Because I Have To Let You Go

It’s so quiet here since I made the choice,
it seems so strange without the chaos,
the silence no longer echos your voice,
or the fighting and anger among us.

I wonder what I am to do with my time,
The empty hours stretch to fill,
So lost and alone yet everything in line,
if my strength can uphold my will.

I will not miss your phantom touch,
nor your imaginary embrace,
not the romantic words you use so much,
to try to keep me chaste.

I wonder what I am to do with my time,
I look at my unfulfilled life,
So lost and alone yet everything in line,
knowing I’m not your wife.

I struggle now with a war in my soul,
to end this unhealthy relationship,
I pray I have the strength to let you go,
so I may see the end of this.

I wonder what I am to do with my time,
The empty hours stretch to fill,
So lost and alone yet everything in line,
if my strength can uphold my will.

6-5-2015

The Fight

You’ve been here too long, this life is a bore,
You make the very art of living a bore droning chore.
We’ve done everything together, nothing here can be New,
we’ve explored every nook and cranny, there’s nothing left to do.

then the fight starts, because i start to see
something that is not you, something that is Me.
you can’t let me escape, even though you despise,
all of my hatred, and all of my lies.

The first strike, seduction, oh what i am worth,
How you worship the wonderful day of my birth.
Everything i am, everything i do,
holds a special meaning to you.

but i prevail, to tell my tale…

Your second strike is much more deep and detailed,
into my mind you will seep, my train you’ll derail.
you’ll fracture my thoughts and reality,
and make me question my sanity.

lest i should prevail, to tell my solemn tale…

My ground is unstable, the horizon is gone,
i have only the memory of it to carry on.
You feel justified as i watch you smile,
to get it back will take me a while.

while you prevail, to tell your tale…

of how we were always meant to be,
how can i be so blind not to see?
who can Love then turn their back,
and not expect this big attack?

But i am not moved, i tire of this song,
we’ve been at this party for far too long.
and now i want something different, something new,
now i want something that is not me and you.

5-4-2015

My name is “Alone”

I woke up in my bed today, to the ticking of the clock,
the silence here screams loud as words, the day is going to start.
“Alone” my name is branded on everything I do,
every single day here there’s a Me but not a You.
Alone I bathe, I eat, I sleep,
I drive to work, alone I think.
At lunch there is a table of one, waiting patiently for me
I feel them passing by and staring, at the animal that is Me.
I live out my sentence in Solitary without parole,
in a land with no governor to pardon for my soul.
Alone I walk, I sit, I dream,
alone I do, do everything.
In the evening I return, to the darkness and silence,
to sit alone and contemplate, why did I try this.
“Alone” my name is branded on everything I do,
I live everyday where there’s a Me but not a You.
11-18-2011

Attackers

I know she holds within her, your very fragile soul.
Your heart, your mind would not exist if she lost control.
I do really love you, though in those nightmare days gone past,
You tried your best to kill me, to be the lone one in the cast.
My heart, my soul, my love, my life, I am your everything,
Without the breath within my lungs never again will you sing.

Now I watch your storm as you muster to survive,
I know my broken body isn’t up for this ride.
You smile as my attackers number four and five,
That I will be too weak and have to keep you alive.

I know she holds within her, all your dreams and hope,
Without her constant approval there’s no way for you to cope.
I do really love you, but in the hellish dreams you cast,
You tortured me to no end and sacrificed my past.
My beauty, my hair, my quick thinking wit,
Without my heartbeat there will be no more of it.

Now I watch your storm as you muster to survive,
I know my broken body isn’t up for this ride.
You smile as my attackers number four and five,
That I will be too weak and have to keep you alive.

I know she holds within her, all you despise and hate,
Without her attention your whole life would dissipate.
I do really love you, though every time I try to dream,
You preach to me of Mine until you make me scream.
My steadfast reserve, my humor, and my will,
Without my thoughts, it’s you I intend to kill.

Now I watch your storm as you muster to survive,
I know my broken body isn’t up for this ride.
You smile as my attackers number four and five,
I will never be so weak that I have to keep you alive.

1-18-2011

Rejection Slip

Your prose is much to flowery, your poetry way too dark,
We like your rhythm and the rhyme from which you embark.
We can not market such depression or the word Alone,
Though we appreciate your understanding of loneliness to the bone.
Your words are too depressing, your verses too macabre,
If you continue to write this way, as a poet you will starve.
We understand the words you write, that many feel this way,
We can not sell all of your sadness, despair, and dismay.
Write to us of happy things, give us all some Hope,
Make us smile, make us laugh, try to help us Cope.
Try to change your dark metaphors into songs of light,
We don’t need to be reminded of how we lost the fight.
Your prose is much to flowery, your poetry way too dark,
Though we like the rhythm and the rhyme from which you embark.

