I like writing. I like Music. That's it buddy. I'm always willing to work on songs if something doesn't feel right and I like to see people who appreciate what I write. This is my email if you want to reach out: [email protected]
Fresh buck
Tell me more
Divulge your makeshift mysteries
Offer me secrets pre-revealed
I’ll gulp down your lies
As you forget to listen
Fresh buck
Every stare leaves me longing,
Leaving me falling
Falling for your affection
A derivative of manipulation
That targets my vulnerabilities
Each touch brings me connection
An otherworldly affliction
Taught to be an object
I want to be used
You may be crude
But against my better judgement
I am a fool
My buck
Befouled love
Is all you offer
I’ve had too many of your amazing lies
To deny the truth that engulfs my insides
Mass of oozing flesh I am to you
Where does my purpose lie?
You need me not
But I am used to needing you
Stale buck
Now I see the real view
That amidst all you do
Is sensual intention
But I’m in too deep
Can’t afford dissension
At least that’s what I tell myself
It would have been better to remain blind
I’m just your candy
Stale buck
I feel nothing
Especially in your eyes
Somehow it means I can’t let go
Of this reward you reap and sow
Now I am your dumpster
Plant your seed
Destroy my worth
To fuel your own
fxxx me
Until I am but a doe
My buck
Befouled love
Is all you offer
I’ve had too many of your amazing lies
To deny the truth that engulfs my insides
Mass of oozing flesh I am to you
Where does my purpose lie?
You need me not
But I am used to needing you
Headless spirits float about
People faint, they scream and shout
Doors of pure material are shut by fear
Transversive bodies still go through clear
On the street the saloon is alone
For all have left for the streets to roam
The barman stays, he’s me
And the business he has run since seventeen
The horses pant and neigh
They feel like they cannot stay
Children in tears run to their parents arms
At the floating spirits on approach
Understanding is on reproach
A plateaued lifestyle
Lawmen they’re all the same
They point their weapons up and start to spray
But bullets don’t faze or maim
What beings were out of reach
“Hurry, hurry, hurry” spreads in town
Until no one is left to peep a sound
The spirits enter my bar, an unaltered endeavour
At the sight I cannot control my tremors
“Would you like a drink?”
I stutter out at the apparitions
Without even the need to think
They wave their hands no
In their headless stares I begin to find comfort
A plateaued lifestyle
I look on as they place themselves
A makeshift stage is made
From surrounding tables and shelves
I’m flooded by memories of my mother’s last serenade
Out of nothing instruments are wrought forward
A drum set out of the world that surrounds
Strings made from ripped off skin
And a hallowed heart taken to speak into
The notes they play
I hear them resonate
They stay in my ears
Kissing me with happy bliss
“Alone but true
here are notes to bring with you
when an idle heart is in sway”
They sing out to me in symphony
The music pierces through the air
It filters through my conscious mind
And tends to the beating of my heart
I sit and listen for as long as I can
For hours to those spirits I am bound
An experience that I know
Only I will care about
The tears I shed
I hope it pays them well
For in this moment
They live once again
It is time for them to leave
They played their lives out
Like once before
But they bid me farewell
Before they go
The headless spirits
They disappear
Now the townsfolk
Are back for beer
They stay opportunistically
Forgetting it all
But I remember it all so clear
Deep beneath my marrow
I’m decided
I have to go
See those spirits play
One more time
They make me feel
So alive
Make a baby
An alchemical courtesy
From the tainted tapestry
Ordained to be seen
Make a baby
Push it plenty
To a distorted need to heed
Offer it no pity
Don’t forget what this may be
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
My forged up baby
It’s pointing a gun at me
How could it betray
What I taught it to portray
I made it without backbone
To counter this very irony
It’s soaked in sadness
But drips no sympathy
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
The alchemical baby
Inside its blood
A beauty senseless
Maybe I made it for this
With a denial made from my cowardice
I built an alchemical baby
And the world it blames me
For what may come to be
A future built from alchemy
And I am its first casualty
Now I’ve got a bullet for a brain
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
I got killed by my alchemical baby!
