Dark Hatter

I’ve been chasing dragons 

Down rabbit holes again,

Following a mad man,

Chasing that high, 

Now I’m Coming down the mountain,
I’ve been lost, four days now

Trying to follow the light

But in no longer matters what direction

The sun sets or rises in, 

I’ve been walking at night,

Trying to recreate my reality

Just a few more days and I’ll be climbing

That mountain again, chasing that high,

Trying to escape my reality –

Running away from what bothers me.
And when I finally reached the peak

A brother of the hood, turned to me and 

Asked what is real to you? 

And I had a million answers at once and I began to 

Alomost list them all starting with the fact that 

I am real but then cut myself off and 

Said no, not recently but I try to be….
So then,  I said slowly,

What is really real to me? And every soul I know?

Problems are real, we all suffer from problems,

Stemming from impulse choices based on our dark pasts 

Or opinions of others trying to manipulate us into 

Something they can use to benefit themselves, 

And then I told him society was no better!

Because all they want is to sell you junk to become somebody!

And when you got no money you are a nobody!

And suddenly I realized 

 I was talking talking to myself…

No one was listening…

Slice and Dice

I don’t need a blade to cut you,

Threaten me again and pay the price.

My words alone will steak your dignity

Quicker than a game of dice!

If you test me I’ll  roll up my sleeves;

Show you the scars, into myself, I’ve sliced!

Threaten me again and pay the price!
All I hear is blah blah blah

Meanwhile I’m imagining stabbing you!

While my muse is laughing hah hah hah!

What you gonna do? 

Me and you are true to one falicy

The message of society

What you can or cannot do.
Are you a sheep to do what they expect of you?

Cause I don’t care what you say, when you press a blade to me

It’s only a matter of what you will or will not do!

CMon show me it’s true,

Make your move and when you miss

My next diss will show you

I don’t need a blade to cut you!
Threaten me again and pay the price!

My words alone will steal your dignity

Quicker than a game of dice.

Welcome Home

Why does this world make me feel so alone?

I want to leave every one alone

I want to leave them stripped to the bone

 

Welcome home… Welcome home…

Welcome… home

 

Cries my lonely skeleton in the closet

he screams “My bones, my bones my bones”

What about when I am all alone…

come home to my lonely bones…

 

The home movies wont look the same;

with you cut out of the picture frame;

you were my dame… now nothing looks the same…

 

Welcome home… Welcome home…

Welcome… home

 

 

Why does this world make me feel so alone?

I want to leave every one alone

I want to leave them stripped to the bone

 

Why does this world make me feel so alone?

Cries my lonely skeleton in the closet

he screams “My bones, my bones my bones”

What about when I am all alone…

come home to my lonely bones…

Elysium

The battle rages on

and I am since long gone…

100 years walking the beach of the dead,

No loved ones to put coins in my head….

 

So on Charons’ next run Ill ambush him,

steal his gold coins and hold them ransom.

Just when things look grim, I’ll say test me,

and into the river Styx I’ll drop them.

 

Take me to the other side,

Take me to the other side.

 

I don’t wan’t to be left behind

left with the others going out of my mind!

I’m trying to find my way off this plane;

the restless dead never change!

 

They’re always the same ghosts,

forever haunting the same hosts;

I swear I’m going to change the most!

 

I’ll regain my soul…

and once again be whole,

All of Hades will not stop me,

I’ll regain my soul,

and once again be whole…

Destiny

It’s hard to see what’s coming…

When you can’t even walk the path you’re on.

And not for a lack of trying,

some things take time; A lot of time

– gota keep paying in time…

 

In time… In time… in time…

‘Till there’s nothing left

’till you’re broke and dime-less

’till you’ve choked on your last breath

unless… unless… unless….

 

You truly believe all the pain you posses –

All your hatred can be harnessed;

To tell your story! – and at last for all to witness;

You live… you live… you live! And you live with purpose!

Paper Clips

Hello little yellow paper clip.

Hello red hair and ketchup chips.

Hello death and heroine,

hello… hello… my old friends.

 

Is it time we danced again?

Or shall we count tiddly winks for stars –

That have gone around for every clown

who’s ever written and spoken words

too profound.

 

It’s time to get high.

Lets watch the world burn,

as we deny that we could fix

each other. Ohh ohh…Ohh baby,

maybe;

 

You are as fixed as a fantasy.

No words to speak into my destiny;

No more lovers levers

pulling on me.

Dead to Me

Empty waiting.

Pointless hunger.

Lost words.

Cursed existence.

Bored,

out of what little mind I have left.

Bored,

with what little time I have left.

 

This is no life;

This existing,

one day to the next.

I wan to live.

I want to feel;

feel something real.

No more people placebos,

No more of everyone I know.

 

I’m tired of assumptions,

tired of the masses making asses of themselves.

Too tired to listen to anyone

Who doesn’t already see me for who I am.

I couldn’t care less.

I really don’t give a damn.

So go ahead and curse me!

Go ahead and finally be dead… to me.