I almost chose not to post this. I'm still on the fence as to leaving it up here. I might take it down soon, I'm not sure.
Time to face it,
I can't erase it,
Can't escape it just in case it
Starts to encase me as I retrace it,
The steps I took to try to replace it,
No reasons for me on which to base it,
The decision on where I've chosen to place it,
Time to sit back and see how far this person takes it.
There's no way out, no running away,
No turning around and finding yesterday,
The concrete defenses, I'll turn them to clay,
Not gonna calculate each word that I say,
Just to set up a place where they'd choose to stay,
Let them decide if there's any way
To believe that my past is not my today.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
This post is one which is quite...unique.
I've decided to do nothing but write, starting now, about anyone whose name pops into my head.
I won't name who it is. Feel free to find me on AIM (sixpackreich) if you think a verse pertains to you, or if you are curious who a specific verse pertains to. There are no secrets.
Read on.
For two years I considered you my closest friend,
I believed that the bond between us couldn't break or bend,
Little did I know this is how it would end,
I really don't know just how you intend
To fend for yourself, without me to lend
An ear or a thought, or the time that I'd spend,
Or the hand I'd extend to just try to amend
The issues between us, the one I called "friend."
In much less time, another has come and done the same,
Turned around and left just the way she came,
Disappeared during the chaos when I was putting out the flames
Of a side of me that I never bothered to label with a name,
Thought everything I did was just a sick part of a game,
Believed I was wild, when all I did was collected and tame,
Maybe one day she'll figure out that I'm not the one to blame,
Unimportant are their names - to me they're both the same.
Even quicker than those before, this one left her mark on my heart,
Should have known it was a disaster from the start,
Fell under the false notion that she'd understand my art,
Within just a few months our ways would part,
Just as her emotions turned, so will this verse,
Even though the words she chose were cold and terse,
They're not even close to the pain from what's worse -
The fact that it was those words in which I immersed.
I'm able to move on from these without a single tear,
Because of the lessons learned from a guide through the years,
Never letting me turn and run, pushing me to face the fears,
But never chose to interfere, to take the wheel and steer,
When words fell on deaf ears, this one would still hear,
Without them, life would not have led me here,
Always meaning in their words, even if at first not clear,
Contain most of the concepts in life which I still hope to mirror.
Another face has joined the picture in recent times,
One whom I hope finds the hidden meaning in these rhymes,
Regardless of how little I know of the mind behind those eyes,
I'm willing to risk the chance that what I've seen is a disguise,
And no matter how many times I'm told it's unwise,
Ignoring the amount of logic this decision defies,
I'll answer all questions, with nothing hidden, when they arise,
Hope that my trust in them will rise.
Odd.
I expected this to be quite longer. There were more people who found their way into my thoughts, but I could not find any words to write for these people. Maybe a later time will change that.
Either way, feel free to ask who any specific verse pertains to - as well as ask what they mean, if they apply to you personally. I took quite a bit of time on most of these.
I've decided to do nothing but write, starting now, about anyone whose name pops into my head.
I won't name who it is. Feel free to find me on AIM (sixpackreich) if you think a verse pertains to you, or if you are curious who a specific verse pertains to. There are no secrets.
Read on.
For two years I considered you my closest friend,
I believed that the bond between us couldn't break or bend,
Little did I know this is how it would end,
I really don't know just how you intend
To fend for yourself, without me to lend
An ear or a thought, or the time that I'd spend,
Or the hand I'd extend to just try to amend
The issues between us, the one I called "friend."
In much less time, another has come and done the same,
Turned around and left just the way she came,
Disappeared during the chaos when I was putting out the flames
Of a side of me that I never bothered to label with a name,
Thought everything I did was just a sick part of a game,
Believed I was wild, when all I did was collected and tame,
Maybe one day she'll figure out that I'm not the one to blame,
Unimportant are their names - to me they're both the same.
Even quicker than those before, this one left her mark on my heart,
Should have known it was a disaster from the start,
Fell under the false notion that she'd understand my art,
Within just a few months our ways would part,
Just as her emotions turned, so will this verse,
Even though the words she chose were cold and terse,
They're not even close to the pain from what's worse -
The fact that it was those words in which I immersed.
I'm able to move on from these without a single tear,
Because of the lessons learned from a guide through the years,
Never letting me turn and run, pushing me to face the fears,
But never chose to interfere, to take the wheel and steer,
When words fell on deaf ears, this one would still hear,
Without them, life would not have led me here,
Always meaning in their words, even if at first not clear,
Contain most of the concepts in life which I still hope to mirror.
