Neznáma

With an aura of comfort

Upon the moon I gaze

An echo of love she croaks


From a distant valley

She speaks of sweet whisperings

Born from the lips of a woman


Summoned forth by temptation

I scurry in lieu of the passion

These sweet whisperings bring me


Perhaps this woman may not ever

Hear what I might say but,

She's worth every breath


Oh, how she haunts my memory so...

The cause for my fear of the unknown

Yet, dearly I still adore her




And with a twinkle

Into the dawn she faded...

Misery and I are

Destined to elope

Square Shock

Thieves tread in caution sheathed by
The silence echoing through the night
Hungry to rape the pockets of poor men
To nourish their bank accounts with avarice

Eyes widened in shock
As not a shade of value
Graced their empty palms
Helplessly blinded by adrenaline

A shaded unit of knuckles parked
Directly into the tender skin
Of the eyes of the poor men
Connecting squarely with the bone

Lying beneath the caressing flesh
Reality gradually sinking into oblivion
As to their kneecaps they unceremoniously fell
Repeatedly the innocence had been taken

As with the execution of every new punch
And every new kick, Skins were being bruised,
Bones were being shattered, and hearts were
Being scarred with unwanted tragedy

A burden unbearable to most hearts
Of which were characterized by scorn
As well as marked by unresolved wars
Of a ceaseless chain of conviction

The Fisherman's Ordeal

A silver tongue has been slain
Although one knows not of
The whereabouts of its remains
An ignorant old fisherman
Frequently fishes in the deep end

With the grandeur ounce of hope
In discovering intellectual enrichment
How I pity the poor fool, for I too know
That this valuable item shall never see
Even an inch of this man's flesh

Devastated the fisherman flees home
Aggression rising in his bones
Indifferent to the illumination
That his beguiling ways have painted
More than likely to this
He shall become better acquainted

It is blatantly clear that
A stranger indeed cannot
Grant his touch to
A distinguished artifact
And attempt to pass it off
As his own

However originality has drowned
Within a plethora of quicksand
As a result of a callous heart
Eclipsed by layers of ice
This cycle must be mutilated
It shall no longer suffice

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The Lovely Void

Vain a state my cerebellum drearily appears

Cranking a wicked sequence of quirky images

Anonymously rapping at the door of my slumber



In the wee hours of the echoing sun

Oh, A thousand pennies I'd pay

For a minor degree of peace


Ah, Time

How fickle she can be

Yet by many a homosapien

She is cherished



Upon the lips of Life

And upon the bosom of Death

She bestows great contrast



Black and white a void conceived

Profound a dash of color annexed

Time; Isn't she lovely?

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Heterodox

Ceased I am to speak

If not a tone of your own

Shunned are my beliefs

If not a tickle stains your bones


Fancy I think not

The vanity upon your tongue

A fool I shall not dwindle

In the hollow web you've spun


For you see I do not boast

On how I'm one with a fable

Nor do I kneel in worship to

What may appear sable


So you mutter below your breath

Yet I carry not a care

An act all too natural

In your eyes more than rare.


Your 'art' an act of trickery

To mimic the truly gifted

Your disciples deem you bright

Though I depict you truly wicked


The Bible I refrain from viewing

As a showcase for my anguish

Fiction may define the moment

But your faith just might vanquish

Whitewaker

As I drank from the goblet of my morning tea

A wave of intriguing suspense flushed my cheeks

A dash of bravery electrified my skin as I reached for the remote

Within a mere matter of seconds the television had sprung to life


The very image that had surfaced across the screen

Had appeared to be that of a seemingly drunken news anchor

The 5 'o clock shadow that grazed his face

Seemingly denoted that he had been conquered by insomnia


I could detect from his expression

That happiness was nonexistent

The taste of fear upon his breath

Could be sensed worldwide


What's this I hear?

Government officials laundering money

Using their power for personal gain?

Ignoring the public?


