I have to leave but maybe you’d like to join me

thoughts come out the window
of my brain before I go insane
lay them down on paper
leave a trail in case I drown
myself in tears of rain
could I just get one minute
on my lifes stage
or do I have to wait my turn
until you’re all done saying what
you have to say
tell me how to live my life
and how to avoid all the bad things in life
because you know everything about the world
but at night you worry that everything will unfurl
and you’d be left all alone
sitting in a house that’s not a home
ever since everything you believed in is gone

Last dance (on a beach getting drunk)

fingers move without a reason
like things alive in the summer season
everything moving to the beat and the rhythym
can i just get one last dance
I don’t want it to be him
could we go away
to a place where we sleep all day
and have sex all night
no more packed flights
and getting up just to work and then
get drunk to forget the night
I wanna remember everything you did to me
because when I think about the damage
i know what to do to be free
next time I won’t fall for looks
picking girls like recipes from a cook book
looking inside with a scalpel
sometimes I need a bigger knife
is there any easy way to tell
if you would leave at the first sign
things ain’t goin so well
or do I have to wait for the text
that says it was because of the sex
lies are what im used to
I learned to read between the lines
by looking right through you

Costume of skin

dancing in odd configurations
I see the virgin mary
I hope she heard my confession
gyrations on a dance floor
only at night
in the morning it’s the street corner
never holding myself back
always on full out attack
they prowl around my mind
asking me when is it time

W-Bomb heading for metropolis

split syllables
nuclear rhymeschemes
metaphors to break the bars
and similes to rip the seams
reality used to be real to me

dream scenes of broken dreams
flying from the boss I could never beat
waking up I wake into life
wishing for another chance to sleep

I know how Rorschach feels

how many nights of fist fights and verbal play
didn’t I ever tell you being with people wasn’t my forté
I just wanna be alone and not have people complaining
calling me on the phone
like man I got this bitch running up my phone
bill you need to check yourself cuz you can’t say no
and that’s for real
a lot of you can’t take what’s up
you wanna make a new deal
too bad there’s only one suitcase
and they gave it to you on your first birthday
but you don’t see my crying
acting like a victim as if you were stuck in one
of Saw’s games and start screaming but have no one
you can name cuz everybody left
they paid the cheque
while you drown in self created debt
made of bad decisions
didn’t you know you weren’t the one she was missing?
I can’t help but be angry at these people who try to slay me
then go home and whine about how they had to pay my fine
like I ask them for help all the time
if ever at all
we all know you only care about yourself and that bankroll
don’t tell me you’re stuck or blame it on luck
you chose to do this and I let it go
now your in a box and like Tupac I shake rattle and roll
no apologies from me you are what I despise
I’ll pull the plug and put an end to your fuckin’ cries