Fresh buck
Tell me more
Divulge your makeshift mysteries
Offer me secrets pre-revealed
I’ll gulp down your lies
As you forget to listen
Fresh buck
Every stare leaves me longing,
Leaving me falling
Falling for your affection
A derivative of manipulation
That targets my vulnerabilities
Each touch brings me connection
An otherworldly affliction
Taught to be an object
I want to be used
You may be crude
But against my better judgement
I am a fool
My buck
Befouled love
Is all you offer
I’ve had too many of your amazing lies
To deny the truth that engulfs my insides
Mass of oozing flesh I am to you
Where does my purpose lie?
You need me not
But I am used to needing you
Stale buck
Now I see the real view
That amidst all you do
Is sensual intention
But I’m in too deep
Can’t afford dissension
At least that’s what I tell myself
It would have been better to remain blind
I’m just your candy
Stale buck
I feel nothing
Especially in your eyes
Somehow it means I can’t let go
Of this reward you reap and sow
Now I am your dumpster
Plant your seed
Destroy my worth
To fuel your own
fxxx me
Until I am but a doe
My buck
Befouled love
Is all you offer
I’ve had too many of your amazing lies
To deny the truth that engulfs my insides
Mass of oozing flesh I am to you
Where does my purpose lie?
You need me not
But I am used to needing you
Headless spirits float about
People faint, they scream and shout
Doors of pure material are shut by fear
Transversive bodies still go through clear
On the street the saloon is alone
For all have left for the streets to roam
The barman stays, he’s me
And the business he has run since seventeen
The horses pant and neigh
They feel like they cannot stay
Children in tears run to their parents arms
At the floating spirits on approach
Understanding is on reproach
A plateaued lifestyle
Lawmen they’re all the same
They point their weapons up and start to spray
But bullets don’t faze or maim
What beings were out of reach
“Hurry, hurry, hurry” spreads in town
Until no one is left to peep a sound
The spirits enter my bar, an unaltered endeavour
At the sight I cannot control my tremors
“Would you like a drink?”
I stutter out at the apparitions
Without even the need to think
They wave their hands no
In their headless stares I begin to find comfort
A plateaued lifestyle
I look on as they place themselves
A makeshift stage is made
From surrounding tables and shelves
I’m flooded by memories of my mother’s last serenade
Out of nothing instruments are wrought forward
A drum set out of the world that surrounds
Strings made from ripped off skin
And a hallowed heart taken to speak into
The notes they play
I hear them resonate
They stay in my ears
Kissing me with happy bliss
“Alone but true
here are notes to bring with you
when an idle heart is in sway”
They sing out to me in symphony
The music pierces through the air
It filters through my conscious mind
And tends to the beating of my heart
I sit and listen for as long as I can
For hours to those spirits I am bound
An experience that I know
Only I will care about
The tears I shed
I hope it pays them well
For in this moment
They live once again
It is time for them to leave
They played their lives out
Like once before
But they bid me farewell
Before they go
The headless spirits
They disappear
Now the townsfolk
Are back for beer
They stay opportunistically
Forgetting it all
But I remember it all so clear
Deep beneath my marrow
I’m decided
I have to go
See those spirits play
One more time
They make me feel
So alive
Make a baby
An alchemical courtesy
From the tainted tapestry
Ordained to be seen
Make a baby
Push it plenty
To a distorted need to heed
Offer it no pity
Don’t forget what this may be
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
My forged up baby
It’s pointing a gun at me
How could it betray
What I taught it to portray
I made it without backbone
To counter this very irony
It’s soaked in sadness
But drips no sympathy
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
The alchemical baby
Inside its blood
A beauty senseless
Maybe I made it for this
With a denial made from my cowardice
I built an alchemical baby
And the world it blames me
For what may come to be
A future built from alchemy
And I am its first casualty
Now I’ve got a bullet for a brain
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
I got killed by my alchemical baby!