Thank you America for bleeding white

A truth that was once unknown

A truth damn near impossible to burrow

Yet for the government every day is Halloween


More and more they continue to kidnap our finances

Denting one too many a chasm of bedlams

As alive we are eaten by the fangs of avarice

While we are beaten across our knees

Robbed of every dime we've got

Justice kissed the lips of injustice

They conceived a daughter and named her

Hot Revolver... Bang! Bang!

A white flash screamed

As it pierced the silence

America's heart had just broken...

Poetry Chose Me

The strong forces of evil turned my emotions to stone
they left me feeling tired, beat and lazy like a drone
I'm not the only one but I feel so alone
and the fact that this world has raped me I can't seem to condone
I was in a zone of hurt, confusion and pain
my mind was about to explode I was going insane
somehow it was soaking my skin like rain
but the droplets burned like the intense heat in flames
for about three months I was drowning in desperation
with no sign of hope I was dropping like deflation
and like some crazy lunatic I blamed it on the nation
the result of it all is that I've grown extremely impatient
from up under a rock a paper and pen found me
these objects mysteriously started circling around me
I'm very fortunate that God has given me the ability
to freely express myself through my poetic creativity
it brings me an abundant supply of tranquility
although I know to remain in a state of humility
my pen is like a double-edged sword
slashing through the vines of treachery that is in store
I don't know what they are for but
I'll use them to my advantage and try to score
could all of this have been foretold in a prophecy?
I'm unsure but I've been getting a lot of props ya see
like a fresh apple my words drop from the tree
and similar to a seed my talent grows with me
sure I can be rude sometimes but
on the inside I'm as soft as a rose petal
words of admiration make my heart melt
yet I'm as hard as metal
it's obvious that everybody who knows can see
that I didn't choose poetry homie poetry chose me

Befriending The Enemy

I'm thinking to myself and asking what have I just done?
had my road to misery officially just begun?
If I would've known I'd instantly be on the run
'cause shaking the hands of evil is as painful as being stung
as I look into the eyes of a devil his pupils drown me with fear
I just stare him straight in the face without shedding a single tear
blinded by deceit I placed my trust into a coffin
like a password to a computer I forgot so I'm unable to log in
sometimes I wish that my eyes were like radars
scanning for signs that detect how black my enemies hearts are
only then I would see the horrifying truth
that they've been trying to conceal from rising through the roof
I'm not afraid to admit that I feel like I'm being used
similar to a one night stand I'm not ready for that kind of abuse
I'm actually surprised that a person would go to these lengths
deep inside it is their weakness but they act like it's their strength
just like a mood ring they change colors quicker than clothes
they may appear to be alive but their personalities are like dying roses
when I watch television I like variety so I surf the channels
but the devil doesn't have cable so instead I grab a book and light a candle
don't ever shake hands with a devil you'd be exposed to the grips of death
in a matter of seconds dust is all that will be left
is it really that simple? I expected it to be more complex
you better watch your back 'cause you could be the next
one to be hexed by the vexations of the side effects
of a brutal attack that'll cut you so deep that it'll blow out your back
pay attention to the lanes that separate Heaven and Hell
or if you're indifferent then hopefully your instincts will ring a bell
don't sell yourself to the venomous fangs of Satan
sacrifice yourself to the Father of all creations
just like pagans my enemies have no relations

Hallucinations Of A Ghostly Valentine

Yet another year has come of which I can't compare once again I'm stuck without a valentine with no one left to spare in a corner from across the room I just sit and stare at all of the happy couples smooching everywhere my soul is concealed I'm reluctant to bear any more for fear of rejection and all other consequences in store don't waste your time knocking 'cause the door to my heart is locked don't stress yourself out talking you might panic and go into shock unless some lucky lady finds the key I'll forever remain in solitude maybe these women have weak stomachs they can't down solid food the feeling is mutual my eyes would puke by the sight of seeing them nude fine if they're gonna be that way then f*** them they can take both of my testicles and suck them I'm on drugs anyway that's why I'm having hallucinations of women standing and laughing it's just my imagination my feelings are on the verge of becoming extinct maybe it's my stress speaking through my river of ink I don't even know but it just hurts me to think if I could hold a beautiful woman in my arms not for a second I'd blink but unfortunately I just float around aimlessly like a fallen leaf it's not crucial to kiss I'm not under a wreath guess I should cancel my dentist appointment there are no cavities in my teeth nor will there be any boxes of pills sugar I've got plenty how many valentines have I had? not very many

