Sunday, March 15, 2009

RUNAWAY TRAIN

MY DAYS ARE FILLED WITH STRAINS, PAINS AND RUNAWAY TRAINS,TRAVELING THROUGH SO MANY PLACES I HAVE FORGOTTEN THE NAMES.SLEEPING IN CARS,DRINKING IN BARS, TOASTING WITH BEAUTIFUL WOMEN AND PUFFING CIGARS.I'M HANGING MY HAT IN THESE PLACES I CALL HOME,IM SHINNING MY SHOES BEFORE I'M READY TO ROAM. A GYPSY TORNADO BLOWING THROUGH TOWNS,SLEEPING IN CEMETERIES TO BURY MY FROWNS.CIRCUS LIFE FILLED WITH FOUR WAY LANES ,TO MANY FACES TO REMEMBER THE NAMES .A TINY SUITCASE,A DIRTY OLD HAT ,THE MODEST OF LIVING JUST THE CLOTHES ON MY BACK ,MY STAY WILL BE BRIEF NO NEED TO UNPACK IF I MISS THE RUNAWAY TRAIN I JUST FOLLOW THE TRACKS.A NEW DAY BEGINS WITH MY THUMB IN THE WIND ,EIGHTY PROOF IN PALM TO ATONE FOR LAST NIGHTS SIN.DRAWING MAPS IN THE SAND OF THE NEXT PLACE I'LL LAND ,KEEPING MY FREEDOM IN THE PALM OF MY HAND.WELCOME HOME FROM YOUR ROAM OH MY HOW YOU'VE GROWN BUT THE YEARS OF THIS SADNESS ON YOUR FACE IT HAS SHOWN.I BARELY RECOGNIZE THIS MAN WHO STANDS BEFORE ME TODAY,IT'S SOMETHING IN YOUR EYES SUCH A SULLEN MALAISE.A FACE THAT ONCE HELD PROMISE NOW COVERED IN PAIN AS HE WAITS IN THE RAIN FOR THE RUNAWAY TRAIN ..

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

THE JOURNEY

RAINY DAYS,DRUNKEN HAZE,MELTED HEART ,SILENT RAGE,WALKING BACKWARDS THROUGH A MAZE,LOOSING TIME AS DAYLIGHT FADES.VISIONS PAINTED OF THE ROAD NOT TAKEN,AS I ASK THE LORD WHY HAVE I BEEN FORSAKEN? MEMORIES HALLOWED HALLS ,DARKEST NIGHTS SUNLIGHT FALLS.CRIMSON TEARS LOSING YEARS ,DROWNING IN MY OCEANS FEARS.BLACKEST CLOUDS ,SWIRLING WINDS CAPTURE SPIRITS FROM DEEP WITHIN.DANCE WITH SHADOWS OF MYSELF ,BLOOD STAINED HANDS MEASURE WEALTH.SLOTH FOLLOW SLOW THE BEATEN PATH OPEN WOUNDS ENTER WRATH.I TASTED LIFE WITH GLUTTONY AS MY TONGUE AND BIT THE APPLE BEFORE THE FEAST BEGUN.GREED STOLE THE HARVEST AND LEFT A SEED ,PROCREATION LUST IMPEDES.PRIDE BEFORE THE GREATEST FALL I STAND FOR NOTHING AND ENVY IT ALL.CONTRITION COMES ON BENDED KNEE FOR MORTAL SINS ATONEMENT PLEAS.TAKING JOURNEYS THROUGH THE REALMS,VIRGIL GUIDES AS THE INFERNO SWELLS .ASCEND TO PURGATORY'S MOUNTAINS PEEK FROM SATAN'S UNDERGLOOM FAR BENEATH. CELESTIAL SPHERES NINE APPEAR ,VISIONS OF PARADISE HEAVEN IS NEAR...

Friday, March 6, 2009

PRISONER ..

IM LOOSING FACE,IM LOOSING TIME ,IN MY MIND I WALK THE LINE, CONVICT MYSELF OF THE CRIME.LINK BY LINK I BUILT THIS CHAIN IT LOCKS ME UP AND RESTRAINS MY PAIN..RAINY DAYS ,FADING SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE HAZE,BROKEN PATH BECOMES A MAZE. WALKING BACKWARDS FUELS MY RAGE,NO HOLDS BARED I BUILT THIS CAGE.BEHIND THESE BARS HIDDEN SCARS COUNTING WOUNDS MY BODY'S MARRED.MY EXECUTION'S DRAWING NEAR,CANT THINK STRAIGHT IM DRAPPED WITH FEAR.ABRASIVE THOUGHTS ON MY BRAIN AS POISON COURSES THROUGH OUT EACH VEIN.I CREATED MY OWN INFECTION AND DISTORTED EACH THOUGHT BY LETHAL INJECTION..A PRISONER DOING TIME ,MY ONLY CRIME A BROKEN MIND..