Broken Sidewalk

I walk alone down a busy street

A broken sidewalk under my feet

I see it is cracked and crumbling

Looks like the earth is rumbling

Does the concrete feel like I do

When I think about me and you

How did it fall into disrepair

I wonder does anybody care

Did the pressure of city produce the first crack

Was there a subcommitee that sought to bring it back

Was it the roots of dissention underneath the surface

Things I don’t mention that I hope no one will notice

Looking at the ground I see my soul

Cracked and beaten by the cold

My hope is crumbling underneath

I feel I am broken and can’t breathe

Did the pressure of the city produce the first crack

Was there a subcomittee that sought to bring me back

Is it the roots of dissention underneath the surface

Things that I don’t mention that I hope no one will notice

I walk alone beside a busy street

A broken sidewalk beneath my feet

Every crack and every line

Every memory of mine

Did the pressure of life cause me to crack?

Or was it the knife that stabbed me in the back?

Roots of my lies underneath the surface

Growing in size while going unnoticed 








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You Steal My Breath

You steal my breath and race my heart

I know we take this game too far

Fear mixes with pleasure and pain

Trembling you come to me again

I am weak and so are you

Passion is strong but is untrue

Your lips and I lose my breath

Just a taste and I’m scared to death

You steal my breath and race my heart

I know we take this game too far

Paper Snowflakes

Making paper snowflakes on the floor

They both seem a little sad

One girl turns and asks the other

Do you ever see your dad?

I watch and listen as they play

And we all our reasons why

Hearing what they have to say

Brings a tear to my eye

Listen to the sadness in their voices

They pay the price for our bad choices

Making paper snowflakes on the floor

They are unlike you and me

We make selfish decisions and

The consequences we don’t see

I hear a sweet little girl 

Say she feels sad everyday

I watch them hug and I cry

I wonder why it has to be this way

Listen to the sadness in their voices

They pay the price for our bad choices

If we could make paper snowflakes 

If we talk and try to understand

Could we find a way to have 

A few less broken hearts in this land

Light The Way

There was a storm that came ashore

And knocked off power to the world

In the dark no one can see

And people everywhere are in need

There came a man who was the light

A beacon shining in the night

He lights the way by his name

Now we are bearers of the flame

In the dark no one can see

And the people are all in need

We shine the light of his word

Until the power is restored

On the coast for all to see

The shambles of humanity

Some reach out and help rebuild

While others lie, loot and steal

We can see the wretched cost

Evidence that man is lost

Hold the flame and draw some near

But know that heaven is not here

In the dark no one can see

So many people are in need

The world is dark but rest assured

That the world will be restored

The Sound of Breaking Glass

Feels like my head is underwater and I can’t breathe

Or like the sun is in my eyes and I cannot see

I am overwhelmed and undermined 

Maybe I am lost in my own mind

Every sound I hear is like the sound of breaking glass

Everything around here is like a fragment of my past

Faces I should know, on my family and friends

We gather around the dinner table and I pretend

I know what they expect so I say the right things

An acceptable deception that this season brings

Its like I’m sinking in water and I cannot swim

They are talking about their son, but I am not him

Every sound I hear is like the sound of breaking glass

Everything here is a broken fragment of my past

Faces that I know of my family and my friends

We gather around the dinner table and I pretend

There is so much pressure building in my head

The person they think I am, that guy is dead

Thoughts that overwhelm my mind

Be careful for what you wish to find

Every sound I hear is like the sound of breaking glass

Everything in here is just a fragment of my past

Faces that I know of my family and my friends

We gather around the dinner table and I pretend

No trace

Write the words. Invest the time. Spend your soul, bleed your heart. You pour yourself onto a page. And then it is gone. Deleted? No trace of what you labored over. So it is with life as well. Pointless effort for what no one will remember.

Unsettled

I’m so tired that my body aches

I’m sick of all of my mistakes

Collapsed onto the bed I lay

Outside all the children play

I slip into a distant dream 
Like dust upon a light beam

Unsettled 

Lying lost in my own mind

So lost no one will ever find

Unsettled

I am so tired that I cannot sleep

I hear every sound, every creep

Close my eyes, I can clearly see

Vivid images that cannot be

I slip into a distant dream

Like dust upon a light beam

Unsettled

Lying lost in my own mind

So lost no one will ever find

Unsettled

Superficial Runway Insanity

Its a money grab, selling dreams

Nothing is what it seems

Give a little hope, like blood to a shark

They try hard to keep you in the dark

You could be the next big star

Audition for the leading part

Let us help you be your best

Just sit down and write a check

I am going to talk of how great you are

Make you think you can be a star

Even if its true and you find fame

Should that be your end game

So much vanity,  so much vanity

Superficial runway insanity

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