PDA

All these signals and displays of affection
got my mind drawing a blank
handing me a blank canvas
now I gotta paint a picture
of the love that I've never had
when all else fails I can just
turn to my pen and pad
watching these people
is like watching television
certain images shatter your heart like glass
while tears start to blur your vision
I walk around with a smile on my face
trying to act like I'm not affected
even though I can feel the pain
from the poison of which I've been injected
I feel like mashed potatoes
reason why I can't say
but I have to mold myself
back into shape like clay
I can't give in too easily
can't let it get the best of me
it may bother me for a minute
but I won't let it eat the rest of me
I'm strong enough to withstand
this test of deprivation
I have the elasticity of a rubber band
that stretches longer than a conversation
tell the heart mechanics that I'm on vacation
'bout to take off in flight like aviation
to escape these waves of radiation
that leave me in a constant battle
between temptation and desperation
it makes me feel all torn up
and bewildered in dismay
my head has this persistent, monstrous migraine
no matter where I lay
this is a sideline view of PDA

Spare Me The Pain

Stop rubbing your happiness in my face
don't tease me with your torch
I can already feel the burn setting in place
without a doubt my ass is scorched
I'm not perfect and I ain't gonna lie
I've done some things that I regret
with this decision being what I regret most
now I'm wishing y'all never met
can't say I couldn't see this coming
I had a feeling you'd betray me
you did it in a manner so cunning
like a fool I let you slay me

I thought we were friends
now I'm unclear of the definition
this road has come to an end
I'm tired of living in repetition
take the key out of the ignition
I refuse to drive
I refuse to be your chauffeur
while you tag along for the ride
look I don't know what you take me as
but fucking with me is like walking on glass
can't be around this negativity
can't endure this pain
I'll never be able to wash this out
my heart will forever be stained
Life is wasting away
by the ticking of the clock
you may think I'm overreacting
when truthfully I'm really not
your career has come to an end
there's no more people left in stock

Labels

Label me a rebel 'cause I rebel against authority
in my eyes I see myself as supreme superiority
label me an asshole 'cause I like to speak my mind
if you don't like it press fast forward or rewind
label me a faggot 'cause I wear skinny jeans
unlike you filthy bitches I know how to keep them clean
label me a bumblebee when I feel threatened you better run
you fuck with me you better prepare to be stung
label me a pothead 'cause I have short term amnesia
life is short and I ain't living it to please ya
label me a prep 'cause I wear name brand clothes
I wear what I want it's no secret everybody knows
label me emo 'cause I complain a lot
things aren't going so well life is as dead as a rock
label me a disturbed individual
'cause I'm depressed all the time
you can feel the pain flowing
word for word line for line
label me a geek
'cause I still listen to the Backstreet Boys
at least I'm not a follower and can make my own choice
label me a lost cause 'cause I hate life
keep it up and you'll wake up to the blade of a knife
label me racist 'cause I use the word nigger
pay attention to the words
that's what they're there for go figure
label me a loner 'cause I hang with big crowds
trust me when I wanna I can get loud
label me a loser 'cause I don't have a job
bitch it's fucking hard you ain't gotta be a snob
label me a psycho 'cause I talk about suicide
you can think what you like I got nothing to hide
it's annoying when people walk around telling fables
how 'bout we all get lives and stop with the fucking labels

Puppet Show

I'm just another one of your puppets
being manipulated by the strings
controlling my every movement
from my facial expression misery sings
deep down inside I am resistant
when in reality I have no choice
I want so bad to be heard
but I don't have a voice
you keep inhaling my words
that I'm suffocating to release
I didn't rent a theater
so tell me who signed the lease?
I'm so exhausted
from singing and dancing in distress
every single fucking night
I can never seem to rest
I'm unsure of the point that you're trying to make
but I can no longer hold my balance I'm about to break
free me of this torture
tell me what I did to deserve this penalty
can't you see that my heart is bleeding
I'm already paying little fees
give me some credit
cut me some slack
honesty is what I give
loyalty is what you lack
now you're putting on a show
with me as the opening act
that shit is degrading
I don't represent that
not speaking from fiction
I'm speaking from fact

Karma Or Curse?

