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A whimper, a sigh, an unseen tear;
I'm alone again with all my fears.
A longing,a wanting,some loving arms to hold;
But I shake and tremble at the ..
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Hold on to your hats kids,
here I go;
Paranoia, Schizophrenia,
Oh, what a show.
Grooming legal lunacy,
with a maniacal grin;
No comprehension..
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Just a few scattered sprinkles of sanity remain,
holding any hope hostage.
But for what price you may ask?
Is this all that's left?
Will the engin..
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Putting my time in these many years,
there seems so little time to ponder;
About how much of my life has made a difference,
compared to that which ..
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World of pleasure,world of pain;
Everythings lost,nothings gained.
Hidden wispers,hidden lies;
Silent torment ,silent cries.
Heartless faces, hear..
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There's brutal weapons in our childrens hands,
Oh how can we elders not take the blame;
For leading innocence down the road to hell,
And teaching t..
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This beligerant page stares back at me empty and wanting.
Oh, what sinister forces are at work,
to stiffle a brand new pen.
Words refuse to surface..
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Who shall I trust my heart with?
Is there someone meant for me?
Someone who will accept me just as I am,
And be content with what they see.
Who ..
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They really don't know me.
My existence doesn't affect them.
Unseen on the crowded streets.
Just another passing breeze.
A name not even carelessl..
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I wrote this one one night working in a nursing
home as a security guard and a guy named Leo
used to come down to the big patio door and just stare..
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