1-18-2011

The Weekend Before Cop-mas

it was the weekend before Christmas and all i could see
were tears and destruction, anger and greed.
the decorations they weren’t hanging this year,
because no one was feeling the holiday cheer.

the children were protesting and looting the place
with expressions of hatred etched in their face.
and i watched in horror from my living room,
wondering what brought on this season of doom.

when out in the parking lot i heard such a noise,
i wondered if it could be one of the boys.
So quick to the window i ran with my gun
to stop this looter from having fun.

the moon was smogged out from all the pollution
casting shadows and causing confusion.
then quick as a flash in the corner of my eye
i saw something red and white flash by.

the driver was quick and drove with ease,
to the crowd he had to appease.
and when he got out he spoke with command,
“Lower your weapons, and show me your hands”

“I come to keep peace, and you have every right
to stand here and protest all through the night.
You say you’ve been wronged and I’m here to protect
each and every one of you, you deserve my respect.”

the crowd was not happy, they turned in response,
and tested the law bearer’s deep resilience.
there was so many, and the cop stood alone,
i worried for his safety straight to my bones.

then i saw something awful, what did i expect
the anger surged, the cop they were out to get.
i drew my head away from the window curtain,
i didn’t want to see what i knew was certain.

the gun shots rang out, the crowd stampeded,
i turned back around to see what proceeded.
and then i saw to my shocking surprise,
a sight that i couldn’t believe my eyes.

small children surrounded the uniformed man,
with their silent faces they made a tall stand.
the parents of some did curse and expose,
how dreadful these children were for upholding their foes.

they would not be moved and so then i found,
others did gather without making a sound.
the ambulance sirens so far in the distance,
i wondered if they could withstand the resistance.

the angry mob pressed in, they wanted to lynch
this innocent soldier would make a good witch.
then to my surprise what more could i say,
his protectors fell down and started to pray.

i fell to my knees and found myself joining,
their voices calling out in the early of morning.
we prayed for a miracle, we prayed for peace
we prayed the ambulance would get there at least.

and when it arrived, it cut through the crowd,
the cop was then loaded and then it got loud.
they punched the vehicle and made petty threats,
about how every officer deserves what he gets.

and as the vehicle drove off with sirens a blazing
i listened to the crowd and all of it’s hating.
and as the ambulance rolled out of sight,
i thought merry Christmas to all…. and to all a good night.
12-21-2014

No One To Hear

The cold wind is blowing, the temperature drops low,
instead of the rain now it’s starting to snow.
I stand here alone without a word to say,
there was nothing I could do to make you stay.

You say it was hatred, you said it was spite,
I say you are always wrong and I am right.
You said it was twisted and I am confused,
that I mangle the truth to keep me amused.

You say I spin lies, you say I manipulate,
and that you have taken all you will take.
You no longer want to play this game,
that makes you hang your head in shame.

The cold wind is blowing, the temperature drops low,
I want desperately to leave but I’ve no where to go.
I stand here alone without a word to say,
but there is no one to hear it here anyway.

 

12-3-2014

One Day

One day the Ghosts of the past will die and I will truly be free,
One day all the mistakes I’ve made no one will be able to see.
One day I will stand, and there will be no one to say,
anything to me about that day.

Did I bury the past on unholy ground?
Forever to haunt me without any sound?
How do I exorcize these?  Nothing does last.
I would rather die than be haunted by my past.

One day, just one day, if I live that long,
One day, just that day, I will sing my song.

One day the Stalkers will fade and I can once again feel free,
One day the things I said wont be remembered and I can be me.
One day I will sit in the silence, and alone I will revel,
everything else can go to the Devil.

I can not reach out or try to be human,
I must be the monster inside that is looming.
There is no comfort, no one I can trust.
I would rather die than live as I must.

One day, just one day, if I live that long,
One day, just that day, I will sing my song.

10-31-2014

If I had the Power

If I had the power, I’d like to change the world,
a domination of peace would definitely be assured.
I’d rid the world of politics and abolish all the law,
Self responsibly and reliance would be my battle call.
Religious institutions, will sit upon their place,
no longer trying to control the entire human race.
There will still be violence, and murder to name a few,
it must be weeded out for the race to start a new.
We will live in harmony with other animals as equals,
we wont rape the land and act like evil selfish devils.
We will kill the rush that comes with the to and fro,
we will end the stress that seems to feed our Corporate foe.
Money will not matter, for each will grow his own.
just like pioneers or the ancients from age of stone.
We’ll understand our place is not to dominate but share,
If I had the power, but the power isn’t there.
5-2-2014

You

You tell me things no one else can say,
You tell me you want me to be this way.
You show me sights of delightful surprise,
You show me the love hidden in your eyes.
You promise me a bright new life,
You swear to me I am your wife.
You say that there can be no escape,
You tell me that this is my fate.
You tell me I’m welcome to try,
Any escape that catches my eye.
You want to wrap me in fine jewelry,
Hug me, love me, watch me, do me.
You know me like no other can,
You read my mind and hold my hand.
You show me things that others would swoon,
You profess your love upon the moon.
And any other woman would subside,
On your romantic ride.
Castles, flowers, symphonies, chorus,
Candy, confetti, oh how you adore us.
You show me how others can be unfaithful,
You show how you can turn the table.
You tell me there could be only one,
To hold me at night and pray for the sun.
You show me your fire burning bright,
I feel passion all through the night.
You show me these things I will never see,
Because you are not standing in front of me.
2-10-98