This war that I've been fighting
is it karma or is it a curse?
am I mentally insane?
can my life get any worse?
all hope for a cure is lost
I can't seem to find a nurse
it's like I'm battling cancer
soon I'll be riding in a hearse
it's really hard to tell the difference
when everything in life is a blur
sometimes things just need
to be shaken and not stirred
but there are times when things
don't add up or seem to concur
like a cat with extreme hunger pains
feel the gentle vibrations of my pur
Lord why don't you allure me
with a treasure so pure
erase my feelings of hatred
and replace them with feelings of grandeur
I have the guts so where is my glory?
I'm so tired of suffering help me revise the plot of this story
to all of my heartless crimes I plead guilty
give me the tools I need to survive this journey
bail me out of this prison that they call life
I can't seem to get an attorney
see when it comes to living
I'm far below the medium
thanks to all these tribulations
my life has become the definition of tedium

Beautiful Tragedy

She's a tortured soul
yet she hides it so well
her dying wish is to escape
not to hopelessly dwell
upon the edge of darkness
about to fall off of a cliff
hopefully an angel swoops in
and gives her a lift
I'm not a blind man
I can see the pain in her eyes
she flashes her beautiful smile
as a quick but clever disguise
she might one day be a misandrist
due to her hatred of guys
'cause they are all such fucking douchebags
and all they do is tell lies
this woman gives her all
but gets treated like ice
men want more than she can give
to them she'll never suffice
she does not deserve
to be treated this way
she's not an object at an exhibition
that's being put on display
her heart is not a toy
of which you can play
you can't decide to just break it
and expect to walk away
underneath the emotional agony
she's a beautiful, loving soul and it's sad to see
how these pieces of forbidden fruit
make her life into a living tragedy

Suicide Love

She runs toward the prize
but she's restrained by glass
tears well up in her eyes
with anger her heart crashed
the blood began to pour
there was nothing to protect the gashes
she felt like she was being ignored
and her spirit had burned to ashes
whenever she's not with her lover
she feels like she's on the back burner
you can't trick this woman
'cause she's a fast learner
the crazy bond that they have
is far too precious to sever
trying to separate these two
you'd have to be pretty clever
however she's not tied down
commitment is the holocaust to her
she prefers to be emotionally independent
carefree of the restrictions and the hurt
yet for this man her love
runs deeper than the sea
but she hides in darkened corners
afraid for him to see
her vision is not blinded
his body language reads very clear
that people aren't always
what they seem to appear
to be but still she comes back for more
addicted to the sex like a desperate whore
a heartless sin she is to the skies above
I guess that's the price she pays
for falling in suicide love

Humans Vs. Machines

This battle has gone on too long
but us humans are still standing strong
right up where we belong
unlike others we know right from wrong
it's like we're fighting machines
y'all don't have feelings or emotions
what do you want from us?
to be respected or to rot in erosion
nowadays everybody takes kindness for weakness
karma's a bitch sow things now in the future you'll reap this
we can already feel the paper cuts
from the cards that you've dealt
to our amazement it is
the most excruciating pain we've ever felt
y'all may think this is a joke
and the evidence you'll try to conceal
but when it comes to the test
the truth will be revealed
instead of restoring peace
a mountain of violence is what you're trying to build
the wounds may go away but we'll never be fully healed
nobody cares about anybody we're all in this alone
we can't rely on anyone we're all on our own
the cruel punishments we've endured
we just can't seem to condone
y'all are like robots
no feelings just solid like stone
keep launching your missiles
we're not weak we can handle the sting
and we'll continue to fight the war
between humans and machines

