Sunday, October 05, 2008

Longing for the One

There is so much I keep
So far hidden beneath
I’m just beginning to realize.
I cover it up in my mind
Just so that I can unwind
And keep the sunshine inside of my eyes.
I’m always searching for love
Under the sky up above
As it’s raining a million nails down on me
A constant lookout for you
Yes, a sweet girl that is true
But I can no longer see

I’m so anxious inside
Only wanting to hide
And I just can’t deny
That I’m about to collide
With everything that I lack
My heart has a crack
Yes, I’m still on my path
But my – train – is – off – it’s – track.

Rendered blind by the heart ache
My stare has become blank
What is it that I truly just don’t get?
Overwhelmed with frustrations
And losing all my patience
With no towel to wipe off the cold sweat
Only wanting connection
Always receiving rejection
So that now I just don’t really care
We all have our imperfections
There’s no need for their corrections
It’s what truly makes us rare.

I’m so anxious inside
Only wanting to hide
And I just can’t deny
That I’m about to collide
With everything that I lack
My heart has a crack
Yes, I’m still on my path
But my – train – is – off – it’s – track.

A Musically Spurred Poetic Piece of Social Commentary

Life is a massive quest
Flooded with the blood of patriotic civil unrest
That begs the question can we all pass the test
But surely this question would be asked all in jest
Because to answer correct you would not need to guess
As only those who are understanding will live through this mess.
Armies marching on as bombs are dropping everyday
Leaving children traumatized with no parents and nothing to say
Or with so much to say but without the words
This current situation strikes me as absurd.
Lines are continually blurred as the world progresses
The pain never lessens and we’re left with more questions
Than answers, with more social cancers,
That eat away at our shrinking humanity
And replace it with insanity, how can it be
That we praise ourselves as civilized creatures
But we fight more than flies over dried cheese on the bleachers
Justifying killing each other as a struggle for unity
But all I see is an abundance of lunacy
So I must ask, just who is free?