Empty Eyes

 

There’s no way out

I scream and I shout

So deep in this hole

I’ve lost all control

 

It’s taken my mind

I’ve created the crime

Sold you my soul

There is no parole

 

I’ve got empty eyes – can’t see inside

I’ve got empty eyes – let my addiction decide

I’ve got empty eyes – thirsty with greed

I’ve got empty eyes – with madness to feed

 

I just want another

Monkey blood brother

My conscience subsides

Once I’m on this ride

 

I’ll steal if I have to

To get myself through

I’ll take what you’ve got

And sell the whole lot

 

I’ve got empty eyes – toxic and angry

I’ve got empty eyes – selfish and hungry

I’ve got empty eyes – they’re on the attack

I’ve got empty eyes – they’ll put a knife in your back

 

Rules are for breaking

Life’s made for the taking

Addiction is hell

That’s where I dwell

 

Vomit and spittle

There ain’t no acquittal

Won’t be no redeeming

Just blood, sweat and screaming

 

I’ve got empty eyes – lost all remorse

I’ve got empty eyes – as a matter of course

I’ve got empty eyes – burned out from the heat

I’ve got empty eyes – doin' life on the street

 

 

Who am I

 

Just who do I think I am

Flinching in the face of honesty

Ego flailing tentacles of wounded pride

Reeling in my self-righteous insecurity

 

Just who do I think I am

That I don’t warrant criticism

Have I arrived at evolution’s destiny

Gazing at the silvery mirror of perfectionism

 

Just who do I think I am

When someone tries to raise the bar

Do I cry foul; run and hide

Or do I strive to stay on par

 

Just who do I think I am

That I don’t deserve what I dish out

This generous slice of humble pie

Am I just ugly pride and fear throughout

 

Just who do I think I am

That I reject a simple truth

An honest gift from deep respect

Out of uncertainty retained from youth

 

 

Guitar (Acrostic, see previous entry for more info)

Gutsy instrument electric, you alone
Understand what words cannot express
In my heart and mind, your sound
Takes me to that vulnerable place inside
A world past fear and insecurity. You
Release me; with every precious note I'm freed

 

This is called Acrostic Poetry and in this case consists of the first letter in each line forming the words in the title of the poem.

Acrostic Agnostic

An acrostic agnostic crossed my path one day

Claimed he didn’t know which was the right way

Resounding arguments he’d heard as he went to and fro

Only nothing struck home, he just didn’t know

So I thought to myself what does it all mean

To me the answers are clear, I am redeemed

I’ve found a power much greater than me

Could my own experience help him to see?

 

A few years ago I just could not believe

Going nowhere, emptiness, being all I’d conceived

Now life taught me some lessons, struck down my pride

Only alcoholic ruin remained, I must confide

Salvation came when I gave up the fight

The only possible way out lies in God’s might

I don’t understand why; I no longer need to

Can you believe I believe?  I hope someday you do

 

To Rock On or to Rust

 

Chords scream and whine

Distorted, compressed

Amplified turbine

Forceful, distressed

 

A flurry of notes

Follows quickly behind

What say you my friend

What's on your mind

 

You follow melodically

So full of pretense

And speak so methodically

So frantic, intense

 

What is the reason

For your thunderous noise

Long hair and tattoos

Defiantly poised

 

A celebration of power

A party of lust

To shake and devour

To rock on or to rust

 

Scream with a vengeance

Shout out in disgust

To rebel without reason

To rock on or to rust

 

 

Taunting the Reaper (Quite silly)

I've come to the point
And given in to the end
I've stared at his gaze
Glanced `round the bend

Seems pointless this fighting
This struggle for life
All desperate actions
In the face of his knife

Yet I've got one last plan
One final rebellion
I'll cling on to this lie
And take on this hellion

I'll tie his laces together
Poke him with a stick
I'll put stuff in his milk
That will make him real sick

I'll put gum in his shoes
Trip him with wire
Misplace his scythe
And let the air from his tires

He'll turn swiftly around
Thinking he heard a sound
But he'll just see my shadow
Feel confusion unbound

Yes, he'll know I am near
As he pulls out his hair
But he'll never catch me
And cry out with despair

I've peaked through the crack
Looked down that long hall
And seen the strange light
Illuminating the walls

But I've decided to stay
To fight for my cause
And try to break
That most final of laws

Now I'm taunting the reaper
He's getting worse by degree
I am taunting the reaper
And I'm dancing with glee

Bleak harvester of souls
Will reap naught for his toils
Will not cross the river Styx
Never again see hell's lava boil