Dead for a While

Disconnected and discontent

The charred remains of my soul

Harbor a bundle of dormant rage

Longing for overdue release.

  

Patiently waiting for the floor to drop

Provoking the gods and never adhering to STOP

But life won’t let me go,

You won’t let me go.

 

But here in the darkness

The place I’ve come to love

They know me

My emptiness shines on kindred spirits

I don’t have to wonder what’s wrong with me

Because here in the darkness,

There’s nothing wrong with me.

 

I can’t keep hiding,

Building this fortress of deceit;

Darkness is not a convenient disguise

It’s where my heart truly lies.

 

I beg of you,

Let me go.

 

God,

Please

Just let me go.

 

I have to find a place among these ashes

So I can rise like a phoenix from the remains.

 

But if you stay

You will surely be my demise

This is where our legend dies.

 

But darling,

Don’t cry

We’ve been dead for a while.

Dead Men Tell No Lies

It’s upon the jaded bed of death

You’ll find this awful confession

Malingering on dog smelling breath.

                       

I went to see the local fortune teller

They said she was the best

She promised dreams and fancy things

But for me, she foretold death.

 

To see a dead man walking

Isn’t common place

Nor was the look

Upon her withered face.

 

Recollecting her composure

The gypsy masked her fear

As she told the most amazing fable

That clung to my growing ears.

 

“I see you’ve got a problem.

Good thing you’ve come to me.

First, you must atone

For all your wretched sins;

To leave a life behind

Without saying goodbye,

Will leave a scar worse than the one

Your perpetrator left on your thigh.

 

By dancing as nature intended

Under the first full moon

You will embrace all that is due.

 

Then…when that is done…

Well…dead man…

 

You must write it in your blood.

The story of how you came to be

The dead wolf warrior you were born to be.”

 

I thought the woman mad

As she stared at me with pride

But there was something carnal

Burning in her eyes.

 

I should have never gone to see that woman

Every word she said came true!

And my blood is now the legacy

That proves without a doubt,

Dead men tell no lies.

 

Pounding Pavement

Pounding across dew kissed pavement

Rhythmic tunes dictating the pace

Each step an indication

Of mawkish and selfish retaliations

Born against this life’s dark and depressing aggravations

Drenched in a shower of glorious morning sun

The most luscious sensation revitalizes tired legs

Every fiber in my being is pelted with wild fire

Oh how I love this invigorating pain!

Always pushing farther than mind and body allow

With each rapid heart beats it’s all so clear

This is the time

This is my time

To prove my self worthy

To prove my story is worthy of remembrance

Because out here on the pavement

My only competition…

Is the reflection in the mirror.