Broken, fucked up child
I never wished to be a mother
so it’s you who’ll have to suffer
all my fuckups and my pain
and for all of this
it’s you I’ll blame
For my ignorance,
is innocence
your innocence I’ll steal
Broken, fucked up left to suffer
And alone you’ll have to heal
Feel my presence
No, my absence
For I wished not for this life
Hear my drug-fueled rage
You broken, fucked up child
///
I never wished to be a father
So I abdicate that throne
And with mommy on her pills
You’ll have to battle life alone
For between us
I’m the victim
Cause I just couldn’t pull out
Now instead of rising up
I’ll hide my face and cry and pout
And I’ll spaz out
(forgot to mention)
For you know I cannot bear
This reality, without her
and the one with you in there
I always loved your mommy more
but I loved most all the drugs
So instead of holding you
I’ll hide and chase the hidden bugs
A cry of despair
Into this world we’re thrown
alone
In all our dreams we’re still
alone
And though we fight for love and beauty
still we fight this fight alone
So many people and their voices
Can’t break through this giant wall
No one there to cure the pain
or there to catch me when I fall
And fall I will, I’m sure, I know
Despite my strength, I’m destined so
And in the pit of my despair
There’s nowhere left to go
but down bellow
Where demons they await me
with their open arms or claws
where all logic breaks to shambles
where like love and war, there are no laws
So I shall wage this war for love
alone
With all my demons still I’m so
alone
And destined I am to be so
alone, alone, alone
We’re born alone
We die alone
With no one there to share the pain as I
am left to die within this pit
alone, alone, alone
No one to rule this lonely throne
I yell my pain into the void
And no one dares to hear my call
I’m a burden to my friends, I know
I’m a burden, that is all
And so alone I’m left to rot
because for love I am not worthy
I deserve this pain and so
I deserve to lie in this infirmary
but no jazz player will find me
to sing blues to heal the pain
So alone I’m left to suffer
And for this I am to blame
I shall lie in my despair
And I shall lie with all my shame
No one to hear my deathly cries
But the deaf and the insane
Learning to love
He’s not my savior,
father, God or else
the carrier of my self worth,
and I can’t hope that he will fix me
and the pain I’ve brought from birth
He does not prove that I am worthy
of self love or otherwise
He shall not carry my existence,
I won’t put on my disguise
My fear is not that he will leave me
but the fact I can be left
and to ask of him to stay
is something far beyond his depth
I need to search within for answers
and let love them be my guide,
for my worth is not his bidding
but is buried deep inside
I’m not a poem but a writer
drafter, master of my fate
And the skill to etch my word
is not acquired, but innate
I’ve sung the hum of other people
both the good ones and the bad
but the chords within my soul
were ones the others never had
I wish to find my own tonality
my timbre and my beat,
master all that I’ve been given
from my soul down to my feet;
for within me is a power
universal, yet unique
the ability to write
and the ability to speak
the possibility of song and art
and goodness so sublime
knowledge of the peak,
a spark that glistens of divine
From all the roads traversed, I’ve weakened
all the paths I’ve walked before
It was years of helpless sailing
’Till I reached another shore
Where my garden, it an flourish
I can safely plant here seeds
And attend to all my flowers
And uproot remaining weeds
For the soil here is fertile
And the sunshine is sublime
To accommodate the gods
Within this sanctuary divine
If I anchor here my boat
so I could start my life anew
Would you join me in my quest
for this land was built for two
Stepping barefoot on the sand
blessed by all the gods above
to tend this sacred land with
sunshine, water and with love
Monsters
I revealed to you a monster
with its anger, with its pain
I’ve invited you inside me,
where there’s thunder, where there’s rain
And you stayed
You didn’t run in fright
In fact you let me in
And showed me how you’re not alright
And so two monsters there they stand
In their evil, in their shame
And they’ve learned that different creatures
Can in fact be quite the same
When each monster, moved by forces
such as kindness, such as love
were then locked in an embrace
that morphed the monsters into doves,
they flew into the night
to claim the heavens up above