to lose track of time.
Now all i need is just a tight hug,
to cure my love bug.
I want you to know, do not go far,
because you are my shooting star.