Lacking Suggested Grace

"Lacking Suggested Grace"

When happiness is lying still

In the truest vegetative state

Near a stack of fabled texts

About a god I must forsake

A decision pondered long

Without a trace of haste

For my days are fleeting fast

I've not a seventh one to waste

And I know this bitter truth

Hurts you so very much

But there hasn't been a place

That misery has failed to touch

And if it's somebody's will

Or part of some grander plan

Then I would rather try to fill
My mind with things I understand

But I just wanted you to know

This pain I've caused to you

Wasn't done intentionally

But what was I to do?

After suffering through the pain

Of much self-doubt and strife

Knowing the path was arduous

And embattled like my life

But pity not this wretched soul

Lacking such suggested grace

Because I did discover peace
When I awoke and saw your face
Lying picture perfect in it's place
Like a portrait with a pulse
The might of beauty in a glance
Often overwhelmed my circumstance
But it's this search for answers
That has drove a wedge between
My non-believing state of mind
And this darling girl serene
And while not knowing's beautiful
When you're often fond of mystery
But these questions linger still
And they're gnawing at my sanity
Like, "why are we really here?"
"Will I always be alone?"
"Why am I daydreaming of a stage,
As if, it should be my home?"
"Why am I lacking confidence
Or any shade of love for self?"
"Why do so many place their faith
In the dusty, book upon my shelf?"
"Where is this supposed God?"
"Does He not see us failing him?"
"Or is He too concerned with praise,
And not the inner light that's glowing dim?"
"Must we always bow before we pray?"
"Does He ego need a constant stroke?"
"Constant worship for the insecure,
Aren't these words on which I should choke?"
But there are the truest thoughts of mind
Often thought in anger for a time
And I'm still looking for a reason
I just took the day to make them rhyme
I seek not to offend a reader
Merely alleviate the stress
That has become the avalanche
That's truly left my mind a mess
But I feel the anger rising up
When I think of bodies laid to rest
In the name of their belief
Worn so proudly on their chest
But with so many gleeful sheep
How could the shepherd ever fail
In the eyes of a growing flock
That feels He always will prevail
And you can't ever slip some reason
Into the cocktail of their choice
Because it's their angelic choir
That is drowning out your angry voice
So it's better to leave them to their tales
While a search for reason lingers on
As we forget about the buttons
The politicians have their fingers on...

Truth Is Beauty

"Truth Is Beauty..."

Truth is beauty, and beauty's truth

Just as imagination's the basis of youth

Young and vibrant she came to me

At a time when autumn and winter looked the same to me

The colors once bright turned dark to sight

Just as day's sure to give way to night

She passed not fast, and bestowed a glance

Her eyes met mine, as if by chance

A gift from God, the spark ignites

The stars they shine, like steady lights

They guide my thoughts, as they begin to race

I close my eyes, the dark outlines her face

I have fought to feel, these emotions pure

A disorder for which I seek no cure

If my love for you, will be the death of me

Girl I leave for you, what is left of me

And yes my dear we will go on

Because our love is far from gone

Although work puts me in another place

Not a day goes by that can erase

Who you are and what you've meant to me

Because I feel that we were meant to be

Girl, to your love I remain a slave

Until I lay flowers upon your grave...

Three Once More

"Three Once More..."

She said,
Like a fleeting breath on attentive skin
I feel your words slowly sinking in
Won't you say those three once more?
Because they sound so beautiful.

He said,
Pretty words only go so far
But will travel the desired distance if they reach you where you are
My dear, shall I say those three once more?
If they sound so beautiful.

She said,
Your silver tongue tells golden lies
As I lose myself in your darkened eyes
And you say those three once more
Since that's all you seem to do.

He looks and she said again,
You think the clever turning of a phrase
Could cancel out your apathetic ways
Just because you say those three once more
Are you insane my love?

He said,
My crimes are not unknown to me
But through these words, have I not shown myself to be
Someone at your mercy?
As I say those three once more

She said,
Your words pour on like welcome water in a lonely glass
Will you continue to display what you have shown me last
Or will you offer the same?
The same stale three once more

He said,
They cannot become stale if they are not allowed
And confessions are best when sincere and said aloud
So will you close the passageways to your mind?
Just to block these three once more.

She said,
This cannot continue on for both of our own sakes
May our love be a dream from which neither ones awakes
So I will love you forever
And if you feel the same, then say those three once more...