NOBODY HOME

Wild staring eyes look out the window;

wild screaming cries keep me in limbo!

That KKK keeps me wired all night;

looking gray, I’m a sight full of fright!

 

Calling into the hall I see there’s nobody home;

Bawling toward the wall I know there’s nobody home.

 

There is nowhere to run to...

guess I always fucken knew.

Nobody home... I’m feeling efen blue;

for today comes the ripper to slew.

 

I have a head filled with poems in;

a file which never seems to find its FIN.

Jekyll is my everlasting twin;

he’s the one that puts me in a spin.

 

I’ve got a strong urge to kill myself;

I’m sure they’ll find my writs on the shelf.

They say I must ultimately love oneself;

yet I stand alone... I am all to itself.

 

I cry out in the night, but there is nobody home;

damned I am left to wander, damned I am left to roam.

 

 



TRUTH IN MY LIES

 

Standing I’m alone in this world; feel the love of my family.  Depression is what keeps me twirled; their love maintains my agony.  The truth in my lies brings to me no allies.

I hate my efen dad... damn I feel so sad.

Here I am again in this rise and fall; can’t remember when I felt proud and tall.  Can you see the truth in my lies?  Are you just like the spies?  Though I’m alone... I’ll always improvise!

Mum said I was good... she said I could.  Can’t help to think I should... if only I truly would.  Truth in my lies... always see the eyes.

Why am I talking to myself again?

Is this life lived in vain?

Won’t deny I am in denial; I see the hardship in my trial.  Will I continue in this aisle? 

Here I am again... worms eat my brain.  Heavy is this chain; wash away my stain!  Truth in my lies; destruction from these spies; am talking to myself again... insanity cuts the grain.

Who’s with me when I’m all alone?

Forced is the kid in me grown.

Don’t dissect my writs and poems; I feel the blitz as a poet.  From amoung all men I am the lowest.

Here I am again... caught up in the truth of my lies.