Green Bad Dream

I couldn’t sleep

Something wasn’t right

Got out of bed

And walked the night

Walked down the street

And out of town

To a bar

No one had found

Maybe an ounce?

To help pronounce

Maybe a cup?

To shut my head up

Maybe a quart?

I have no retort

Maybe a pint?

Just to see what I’d find

Brushed my eyes

And wandered in

“What’ll ya have?”

He said with a grin

Make me forget

What haunts within

“I have just the thing

The Forgiving Sin.”

“Quite a rush

With no hangover

Enjoy your night

May it never be over.”

Never heard of it

But took the drink

Warmed the soul

And made me think

Maybe an ounce?

To help pronounce

Maybe a cup?

To shut my head up

Maybe a quart?

I could use the support

Maybe a pint?

Just to clear my mind

Around that time

I did see

A beautiful soul

That wasn’t free

Tied to the liquid

Outwardly in glee

While her green eyes

Told her soul’s sorry plea.

She spouted off “wisdom”

So drunk in the bar

Like: “I drink

Therefore I are.”

And: “Which one of you drunks

Has the cars to my key?”

One more drink

And then I’ll leave

Maybe an ounce?

She did announce

Maybe a cup?

She wouldn’t shut up.

Maybe a quart?

She could use the support.

Maybe a pint?

Just to see what she’d find.

Finished my drink

Got up to leave

Paid my tab

And couldn’t believe

Her in the corner

Starting to heave

The liquid did

To her, deceive

I walked to bed

Along the street

Couldn’t wait

To rest my feet

Along the way

I did see

Green eyes speeding

Right past me

Maybe an ounce?

I didn’t count

Maybe a cup?

She should have stopped

Maybe a quart?

She was nothing short

Maybe a pint?

Of being out of her mind

I walked on

In a daze

Quite enjoying

My drunken haze

Until I stopped

With unbelieving gaze

To see again

Green eye’s face

The problem was

She didn’t see me

And it really didn’t

Have to be

I don’t know what

She’d have said to me

Her car now wrapped

Around that tree

Maybe an ounce?

I didn’t even try

Maybe a cup?

To see if she was all right

Maybe a quart?

I didn’t even try

Maybe a pint?

To save her life

I kept on walking

Back to my bed

Green eyes on me

And in my head

I could sleep

It wasn’t me

For I was safely

In a dream

And I awoke

To tell this tale

With terror sweat

And skin so pale

About the girl

Who tried too hard

To find in life

Her destined part

Maybe an ounce?

To help me sleep for once

Maybe a cup?

To shut my head up

Maybe a quart?

She could use the support

Maybe a pint?

So I can save her life

Shot

He woke up today and thought to himself:
“I’m tired of this shit, time to raise some hell.”

He dressed and made ready for the new day
Losing all reason to watch what he may say

Walked the world for a while and let them all know:
“It’s all falling down, so look out below.”

Capitalizing on his new found strength
He played it short, while they all went to great lengths

Found what he wanted and said with chilled tone:
“You want to want me, or you’ll end up alone.”

They fell for it each and every time
Always seeing the fake charm and never the slime

Until she came along and set him straight:
“Sorry honey, you’re definitely not worth the wait.”

He continued to play, and saw a challenge to this one.
He wouldn’t stop chasing; he was far from done.

He tried all of his lines, swung on and missed
“So you steal my breath, but I can’t steal a kiss?”

Flattered, but ultimately unimpressed
Not feigning interest at his game, an utter mess.

Shot down by the one he wanted most
“Just stop with your words before you fall host,

To a sickness that makes even great men fall
One that builds egos and clouds them all,

The kind of guy you mock behind his back
Because every ounce of him is total crap.”

Stunned by her words, too late to escape
She turned to leave, and he lost love’s fate

She walked out of his life, she would never return
While he remained in the waste, unable to discern

He went on to play games, and cheat life of love
Never realizing what he lost, while he lived in lust.

If Then

If misery loves company,
Then why am I alone?
If happiness is a state of mind,
Then are its borders finite?
If all good things must come to an end,
Then what will happen to heaven?
If two wrongs actually made a right,
Then would I be able to sleep tonight?

Not the best and over dressed,
With the wrong address to this mess.
Not depressed but overstressed,
With a forward regress to finesse.
It’s not quite goodbye,
It’s just another last word.
Everybody has them,
Some more famous, all absurd.

How do we decide
What we deserve in life,
While those most deserving
Are patiently dying inside?
Why do we think we have more control
Over our lives than we actually do?
Why do we blink and miss the goal
When love arrives and only wants us too?

If I told you the truth,
Then would you believe me?
If I did everything for you,
Then would everything happen for me?
If I told you I was drowning,
Then would you jump in with me?
If I told you I loved you,
Then would you be in love with me?

I just found another bottle,
With no tangible message in it.
All it tried to say
Was you really need to quit.
I just fought another battle,
With no discernible presage before it.
All I tried to do
Was honorably quit.


When up is down and all around,
Why can’t I find a middle ground?
Is there only tragedy and comedy,
And nothing in between for me?
When up is down and all around,
Would we even notice a middle ground?
Is there only tragedy and comedy,
And no one in between for me?

If I wake before I die,
Then would I feel all right?
If I’m a solution and problem too,
Then what are you supposed to do?
If three’s a crowd and one extra wheel,
Then I’ll just leave and make your two ideal.
If it looks like love, and feels like love
Then it’s just infatuation, not all of the above.

Let’s take a pass on all the drama
And enjoy this just a little longer
While too many people are talking
About things that mean nothing
Finding out that I wasn’t invited
But we continue to stay, never frightened
Well I’ll admit that I’m afraid
And I can’t sleep in the bed I’ve made.

If our prayers are only vain wishes,
Then should we really expect God to answer?
If this world sucks because we say it does,
Then can I just say I want to defer?
If good things come to those who wait,
Then can I just sit here and procrastinate?
If absence makes the heart grow fonder,
Then we all ought to be separated from each other.

My Last Biased Words

I’ll start off by saying
This one is for you
You know who you are
And you know it’s true

I don’t know how
You do what you do
But you keep at it
Like there’s nothing to it

I can no longer say
That I’m alone in my head
Because almost every thought I have
Is now of you instead

Everything you say and do
Just solidifies the fact
That you’re more amazing now
Than you were five minutes in the past

I just want to snatch you up
And never let you go
When it seems like there are too many goodbyes
And not nearly enough hellos

And if I went blind tomorrow
I would probably be all right
Because I knew that I saw you
The most beautiful to my sight

And it’s a shame I can’t do more
To have you in my keeping
Some might call me lazy
But I’m just merely sleeping

I’m hoping to wake up
And have you there with me
But if it never happened
That’s how it was meant to be

And I can’t blame you or me
And I’m not going to make a fuss
I can only just be happy
For the times that it was us

I’ll stop with my biased words now
I just want you to be happy
And I hope that if you want me
You’ll find your way back some day…