In a little brown town
There’s a little bit of meat
It dangles on the bone alone
Of the children not yet beat
Ray traced thoughts
On a piece of paper
Portray the never
Oh my father
Why even bother?
The writings aren’t enough
Oh my mother
What does matter?
No one ever kisses goodbye
Oh my lover
Where are you?
They left me with a taste
Of all their desperation
So I can emanate
I love those smiles
Found in old pictures
But they’re so hard to replicate
On a borrowed bicycle
There’s a clown with a frown
From his dirt covered boots
The true skin takes its form
We sleep in the streets he and I
A good show of suffering
Ray traced thoughts
On a piece of paper
Portray the never
Oh my father
Why even bother?
The writings aren’t enough
Oh my mother
What does matter?
No one ever kisses goodbye
Oh my lover
Where are you?
The pleading gave me an amethyst
It’s a shiny catalyst
Irradiates my tightened fist
The clown is gone
They got to him
Roaches make for lonely friends
This town does daunt
An encroaching stance
What I want
Is the smile left in lonesome pockets
Under the sun
Skin peels
Hopefully it leads to a new self
Ray traced thoughts
On a piece of paper
Portray the never
Oh my father
Why even bother?
The writings aren’t enough
Oh my mother
What does matter?
No one ever kisses goodbye
Oh my lover
Where are you?
Stuck underwater
I’m excited to pop out and take a breath
A sweet aroma
Of a thought
Encompasses me
Its reason for being is simple
I’m happy
I don’t want to leave
This perfect moment
And while I know
It will end
I’ll drop dead
Before leaving it
Unappreciated
It’s so easy to get lost
Without a map
A tug on my heart strings
And I relive painful memories
But here and now
Only the moment matters
Strip me of my body
Offer me only this piece of heaven
I’m in apnea
In my ocean of feelings
I feel only ecstasy
Of the mind
A pure joy unbreakable
I don’t want to leave
This perfect moment
And while I know
It will end
I’ll drop dead
Before leaving it
Unappreciated
I don’t want to leave
This perfect moment
And while I know
It will end
I’ll drop dead
Before leaving it
Unappreciated
A moment that breaks time
Births a cherished memory
Emotions in vertigo spills
Caress my heart
I love this moment
Please don’t let go
Waiting on a snowflake
For something new
What that is
We have no clue
A dead man’s words
Form my fervour
Waiting on a snowflake
Until it evaporates
I am clay
Moulded by fervour
We all pray
Our lives will encompass us
That our words will overlay
And drown our emotions in a tide
Every lie
A bitter kiss
But do I really want
The truths unspoken
Leave unto me
A four leaf clover
Kiss me softly
So I might be happy
Paralysis breeds disaster
In the best dream makers
I am clay
The world holds my affections
The sun wishes to stay
But has to go away
By caressing our inhibitions
We hope to dream
I am clay
Moulded by fervour
We all pray
Our lives will encompass us
That our words will overlay
And drown our emotions in a tide
I’m waiting on cancer
To start to miss you
Complacency is inherent
When I don’t know what to do
I know I should listen
To everything you say
And appreciate every day
I want to
But it seems I have to fxxx it up myself
To understand it truly
We’re always too late
That’s the irony
I’m ashamed
It has to be this way
But I’m happy
That I get to learn it on my own
I’m not playing the victim
I want the time
To screw it all up
So it seems
I’ll have to wait
For you to get sick
To appreciate your life
I’m waiting on cancer
To start to miss you
Complacency is inherent
When I don’t know what to do
I know I should listen
To everything you say
And appreciate every day
I want to
But it seems I have to fxxx it up myself
To understand it truly
We’re always too late
That’s the irony
Paired on branches
We fell together
A vision funneling us forth
I would not even waste the memories
Indebted lives have weighed heavy
I’ve been there for all I can
You never kissed goodbye
Here you still remain
Scattered on as the tile stains
I can’t face the floor
I see your every step
Now I simply wait
I still hear your whispers
Your words will never leave
Over wine I see facsimiles
But they aren’t you
Indebted lives have weighed heavy
I’ve been there for all I can
You never kissed goodbye
With onlookers I parlay
To say I’m okay
In my head a blight
For how long will it impair my sight?