Another face has joined the picture in recent times,
One whom I hope finds the hidden meaning in these rhymes,
Regardless of how little I know of the mind behind those eyes,
I'm willing to risk the chance that what I've seen is a disguise,
And no matter how many times I'm told it's unwise,
Ignoring the amount of logic this decision defies,
I'll answer all questions, with nothing hidden, when they arise,
Hope that my trust in them will rise.
Odd.
I expected this to be quite longer. There were more people who found their way into my thoughts, but I could not find any words to write for these people. Maybe a later time will change that.
Either way, feel free to ask who any specific verse pertains to - as well as ask what they mean, if they apply to you personally. I took quite a bit of time on most of these.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
"Trapped by Escape" November 9, 2008
Close to my heart but far from my head,
Living each day with the nagging dread
That any minute I'll find out he's dead,
Wondering if there was anything I could have done instead
That would have stopped him before the night he fled,
And so I sit here, with a heart weighing like lead.
Obviously her issues were much worse than mine,
Considering the fact that she never had the time
To listen to my words, interpret the rhymes,
Spent my time with her much like the mime
On the street who just wishes he were understood
But is vastly ignored by the only ones who could.
All these people, friends who think they have a clue,
Don't bother to look past these eyes, it's nothing new,
Don't bother to find out for themselves whats false or true,
Believing the things that past people in my life thought they knew,
Throughout life the number of friends I've trusted is few,
At a glance the water may seem blue,
But a closer look reveals a much different hue.
And sometimes it feels like it just isn't right,
Wondering why I have to fight through the night,
Unable to sleep till outside turns bright,
Getting to the point where I'm losing sight
Of the dreams that I had, losing the will to fight,
Can't even walk cause my body's so tight
From the stress I push back to just get through the day,
Wishing that someone would just take it away,
Don't know how, dont know the way,
Just sick of the liars, the games that they play,
So this is it, I've got no more to say
About the people who were close who chose not to stay.
Living each day with the nagging dread
That any minute I'll find out he's dead,
Wondering if there was anything I could have done instead
That would have stopped him before the night he fled,
And so I sit here, with a heart weighing like lead.
Obviously her issues were much worse than mine,
Considering the fact that she never had the time
To listen to my words, interpret the rhymes,
Spent my time with her much like the mime
On the street who just wishes he were understood
But is vastly ignored by the only ones who could.
All these people, friends who think they have a clue,
Don't bother to look past these eyes, it's nothing new,
Don't bother to find out for themselves whats false or true,
Believing the things that past people in my life thought they knew,
Throughout life the number of friends I've trusted is few,
At a glance the water may seem blue,
But a closer look reveals a much different hue.
And sometimes it feels like it just isn't right,
Wondering why I have to fight through the night,
Unable to sleep till outside turns bright,
Getting to the point where I'm losing sight
Of the dreams that I had, losing the will to fight,
Can't even walk cause my body's so tight
From the stress I push back to just get through the day,
Wishing that someone would just take it away,
Don't know how, dont know the way,
Just sick of the liars, the games that they play,
So this is it, I've got no more to say
About the people who were close who chose not to stay.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
"Icarian Falcon", October 31, 2008
It's time for me to raise the stakes,
Take the chances I used to cancel,
Done are the days of playing it safe,
Done letting rage and wrath set the path,
Skin worn thin enough to be cut by rose petals,
Broken floodgates to the core to rust the metal,
Of a brain stained with the raining pain of a past,
Spending time trying to fly from it but moving too fast,
But if I slowed down I'd crash into an ocean so vast
That I'd never make it out alive, on a ship with no mast.
Take the chances I used to cancel,
Done are the days of playing it safe,
Done letting rage and wrath set the path,
Skin worn thin enough to be cut by rose petals,
Broken floodgates to the core to rust the metal,
Of a brain stained with the raining pain of a past,
Spending time trying to fly from it but moving too fast,
But if I slowed down I'd crash into an ocean so vast
That I'd never make it out alive, on a ship with no mast.
"Don't Answer Me", October 31, 2008
If I asked you not to worry about my past -
Could you let it be?
If I let you break the self-sufficient mold I've cast -
Could you catch me?
If I asked you to ignore the lies that they say -
Could you only believe what you see?
If I tried to run when you knew I should stay -
Could you stop me?
If I asked you to chance it without knowing who I am inside -
Could you trust me?
Could you let it be?
If I let you break the self-sufficient mold I've cast -
Could you catch me?
If I asked you to ignore the lies that they say -
Could you only believe what you see?
If I tried to run when you knew I should stay -
Could you stop me?
If I asked you to chance it without knowing who I am inside -
Could you trust me?
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