Land of the Broken

This is the land of the angry

This is the home of the pissed

This is a platoon of fighters

To get back the life we have missed

To lay claim to what is ours

To take back a heart full of peace

To fight for quiet and tranquility

To make the war inside cease.

To silence the voices inside

Self doubt, self hate, non stop

Speaking yelling cursing us

Beating us till we drop

Looking over our shoulders

Waiting for the beast to strike

Feeling the hot breathe of evil

Carrying a "fuck you" spike.

Expecting enemies at every turn

We will never disappointed be

Because what we seek we will find

And what we fear we will see

So how do we fight for peace

But lay all our weapons down

But when the enemy is ourselves

Self trust never seems to abound

So round and round we go

In this hamster wheel heart beating

Distrusting the feet we run on

Fearing happiness is fleeting.

This is the land of the broken

This is the land of exhaust

This is the home of the cornered dog

fighting for the life which was lost.

Falling off the world

The world it turned

And off we fell

Into empty space

Own personal hell

Nothing to hold

Nothing to grab

Not a branch to save me

Not even dirt to stab

There was no up

There was no down

Was I even falling

Would I hit the ground?

Would I ever stop?

Or fall endlessly?

A ghost caught in the suction

Spiritual amputee

Can't say I know the answer

No ending to the rhyme

One day I will know

Somewhere out in time

Fur Night Dreams

I sought a place

to disappear

I didn't know why

I didn't know where

the instinct burned

It begged me go

It hastened now

Quick speed bestow

Shivered shoulders

A watched-feeled back

A hunted prey's worst nightmare

No goosebumps did I lack

Searching quickly

No hiding place find

No weapon to defend

No sweet peace of mind

Listening for my predator

A monster with evil breath

I heard silence loudly trumpeting

As I waited for my death

My heart beat a thousand lives

My mouth dry as desert eve

As the clock ticked away the minutes

For the moment I did believe

In my dreams I had seen the future

The fur the eyes the blood

And I knew that I was next

Fear filled me like a flood

Then finally it arrived

My terror choking hour

Remember me when I die

With a simple sweet white flower

Around the corner it came

The shadow large and pressing

I asked for forgiveness for all my sins

And begged for last rite blessings

Then expecting heaven to say

It is finished, it is written

Walking toward me limping came

A tiny little kitten

Her leg, the fur all matted

The blood mixed with road dust

Her eyes begged for kindness

My heart begged her to trust

For that which had brought me terror

Didn't look so scary now

Just another soul who was broken

And needed me somehow

Six Feet Under Ground

I lost myself somewhere sometime

I crawl so far inside

I don't exist out there anymore

So in the dark I hide

I'm just a tiny piece of dust

Kicked about by the wind

Sucked into an empty vortex

This black hole never to transcend

To the dark I escape

Or Is the night my prison

I search for what is me

Yet I have lost my night vision

Take a step, hit a wall

Turn around and repeat

My face a bloody mess

As I face frustration and defeat

Inside it's dark

Inside it's small

Then I know without a doubt

the sad truth of it all

This place I hide

Praying my soul doth save

Is not my salvation

But my coffin, my grave.

It's not time to die

But this time must live

But I'm tired, so tired

Sweet relief, something please give.

Someone dig me up

Someone let me out

But if I see the sunshine

In fear will I shout?

Release me! Leave me be!

A captive to my fear

Where will I feel like me

Out there or tucked in here?

Will I ever know the answer

Will I ever pass the test

Will I always be bumping into walls

Will I ever feel at rest?

No happy ending

No ever after found

Just fighting to stay above

Six feet under ground.

Cocoon of Thorns

Hello dear friend, explosion suspend,

you know when I need your caress.

Your magic touch, no fight, this much

I know as fire sparks off your undress.

Your smooth, sharp blade, for it I have prayed

to sail smoothy down my flesh

and open a river, with barely a quiver

and create my soul newly fresh.

The pain so divine, the release so sublime

I can declare that I breath once again

For I feared to exhale until upon you I impale

and fall into a satisfying zen.

I long to cocoon in your thorn ridden room

as upon needles of love I abide

this hammock dripping wet, with blood and with sweat

and in this prickly peace I will hide.

Angry Beast

Stupid motherfucking world

I'm so angry for a fight

We try and try to do good

still lay awake at night.

Work our fucking asses off

and our fingers to the bone

then we hear a little ring

bill collectors on the phone.

Then I try to love my wife

cause I really think she rocks

then a self righteous christian

jumps up on his soapbox.

We are going to hell?

How 'bout you Mr. Pharisee?

Go to church on Sunday

but full of hypocrisy.

And then the politicians

Pro-family Yes! my ass

put down the stones ya throwin'

you're in a house made of glass.

I'm just trying to live here, ya'll

leave me and mine in peace

I want to be god lovin

but I'm just a angry beast.

Fu*king Shark Snack

Fuckin' trapped in a box

floatin' on the open sea

sharks swimmin' all around

snappin' hard and fast at me. 

Ain't got nowhere to go

can't go up, only down

my fate to get eaten

an hors d'œuvre before I drown.

And now I just sprung a leak

and the water's rushing cold

the fear done turn to rage

this bullshit's gettin' old.

All you stupid fuckin' sharks

better hope this is your day

cause I'm pissed as holy hell

and you best get out my way.

I'm angry and I'm tired

and I've had all I can take

and at the moment it would feel amazin'

if all your bones I could break.

And I know its mighty ugly

but its hard to give a shit.

when I try to stay afloat

and end up getting hit.

Time and time and time again

over and over til I bleed

what the fuck do you want

my first born? my first seed?

Well kiss my ass you motherfucker

I'm tired of all your praddle

I'll tear you into bits

use your shark fin as my paddle. 

Then I'll have something finally

something that's all mine

I won't owe you all I'm worth

a few pennies and a dime.