FearlessLyricist

Words in my brain Trying to abstain Yet they rain And the pain that they bring As they strain to take wing In my mind. I do find them Coursing, Cruising, Careening, Chugging, and Chasing me through The maze that we call thought, That we all ought To have been taught To embrace. Yet we try so hard to Escape, Evade, Evict, and Eviscerate our minds Trying to find An easier way to relate To this world that is killing us And filling with hate For the state And each other. We wonder why Everything falls apart When we touch it with The caustic poison in our hearts And call it love, But as love floats by on the wings

Alone on the beach, staring off into the sun setting in hues of crimson and orange to which any beauty but hers would pale, she knows.  She knows that in the end she will always have herself, however battered her soul may be.  She knows that he will be there to catch her should she fall, and that he would fight to keep her safe.  She knows that he would wipe her tears when she has no one, and let her be free while she is on top of the world.  He is the perfect friend, loving and trusting unconditionally, talking to her about anything, even if it’s nothing.  He is there for her because she was there for him in the darkest moments of his c

Is it really worth it, This thing we call life? All that ever comes of it Is heartbreak, pain, and strife. You think you have it all, You're happy as can be Until your eyes are opened To these things, imaginary. A pantomime of people Playing parts that were prepared With the fiendish of intentions Yes, we should all be scared. For the powers who have forged this life Seek only to inflict The deepest wounds unto our souls And with that our hearts convict. A prisoner from birth 'till death Under this heartless reign, For we do not the will possess To rise against the pain. Fate and fear devour us Like some forsaken meal. M

Lost love Missed opportunities Endless regret, Eternal sunset. As the sun sets On my lonely, wandering soul It never does forget The hopeless days of old. Always planning Never acting Coaching others, When I need it myself. The end looms near, I hear the bells toll As Satan's minions Come to collect my soul. As I go I look back At all the things I've done And how it's been said That all these things I should regret.

I have three lists that I have written, Here inside my head. Of all the people that I know, And all of those I don't. On two lists there are very few For they are lists of love and hate. On the list of hate, I put all of those Whom I would not lift a finger to save, Should the dark of death impose. Upon the list of love, I put all of those Whom I would take the place of, Should the dark of death impose. The third and final list contains All who are not on lists one or two, The ones whom I would risk my life to save Should the dark of death impose. You, my love, are on list number two, As I would gladly die protecting you.

Confusion is all that I have, Depression is the road I'm on. You left me With a note, You want to be friends But I can't stay in that boat. Each day I sink farther I can't stop from drowning. You sent me here, And here I am, frowning. You say you don't want To put up with any guys. Wait a minute, "Put up with," That's quite a surprise. Last time I checked, You wanted this guy. All you needed was the time To get over that guy. Now you're saying you don't Want anyone for a while. A year-and-a-half, That's much too long. I can't stick around And talk every night, Torture myself and Give in to the might Of the feelings

Our love was Hidden and displayed, Endlessly interesting Everyday. And ever since That dark and lonely day, I think about you Everyday. The thought of you Calms me down, cools me off, And eases my mind Everyday. My desire to be with you again Fills my thoughts, My hopes, and my dreams, Everyday. And I will continue my quest, My mission to be with you, Until you're here in my arms Every night.

Tears fall Like rain from the sky, Products of the pain of the past. Fears rule over Every action every day, Anticipating the pain of the future. And here I sit, By your side Holding you close. My shoulder, To rest your head And dry your tears. Holding you close, To comfort you From your fears. When the pain of the past And the fears for the future Take their grasp on you, I'll be here By your side, To take away your fear, And your pain, For today. So that one day, You may love again Unhurt, and unafraid.

The world today is run Not by us but by the one. The one who sees us all, Both when we're up and when we fall. The one is never here with you, The one is always here to stay. The one takes lives like candy But the one becomes quite handy When one needs to find a reason To step out and use their rights. The rights for which Much blood was spilled. Yet with this gilded opportunity To step out, join, and be heard, So many sit at home And complain, so absurd. They are the ones who always have That little thing to say. To them it is quite slight, To someone else it'd make their day. Lift them up so that they can stand, Stand a

The war is over, Victory. A prisoner no more, I am free. This raging time Of fear and fury Has finally ceased to be. All this time I've been a prisoner, But that's not affected me. For the victory, It is mine.