Honest Mistake

I don’t know why I have such anger
Such pointless, bitter rage
Some poor soul may be in danger
If I’m ever more than just a turning page

I too have heard the well-worn stories
And cried fire for the witch
Well-forgotten all the glories
A mere moment for the switch

And so I dread the inevitability
Of my place upon the pyre
The inadvertent victim of my villainy
Perceiving just another burning liar.

Externalizing

You turn your frustrations outward
Just like the people I resent
You may well think me a coward
For requiring assent
But when I cast that to the wind
All the worst things become true
And you may well unhappily find
That I turn into you

Flight

I’m still waiting for someone to teach me to fly
Maybe I knew it all along
But I’ve never really had a why
And the distance to the ground is oh so long

Heart

Endless throbbing noise
Makes itself known within my ears
Pattering against the pains
Trying not to be heard
Yet trying in vain

The Exception that Proves the Rule

My alternative philosophy
Sometimes put to the test
And by my findings, I conclude
Nothing is always best.

Black Hole

There’s a hole in the door
That you fill up with stories
Of how aggrieved you truly are
No one fixed all of your worries
They tiptoe around your collapsing star
And how cruel of them, the villains
Who kept your life from being full
But it’s you who embraced those darker feelings
And it’s you who made the hole.

The Plank In Our Eyes

I see the snapshots on your wall,
The lives you wish to lead;
You’re not alone, I hope you know —
But there’s more than that to heed.

You think that you can run to dreams;
Let me assure that you can’t.
I can’t escape these bitter screams
By simply saying, “I recant.”

You will have to earn your way;
And I truly hope you will.
But don’t think that I won’t warn you
It can be an awful bitter pill.

The Arrow in the Air

What a vibrant mind
Always more alive than mine
Dreaming of a future
That I could never see

And now somewhere you’ve gone
Perhaps you think you’re moving on
But I always dreaded it, the future
Because it circles back, you see.

Logic Vs.

I don’t know my place in this
How can I do my part
When every step I take makes you wish
I weren’t such a bleeding heart.

Microcosm

My simple problems all seem larger
Than the shelf that I can’t reach
And the people, I wish to rob them
Of the confidence to breach
That greater world beyond me
That they step into each day
But my little one unfurls
And I only run away.