In The Ground

In the ground

That’s where you’ll be found

Six feet down

And I stand here trying to contain the sound

 

Of my laughter

Knowing your burning in the hereafter

As they speak trying to make your life sound meaningful

And had a soul, oh how beautiful

 

Your death was long overdue

And everyone knew

Everyone is crying

Yet I’m the only one smiling

With a heart that glows

As your corpse decomposes

 

They won’t admit what is true

Their glad you’re dead

And in their heads

They know you knew

100 Percent

A Hundred percent

Nothing and no one

Even me

Only my blood is hundred proof

A sad and lonely truth

That’s all it’ll ever be

After my time is spent

And long after I’m gone

 

When the liquor no longer burns

And you have nothing left to learn

Nothing to teach

And little worth to preach

When there are no new sins

And apathy sinks in

In the darkness you see

That’s where you’ll find me

My Friend of Misery

Another sip of hope

Tasting whiskey bitter sweet

Wandering down the winding dark street

To find the ways and means to cope

 

I used to dream of such wondrous things

A love that would never die

A world left better than I found it

A place full of glorious things

And a open blue sky

Of sadness that I would forget

 

Now those dreams are gone

For in truth I was wrong to have them

This world is not ready wonders

Only nightmares it would seem

And in my blunders

I see the truth alone

 

That sometimes only the only wondrous thing to do is madness

Allow the sorrow of tomorrow to become personified

When hope fails and misery reigns

Let your wickedness be glorified

Regardless of the pains

It brings to others happiness

 

Be the friend of misery never had