All the birds sing a charade
Do you see me waiting?
Do you still exist?
I will persist
I will walk onwards
Leaving my flesh where yours rests
Shadows loom
And show the red in the blue
At a crossroad
I kiss another
They’re like me
But not like you
Indebted lives have weighed heavy
I’ve been there for all I can
You never kissed goodbye
Here you still remain
Scattered on as the tile stains
I can’t face the floor
I see your every step
Now I simply wait
All the birds sing a charade
Do you see me waiting?
Do you still exist?
Fresh buck
Tell me more
Divulge your makeshift mysteries
Offer me secrets pre-revealed
I’ll gulp down your lies
As you forget to listen
Fresh buck
Every stare leaves me longing,
Leaving me falling
Falling for your affection
A derivative of manipulation
That targets my vulnerabilities
Each touch brings me connection
An otherworldly affliction
Taught to be an object
I want to be used
You may be crude
But against my better judgement
I am a fool
My buck
Befouled love
Is all you offer
I’ve had too many of your amazing lies
To deny the truth that engulfs my insides
Mass of oozing flesh I am to you
Where does my purpose lie?
You need me not
But I am used to needing you
Stale buck
Now I see the real view
That amidst all you do
Is sensual intention
But I’m in too deep
Can’t afford dissension
At least that’s what I tell myself
It would have been better to remain blind
I’m just your candy
Stale buck
I feel nothing
Especially in your eyes
Somehow it means I can’t let go
Of this reward you reap and sow
Now I am your dumpster
Plant your seed
Destroy my worth
To fuel your own
fxxx me
Until I am but a doe
My buck
Befouled love
Is all you offer
I’ve had too many of your amazing lies
To deny the truth that engulfs my insides
Mass of oozing flesh I am to you
Where does my purpose lie?
You need me not
But I am used to needing you
Headless spirits float about
People faint, they scream and shout
Doors of pure material are shut by fear
Transversive bodies still go through clear
On the street the saloon is alone
For all have left for the streets to roam
The barman stays, he’s me
And the business he has run since seventeen
The horses pant and neigh
They feel like they cannot stay
Children in tears run to their parents arms
At the floating spirits on approach
Understanding is on reproach
A plateaued lifestyle
Lawmen they’re all the same
They point their weapons up and start to spray
But bullets don’t faze or maim
What beings were out of reach
“Hurry, hurry, hurry” spreads in town
Until no one is left to peep a sound
The spirits enter my bar, an unaltered endeavour
At the sight I cannot control my tremors
“Would you like a drink?”
I stutter out at the apparitions
Without even the need to think
They wave their hands no
In their headless stares I begin to find comfort
A plateaued lifestyle
I look on as they place themselves
A makeshift stage is made
From surrounding tables and shelves
I’m flooded by memories of my mother’s last serenade
Out of nothing instruments are wrought forward
A drum set out of the world that surrounds
Strings made from ripped off skin
And a hallowed heart taken to speak into
The notes they play
I hear them resonate
They stay in my ears
Kissing me with happy bliss
“Alone but true
here are notes to bring with you
when an idle heart is in sway”
They sing out to me in symphony
The music pierces through the air
It filters through my conscious mind
And tends to the beating of my heart
I sit and listen for as long as I can
For hours to those spirits I am bound
An experience that I know
Only I will care about
The tears I shed
I hope it pays them well
For in this moment
They live once again
It is time for them to leave
They played their lives out
Like once before
But they bid me farewell
Before they go
The headless spirits
They disappear
Now the townsfolk
Are back for beer
They stay opportunistically
Forgetting it all
But I remember it all so clear
Deep beneath my marrow
I’m decided
I have to go
See those spirits play
One more time
They make me feel
So alive
Make a baby
An alchemical courtesy
From the tainted tapestry
Ordained to be seen
Make a baby
Push it plenty
To a distorted need to heed
Offer it no pity
Don’t forget what this may be
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
My forged up baby
It’s pointing a gun at me
How could it betray
What I taught it to portray
I made it without backbone
To counter this very irony
It’s soaked in sadness
But drips no sympathy
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
The alchemical baby
Inside its blood
A beauty senseless
Maybe I made it for this
With a denial made from my cowardice
I built an alchemical baby
And the world it blames me
For what may come to be
A future built from alchemy
And I am its first casualty
Now I’ve got a bullet for a brain
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Kill the baby!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
I got killed by my alchemical baby!
