Sunday, February 28, 2010

Self Destruction

I can feel the anger coming from you as you walk by.
I want to help you, but I now better than to try.
Like a wounded animal in pain, you lash out to try to hurt me.
And I know it is coming as I hold my breath to wait and see.
It's the same old cycle. The same old merry-go-round.
Your actions speak volumes even if you do not make a sound.
When you wake up and look around at all the mess you made.
Can you tell me truthfully was it worth the price you paid?
You want to hurt the ones that you love before they hurt you.
But, you're going to end up all alone before you're through.
You tell me that you are so sorry when you are sober and clean.
But that doesn't undo the damage when you are drunk and mean.
Somethings can't be taken back once they have begun.
Self destruction begins in 5...4...3...2...1.

Read on the radio at KOPN 98.5 FM on March 28th, 2010.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Self Prophecy Man

So what has happen to you Self Prophecy Man?

Was this what you wanted, part of your plan?

Your dreams were big enough to reach the stars.

Now you're watching them fade behind jail house bars.

Your so afraid of dying in the streets all alone.

But you push everyone away from you in your home.

Hope cut to pieces: one quick stab from your knife.

Can you live with that for the rest of your life?
Was that what you wanted, part of your plan?
So what has happen to you Self Prophecy Man?

Monday, February 15, 2010

Flame On

From love's dying embers, rose a wisp of smoke.
Slowly fanned from the within, a flame grew.
Carefully I sheltered it inside my bitter soul,
As it turned into a blazing fire, strong and true.
Righteous indignation heated my cold hate;
It changed my spirit, and lit my whole being.
I drew my strength from its burning caress,
From head to toe a feverish heat I was feeling.
With each day I grow stronger and stronger.
Do not be fooled, I will look you in the eye:
With a voice you never heard before, you will know.
"You may have lit an arson pyre, but I did not die.
You have turned me into a phoenix, bright, reborn!"
If you realize what you've started, you will not tell.
Brave Marine, can you rally round 'Simper Fi' in hell?

Friday, February 12, 2010

I've Been Searching

I've been searching, seeking for something I can't find.
Looking for something that I can see inside of my mind.
I've been wanting, yearning for something I can't get.
All the time I've been pursuing, I don't have it yet.
I just keep going on and on with my unending quest.
I'm so very tired and lost but I just can't rest.
There is only one thing that could help me so far.
If I just could find the ever loving keys to the car.

Read on the radio at KOPN 98.5 FM on March 28th, 2010.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Burning Bridges

I have seen you burn your bridges
And cut ties with family and friends.
I have watched you light your life's candle,
Making sure it was lit at both ends.
I have witnessed your dreams and plans
Dissolve like castles in the sand.
I did not see the fire you lit
Under the bridge on which we stand.
Things said in a burst of anger
Doesn't mean this is how it ends.
If you want we can build another
Bridge to stand on to make our amends.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Bitter Tears

Millions of bitter tears fill up my heart.
One for every second we are apart.
I am drowning in their salt filled sorrow.
Will we ever met in the 'marrow?
The seconds of the days speed by so fast.
The pain in my heart seems to forever last.
Lost was I before you first went away.
Lost still am I, lost to this very day.
My hope is fading, turning to darkness.
My head goes in circles in all this mess.
When will my love come home and end my strife?
I miss you my darling beautiful wife.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Wisdom Of A Tree

If you have read quotes of wisdom from great thinkers of fame,
From Buddha, Confucius, Mohamed, Jesus to Mark Twain.
Have you ever considered to heed the wisdom of a tree.
The ability that when seasons turn hard; cold to set free
The unnecessities of life but to hold and keep the core.
Managing to only save the barest minimum in store.
Waiting for seasons to change again and breezes to blow warm.
'Til strong enough to branch out renewed to withstand life's storm.