Saturday, March 25, 2006

Leave Me Be

who the hell are you?
what do you want me to do?
what is the message you are sending?
are you for real or are you just pretending?

you came from who knows where
and where i come from you just don't care
you seem to want me for a good time
but i question why this pleasure is mine

who was it yesterday?
who will it be tomorrow?
imagining the prospects of what you don't say
i'm left with depression and sorrow

i don't like to be demanding
but we need to come to an understanding
shed that air of mystery
because your approach is messing with me

there was a time when i'd let anyone in
witness the scars from where i've been
i've grown quite fond of keeping people out
its what my survival today is about

you've got a man,
you could have ten men!
why do you want to toy with me
and not be my friend?

i can see your strategy
i don't question your methodology
we're all free and you are free to
leave me be

Thursday, March 23, 2006

The Bachelor

a good man in this life
seems to run out of chances to find a wife
failure of romance over and over again
he loses the spirit to pursue a girlfriend

when he's met too many problems in lovers
and begins to prefer being alone under the covers
when he's gotten older and new introductions come to an end
or he has wisdom to see a train-wreck coming from around the bend

he confirms himself a bachelor

i take you to this lonely place
because no one known is worthy to share that space
to settle in solitude with peace of mind
because there was no one else they could find

the hormones slow and he stops taking risks
believing now that true love is only a myth
loss of infinite patience keeps the world at a distance
isolation can be such a dreary existence

he's sick of the drama that comes with a mate
so dying alone will be his fate
finding no real comfort being just one
seldom will he have any real fun

its just not his fault, he really tried
again and again he put away his pride
but to give so much and get so little in return
after so many troubles its something he's learned

he's seen love's destruction in his family and friends
seen the proof that most romantic dreams will badly end
then experiencing firsthand how lovers will part
he's run out of energy and run out of heart

it is a sad story how it can all turn out
without a lover and family what is life really about?
inside self-imposed walls of emotional isolation
without a partnership in love where is life's motivation?

so he sits and grows gray without goals, without purpose
rotting inside and wrinkling on the surface
he became fed up with ruiners games and lies
left unfullfilled in life before he dies

he confirms himself a bachelor

Run Out Of Me

let the love run out of me
love is so much harder than it should be
it holds so much pain and misery
let the love run out of me

let the hate run out of me
burning me up, wasting my energy
anger inside let me be free
let the hate run out of me

let the fear run out of me
dissolve my anxieties of mortality
i will celebrate in my apathy
let the fear run out of me

leave me with nothing
leave me in peace
let it all run out of me

Thursday, March 02, 2006

When I Die

i'm going to a place
a very peaceful space
no more pain and no more worry
no more struggle no more hurry

no more wars, no more violence
only the stillness of the silence
no more weariness, no more stress
just the slumber of eternal rest


when i die......
i will lie.....
in this earth
of my birth

when i die

growing sick of this life
sick of pain, i'm sick of the strife
reality is not as i would wish it to be
and it tends to get the best of me

but i'm moving on before life is gone
you know i realize a life isn't very long
soon i'll be in the arms of death
but now i'll suck up every breath

life should be a cherished thing
not knowing what this life will bring
life is fleeting, life is short
life is a struggle you should not self-abort

some people check-out early
some people do well to survive
but you're living is only a sliver of time
you've been dead so much longer than you've been alive

grasp these moments and live to the fullest
in a fraction of time you can bear to be witness
your time will end sooner than you think
then you'll have the calmness of unending darkness

when i die......
then i dry.....
into dust
and in a gust
i blow by

when i die

Your Silence

there are no words you can describe
no interest in our discussion
when much of your feelings go unsaid
in a conversation's silent disruption

something important isn't there
more than words, more than presence of mind
there's a general lack of mental care
to express what you're thinking inside

when i read between the lines
there's nothing honest there
your silence speaks volumes
you just dont seem to care

in that i can see some fear
you don't want to be misunderstood
i ask that you give me a chance
i really wish you would

in that i can see some guilt
some details you aren't telling me
without knowing, i can only think the worst
because i've seen the worst in humanity

expression isn't important to you
prefer to be a woman of mystery
explanation takes too much effort
intrusive to expose your mentality

you've left me outside
you won't let me in
how can i be your current lover
and not be your close friend?

i've discovered a hidden agenda
instincts are telling me is true
rather than be a great pretender
you've honestly shown how little i mean to you

but i just won't take it personally
i'm sure you won't let most guys in
i know it's how you've learned to cope
from the crappy places in life you've been

just wish you'd given me a chance
sharing is what a relationship is for
we can't have a true romance
if i can't get through that door

Definition Of Sexy

what is sexy?
what makes it true?
i only know sexy
when i look at you

that sway in your walk
that voice when you talk
that look in your eyes
thats where sexy lies

your aura consumes me
such charm it entombs me
my attention is permanently fixed on you
whenever you stroll into the room

i can feel your chemical reaction
it is such a cherished distraction
feeling the effects of your spell
close to you is where i want to dwell

sexy is your presence
it fills the air when you are near
sexy is your essence
its such a joy to have you here

sexy in all the ideas you have
your wonderful way of looking at mankind
ive been absorbed into your sensual enclave
been consumed by your precious mind

so sexy when youre happy and having fun
your fountain of youth has me feeling young
excitement which regenerates my spirit
ive found the end of the rainbow and i want to be near it

sexy in a knee length t-shirt
it doesnt have to be a negligee
sexy when youre wearing no makeup
when you first wake up that day

sexy when you break a sweat
that smell so sweet i can't forget
exquisite as a clouded pearl
you are my sexy dirty girl

such power you have over me
your sexiness consumes my reality
I can feel that glow from a mile away
i'm captivated by your sexy way

once this question was quite perplexing
now i have a much simpler view
the definition of sexy
surely must be you