In a little brown town
There’s a little bit of meat
It dangles on the bone alone
Of the children not yet beat
Ray traced thoughts
On a piece of paper
Portray the never
Oh my father
Why even bother?
The writings aren’t enough
Oh my mother
What does matter?
No one ever kisses goodbye
Oh my lover
Where are you?
They left me with a taste
Of all their desperation
So I can emanate
I love those smiles
Found in old pictures
But they’re so hard to replicate
On a borrowed bicycle
There’s a clown with a frown
From his dirt covered boots
The true skin takes its form
We sleep in the streets he and I
A good show of suffering
Ray traced thoughts
On a piece of paper
Portray the never
Oh my father
Why even bother?
The writings aren’t enough
Oh my mother
What does matter?
No one ever kisses goodbye
Oh my lover
Where are you?
The pleading gave me an amethyst
It’s a shiny catalyst
Irradiates my tightened fist
The clown is gone
They got to him
Roaches make for lonely friends
This town does daunt
An encroaching stance
What I want
Is the smile left in lonesome pockets
Under the sun
Skin peels
Hopefully it leads to a new self
Ray traced thoughts
On a piece of paper
Portray the never
Oh my father
Why even bother?
The writings aren’t enough
Oh my mother
What does matter?
No one ever kisses goodbye
Oh my lover
Where are you?
Stuck underwater
I’m excited to pop out and take a breath
A sweet aroma
Of a thought
Encompasses me
Its reason for being is simple
I’m happy
I don’t want to leave
This perfect moment
And while I know
It will end
I’ll drop dead
Before leaving it
Unappreciated
It’s so easy to get lost
Without a map
A tug on my heart strings
And I relive painful memories
But here and now
Only the moment matters
Strip me of my body
Offer me only this piece of heaven
I’m in apnea
In my ocean of feelings
I feel only ecstasy
Of the mind
A pure joy unbreakable
I don’t want to leave
This perfect moment
And while I know
It will end
I’ll drop dead
Before leaving it
Unappreciated
I don’t want to leave
This perfect moment
And while I know
It will end
I’ll drop dead
Before leaving it
Unappreciated
A moment that breaks time
Births a cherished memory
Emotions in vertigo spills
Caress my heart
I love this moment
Please don’t let go
Waiting on a snowflake
For something new
What that is
We have no clue
A dead man’s words
Form my fervour
Waiting on a snowflake
Until it evaporates
I am clay
Moulded by fervour
We all pray
Our lives will encompass us
That our words will overlay
And drown our emotions in a tide
Every lie
A bitter kiss
But do I really want
The truths unspoken
Leave unto me
A four leaf clover
Kiss me softly
So I might be happy
Paralysis breeds disaster
In the best dream makers
I am clay
The world holds my affections
The sun wishes to stay
But has to go away
By caressing our inhibitions
We hope to dream
I am clay
Moulded by fervour
We all pray
Our lives will encompass us
That our words will overlay
And drown our emotions in a tide
I like writing. I like Music. That's it buddy. I'm always willing to work on songs if something doesn't feel right and I like to see people who appreciate what I write. This is my email if you want to reach out: [email protected]
Going to University for Political Science Degree but I love writing and my minimum wage ain't doing much of that
