Sunshine
I thought I was on the right track
Turned away from that dark road
Hadn't looked back since
Yet
I never fully left
All I did
Was drift away for a while
I was fooling myself
"I'm on the up and up
I'm happy
I don't want to pop those pills
Everything's fine"
Lies
All of them
I tried to escape
Go to a couple places
Make a couple friends
Post that shit on Instagram
Make it look like I'm
Fine
Lies lies lies
I finally realize my lies
I can't stand to look in the mirror
Even more than usual
My face disgusts me
As I see not myself
But a loser
I don't want to talk
Eat
Write
Play
Listen
I want to sleep
Because it's as close to death
As I'm
Willing
She's a beautiful
Lustful
That temptress calls me closer
Every
Single
Night
And sometimes
I want to call her embrace
But I'm too much a coward
To walk into her arms
She invaded my sacred space
Somewhere I thought I was
Free
A place with memories
That bridge
With my name written on it
The bottom of that river
Blank
Waiting for my signature
I can't swim well
Not while
I'm being held up
By the one
That won't
Let me go
I didn't know it
We were just friends
Nothing more
Not lovers
Not significant others
But she
Was the one to save a sinner
Her golden hair
Draped down her face
Like rays of sunshine
Her hand
Grasping mine
Not letting me go
Holding on until the end of time
A forever
She loves me
And I her
She's the only reason
Why I can wake up
And love something
Everything
She's as bright as any star you'll find
That dark sky behind her
But when the morning comes
Her light does not fade
She is
My sunshine
And I
Am proud to call myself hers
White bread lifestyle
Every morning starts the same, two slices of mothers pride
Spread with Anchor butter, Marmalade on the side
Golden Jell you understand, got no peel or pips
wouldn't spoil her white bread life
dealing with lumps and bits
Thermostat's set to twenty five, far too hot for most
but whats the point of central heating if your not as warm as toast
Double glazing keeps the weather out, wouldn't want to feel a draught
Couldn't spoil her white bread life
dealing with fire and hearth
Luncheon is at twelve o'clock, she takes a portion from the freezer
pops it own the microwave, she knows its designed to please her.
She eats her lunch upon her lap in front of a TV screen
wouldn't spoil her white bread life
having to cook and clean
She's never rode the rapids down, or stood on a mountain top
She's never got in at 8am, still in her party frock
she's never seen her hard work fail, or watched her lover die
for she lives an insulated white bread life
and her days drip slowly by
Moments of Meaning
Time is a commodity
A currency
That can't be bartered
Or borrowed
We steal it in quick spurts
Along the paths
We are given
No marker exists
Indicating where those paths
Might travel or where
They will end
There are only precious moments
Remembered
Along the way
Like snapshots pasted
Along the continuum
Of the universe
That give us
Some sense of meaning
In our flash of existence
Within cosmic time
El Diablo
My devastation delivered
Unnaturally unique
By my serpent tongue lashings,
A perfected technique.
Each phrase, a draining plague
To bring the world to its knees.
And baptized in pain,
I expected them to bleed.
But each quip drained me,
Weighted down by my sins.
And each draining, damning word
Drove the nails in my coffin.
For el diablo cut the deal,
His promise laced with deceit
And the world refused to bow,
Submissive and weak.
Now, chaos reigns supreme
My destruction, this revolutionary tide,
With the devil whispering in my ear,
"Everybody has a dark side..."
