// Any Reason Will Do//

I need a bottle a whiskey she joked

To be able to write

I told her she was right

And would proceed to purchase 10

She said it was better to do it dry

 I’d say there is no soul in sober

She said “Or in drunk”

But there was truth

And what is the soul if anything but

So down the hatch the whiskey goes

Along with a made up justification

To have another drink

// Mr Fix It//

It has always been the most broken women 

That I’ve attracted the most

Their need for attention, fear of abandonment, or lost lovers

Are part of the roles I’ve had to fill

My need to fix things is what kept me around

Never really doing it though

And always have extra parts left over

Guess I can always sell them for scraps

// With a Y//

those words i shouldn’t have said

just cant find a way

to stay out this head

that im trying to compose 

to hold the thoughts

your beauty rose

the hair 

the dark

and the eyes

have held truth

to every lie 

that this heart has held true

with out having to say 

that i love you

// Put away //

tell the grasshopper to quiet down

the solitude is enough to make me deaf

cracking leafs and dying sounds

drowning out any thoughts

my steps have left

so let the moon crash on me

keep the trees blocking me

those sidewalk cracks keep stumbling me

my laughter breaks the barrier

created by the silence perpetrated

with every step i tried to take

as the carrier 

and i’d hate everything

that this night would try to bring

its all a silent shout

that would be feeling all left out

for there is nothing more 

that i could hold in

without spewing my guts 

and staying thin

// Animal kingdom//

The roar of a lion

That resides in my heart

The stomps of an elephant

Shaking me with every beat

Its an animal kingdom where I live

Stripes, spots, and patterns 

Are the make up of this skin

The animal rising within

Standing atop of the food chain 

With a crown of feathers

On a throne where 

The hunter becomes the hunted

// Store bought love//

id buy love but prefer to buy a drink

at least have something to enjoy

Or so i like to think

have as much or as little as id like

I would fill my cup to my desire

with every little drop telling me im right

I could easily get drunk off both

they’d have the same effect

yet only one gets stuck in my throat

difference is when i finish them

I know i would buy more liquor

But i don’t think i’d search for love again

// Delusions for the fearful type//

the night likes you to be afraid

so the moon stands white as a ghost

hanging with a ghastly stare

making every silhoutte a monster 

every sound echoing a little longer

giving it a bigger meaning than what it is

clouds moving slow and steady

sometimes being made to cry on colder nights

your spine is stacked with fear

leaving it harder to stand up

it makes mountains out of rocks

and oceans out of puddles

as your imagination runs away 

you try to catch up to

only to have your lungs and body tire 

faster than your imagination did

leaving you to deal all it created 

// Asphyxiate//

Like a balloon trying to escape

You’re holding on by a thread

Trying to reach for the sky

Only to be held down by someone’s hand

The wind may steer you

But the direction is always up

Only until your lungs have run out of air

// Cat footsteps //

You strut like a cat

Taking measure of each step

Moving side to side

Through flower vases and photo frames

With scents of a lover

And memories of others

Perching a top window sills

To look at the world

You consider all yours

When your gaze tires

I suppose it can return 

Back to me down below

// Vermin of the mind//

The mice hide in their chewed out holes

Cats under table legs next to them

Dogs behind doors waiting to rush in

And humans in their beds afraid of their dreams

From the walls of their homes

To the ones in their heads

Slaves to their fear

Of losing it all

Not realizing its tiny stature 

In a universe bigger than their imagination 

Yet the small mice

Has settled for a hole in a wall

A huge world to him

But content to just be there

You may think I'm mad as a hatter, but here we all are. (All written work on this blog is my own personal work and owned by me unless otherwise noted and credited but feel free to reblog or like)