madtat29 Poetry (197)

A s I retreat
..................inside my shell,
L ost I sigh
..................beside myself,
O nly me in
..................my own hell,
N o one to
..................beseech for help,
E mptiness is
..................where I dwell...

It was Dallas, Texas,
San Antone, or Idaho,
Maybe in New Mexico,
I don't know...,
Some time ago...,
I met a leather man out on the road,
Crease and fold,
Bent and old,
Had the saddest story ever told,
Chill your soul,
Cut the bone,
He said "I been on a roll,
On the road,
I been on a roll for so long,
It's so wrong...,
He said "What's left of me is cold,
Bought and sold,
Had no one to hold for so long,
It's so wrong...",
He said "No place feels like home,
No, No place feels like home...,
No place has felt like home for so long",
Saddest story ever told...,
"This path is one I chose",
On he goes,
"Up and down the oceans coast,
On a boat,
With nothing of my own,
All alone,
In Alaska where its cold,
With freezing snows,
Spent some time in Mexico,
Way down below,
But no matter where I go,
I know that everywhere I roam,
No place feels like home...,
Something's always off,
Drifter move along,
Black sheep of the fold..."
The man had the saddest story ever told.

Seems like Pain,
Pain is my only friend,
Yeah, Me and Pain are lonely old friends,
I said "Hello, How are you?, How you been?",
When Pain came and seen me again,
See She's a Pain I'm still caught up in,
A Pain I don't think ever ends,
Maybe Baby made a hole I can't mend,
When pain came to see me,
Earlier this evening,
Pain came and seen me again...

Stopped into a local spot for a drink,
Pulled up a stool and I ordered whiskey,
A "Hello" to the fellow sittin next to me,
We got to talking bout our JOB's,
I said "I'm head of manufacturing...",
"In fact I own a lie factory,
Crafting stories only I believe,
Fabricating fantasy and daydream,
See I pretend that she's still here with me...",
I said "I'm head of manufacturing...",
And " I been drowning in the whiskey and wine,
Tryin to hide this aching heart of mine,
While I tell everyone that everything's fine,
It's 9 - 5 on that production line",
Tipped my glass and I said "That's me...",
"Man, I'm head of manufacturing...",
"Line by line, that's just how I get by,
Though it breaks this aching heart of mine,
I keep smiling saying everything's fine,
Like she's with me and not some other guy,
See when it comes to lyin I'm the king,
Said "I'm head of manufacturing..."

Pail of water,
Where is Jill?,
Jack got some magic beans for sale?,
Someone show me a wishing well,
What happened to the fairy tales...?,
See I remember when that
Humpty Dumpty
Was picking up pieces,
Little Bo Peep
Was chasing her sheep
And Goldilocks
Was locked up with the
Three bears sleeping,
What happened to the fairy tales
I used to believe in?
What happened to the fairy tales,
Seems nobody reads them,
They sit upon the library shelves and
Few ever see them,
And new generations have nothing to believe in,
Tell me what happened to the fairy tales...,
What happened to my fairy tale...?

The breeze rushed past madly in all directions,
Seeking only to evade the onslaught and constant barrage of the winged demon attacking it,
Howling and Screaming as it took its beating from such a beautiful thing,
Wicked carnage , wreckage and after effect of butterfly wings,
For with each fluttery sweep and tilting whirl ,
Tornadoes and Hurricanes rage all over the world,
Though I try to raise awareness,
I fear few really understand it ,
Butterflies are quite simply the most dangerous thing on the planet...

I will throw the book at you,
I mean it !,
A heartbreaking work of staggering genius,
A volume of greatness thoroughly unrivalled,
If spoken in word,
A lifelong recital,
Adjectives , nouns,
Profuse and profound,
Bluer than skies,
Browner than ground,
Oblong ,obtuse,
Ovoid ,round,
Just speaking its language would pervert the sound,
Twisting your tounge as it exits your mouth,
Breaking down decibels and
Sub sonic physics,
Complex melodies and unfathomed rythmics,
Rolling, spinning,flipping like a olympic gymnast,
Perfect symmetry with syllables surrounding,
Compound consonants come constantly crowding,
With waves of wondrous words unbounding,
Corrupting ,confusing completely confounding,
Till by the end Im screaming and shouting,
My vocal chords choking from all of the pounding...

I started to sing and sang a song,
Of life gone right and life gone wrong ,
The beat kept running through my head,
Everything I've ever did,
I wrote it down and sang of it,
I sang a song of losing hope,
Of being broke and trying to cope,
Going beyond all measure and scope,
The song I wrote struck every note,
Of every scale that man's ever known,
The bittersweet melody played and swayed,
And even though it had no name,
The song I sang hit every octave,
Of every decibel man ever made,
I sang a song of utter sadness,
bitter with regrets,
Lonely nights of madness,
Singing to myself,
I sang song of lovers and friends,
A song so long it had no end,
Or if it did it began again,
That might have happened I can't tell which,
Then I sang of peace and happiness,
A song of stars on which to wish,
Of lovely lips on which to kiss,
I sang a song of merriment,
Of futures past that came and went,
The song that I sang sounded something like this,
I sang a song a hundred proof,
The wisdom of age and the folly of youth,
See I sang of lies and I sang of truth,
I sang just to sing but what's the use,
Yes this is the song I sing and I sang,
Continually playing to this very day...

I guess I'm done,
There's nothing left for me here,
You had your fun,
I guess I'm done,
You played the fool,
Used me like fuel,
That wasn't cool,
Baby you broke the rules,
When I needed you most,
You were a ghost,
I just want you to know,
That's when I let you go,
I guess I'm done,
There's nothing left for me here,
Yeah you had your fun,
I guess I'm done,
Now its the end,
Now we're just friends,
My heart is broken and I'm
hurting again...
I guess I'm done,
I guess I'm done...

See the cops,
Got behind me,
And they,
Pulled me over,
And they,
Took my license,
And impounded my truck,
Then cause I,
Got arrested,
And I,
Missed some work,
Now the,
Boss is telling me,
That I dont have a job...,
Then cause I,
Had no money,
Now I have no honey,
She ran away with someone else,
Now they can pay her bills...,
Pour me a,
Nother drink,
Cause I dont,
Wanna think,
Yeah the liqours,
Like a waterfall,
Now I dont care at all...
Im gonna,
Drink it all away,
Drink it all away,
Drink it all away,
Yeah yeah yay...

My lips tasting
salt on my tongue,
From bloodshot eyes
the rivers run,
Streams and creeks
cascade my cheeks,
Oceans of weakness
continually leak,
The sadness is vast
And very deep,
With the weight of the world
I bitterly weep,
And partake of the sweetest drink...

The night clouds move,
I see the stars,
So very far apart from ours,
Are we alone?,
Is there more?,
What comes after?,
What came before?,
Questions burning in the brain,
I feel as if I am insane,
I feel a constant inner pain,
I feel humanity's to blame,
I feel so much for mother earth,
I feel her sorrow, sadness, hurt,
I see the loss of many things,
Species now but distant dreams,
Toxicity in rivers and streams,
Rainbows rising from the steam,
As light beams down on a broken world,
On broken boys and broken girls,
With broken lives and broken hearts,
When does it end?,
When did it start?,
Everything we tear apart,
From ocean bottom to mountain top,
The destruction seems so hard to stop,
We attack our plants,
Our rocks...,
Building cities on natures face,
Ego grows,
We forget our place,
What must we see?,
When will we learn?,
Men watch entire countries burn...