StickyBun

Somewhere out along the cliffs I'll find myself still sitting here, Behind the gates that hold the dead. Again, I'll see out past the trees That sprout from rocks and Reach to journey's end And past them, an ocean Mirrored with glimmering light, Blocking sight of what's ahead But I will still be on my knees Praying that the day comes when I'll be buried, here, beside my friend

Forgive me For this baleful sleeping, This noctambulism, This reality. Forgive me For my incessant dreaming, My incubus, My felony. I swear this is my last confession. Father, I've sinned, Over and over and over again. Forgive me For all past discretions All the seven, All degrees. Forgive me For future aberrations Future poems, Future somniloquy. I'm sorry for my last confession. Father, my penance, Forever and ever and ever amen.

To fear, to fall upon hard times To ease my mind through use of rhymes A tear, a stain, a broken heart A wicked girl who played a part The boy, the man you see right now The sweat that trickles down his brow A mask, a vow met with closed eyes A trust deceived by months of lies The truth, the end of restless nights The knowledge gained in all the fights A thought, a grin lights up his face A feeling met with warm embrace The girl, the hope he once died for The figure standing in the door To love, to see without hindsight To live a life that makes it right

Looking so beatdown You're dressed up in drag Aren't you so perfect While smoking that fag No time for answers You can't pick up the tab A Nickel in your pocket And you're calling a cab You got on a jet plane Cow you're going away With dreams to be famous A star in L.A. Our last cup of coffee Was laced with a lie You said you were leaving But forgot the goodbye I went back to my bedroom And there sat your heart It was staining my bedsheets And falling apart I picked up the pieces And followed your fame I found you on broadway Where I had no name You forgot all about me And made a new start In theatre and fortune You

To dismantle and shock Its revolution o'clock In my brain when I stop What I'm thinking and And call all the shots I'm famous in spirit But don't wanna hear it Forget what I'm saying Just stop, think and Listen to reason for change Life is the question The answer- expression That's all that I'm doing Is struggling with cause and Effect of changing the world The problem with choice When we all have a voice Is an eternal passage Of lessons and Learning to cope I'm bound by my fate But I'm proud to debate That my judgment is Chosen by me and Not you or your god. Criticize and reject And refuse the respect That I get wh

The Villain Gets the Girl This story starts like all the rest in the street, in the rain In the place where we would meet Tonight this story has a guest in her house, in her bed In his arms beneath the sheets Just like the movies, we begin end the scene, end the show But we let the plot unfurl This setting's starting to wear thin end my pain, end my life There's the villain with the girl On his own, he stands obsessed he's a fool, he's in love He's a knife in a gun fight On his mind, but just possessed He can jump, He can scream He knows how to make it right A shadow creeps into the room With a knife, with a smile With hi

Today is too late Been standing in the rain The cascade cools my madness But the consistancy's insane I trust you're okay Glad I could entertain My reveries were fancy But so far from mundane Decided my fate I drank away the strain Took my pills with whiskey But you sipped on champagne Fell prey to decay It's just legerdemain Turns out i'm a phony But thats common when you're vain Try to relate Give me time to explain I may not be so hopeless But I need to ease the pain Got something to say My notebook will explain The writing may be scribbled But the point is all the same

Today I met a blind man He was standing with no name His eyes were clouded over And the skies, they did the same He said "sometimes if you listen And if everyone stops walking In the silence of the moment The pavement, it starts talking" So we stood like that for hours And days turned into weeks But everyone was walking The pavement, would not speak And so I told the blind man "Well, I guess I should get going. Everybody is so busy And they show no sign of slowing." The man, he grabbed my shoulder And placed his finger to his lips He stared up to the heavens While the sun and moon eclipsed The world went dead and silent T

There is a truth behind your eyes A stepping stone for me to conquer With nothing but your will to bare the weight If my hands held out my sympathies instead of cold embrace Could you bring yourself to drain my fingers dry The hemorrhage that haunts me Is a symbol of stability but the blood that fills my head is far from settled The star that burned our initials in the sun Has long gone supernova And the shadow of our names no longer mourns What dreams may come will serve me blindly For I breathe not for tomorrow But the restless soul goes searching ever on...