Humans Vs. Machines 2: Insult To Injury

We're so sick and tired
of being verbally attacked
for demolishing innocent lives
you sure have a knack
you hate all of humanity with passion
and we all know that
to the dramatic changes taking place
we're very reluctant to adapt
because these devilish acts
are not meant to be taken lightly
so we have to keep our guards up
and hold onto our pride tightly
see we've been left with no choice
but to be cut throat and upfront
there's no way to hide it anymore
this will be your last stunt
bring all of your armor
'cause you suckers are going down
whether it be by knives or bullets
your bodies will hit the ground
and to add insult to injury
we'll stomp your faces in
leaving a mess of wires
crashing your hard drives of sin
your machine guns are useless
'cause we're bullet proof to your frustration and anguish
unfortunately we're not aliens
so therefore we can't understand your external language
Lord bless us with the abundance of your spiritual river
in the form of a wishing well
'cause life is like a prison and we're living
in an overpopulated version of hell

Wake Up!

I've been reading articles filled with ignorant words
depressing the entire world with shit that's absurd
frustrating everyone as they read over every sentence
Lord knows they're all guilty they don't care about repentance
reporting provoking facts in hopes of making a quick buck
if you think I'm gonna buy a copy then you're out of luck
how are things supposed to get better if you fill our heads with lies
in the future when you're proven wrong just don't act so surprised
yeah I'm calling you bastards out with no mask to hide it
so get off of your high horse you don't deserve to ride it
walking around acting like y'all got a reputation to maintain
why didn't ya get a career in acting to spare everyone the pain
then you could play a different person every single day
think about it you would get paid to fool people in ways
that you could of only dreamed of but wait isn't that what your life is
I've got all of the proof so it would be very hard for you to deny this
y'all enjoy playing with our emotions 'cause it puts money in your pockets
keeping photographic memories enclosed inside of your minds like lockets
I really hate the way you guys think that you know what's gonna happen
installing fear into people's hearts causing a fucking massive collapsing
your arrogant egos are transparent we can see right through
unlike detectives we don't have to struggle to pick up clues
surrender stupid you're outnumbered you're gonna lose
to an angry mob leaving you beaten, broken and bruised
y'all are better off hanging yourselves with a noose
rather than telling these childish tales like Dr. Seuss
not to diss him or nothing but your work falls beneath
and when I say beneath I mean six feet deep
frozen, covered in dirt, eternally resting
along with your career so you better start confessing
stop selling yourselves out by riding people's dicks
wake up and smell the coffee you self centered pricks

Friendship Values

After careful observation I wonder
what does friendship really mean?
lately it's been hard to tell the difference
from what's public and what's behind the scenes
it's like a foreign language the symbols
are complicated to read
can you translate it for me?
will you help me to see?
nowadays you can't trust people with anything
because they'll use it to hurt you
watch your life fall to pieces
then be the first ones to desert you
believe me a lot of hard work is what it takes
to exert the meaning back into practice
because people think they're too good
to engage in meaningful tactics
to keep a friendship alive
trust is a big key
if you can't play by the rules
you can go ahead and leave
we don't have to save each other
if we can't see eye to eye
when we feel opposing emotions
why should we have to lie?
nobody wants to associate
with people they can't trust
don't ever underestimate 'cause
one day you might catch the bust
if y'all wanna remain friends
then this is definitely how to
just sit back and take heed
to these friendship values

E.O.P. (Evolution Of Poetry)

In what way is poetry being murdered?
when it was never really dead?
why criticize each other's style?
when in other poets footsteps we tread

By all means please feel free
to sew up any gaping wounds you may see
and kindly tell us how to heal the damages
that have been made to modern poetry

Has everyone become so arrogant
to believe that their work has no flaws
being eaten alive by critical praise
as upon our efforts they carelessly gnaw

Well what you are seeing
is a constant evolution
things change learn to accept it
there is no resolution

We get that not everything we do
is going to appeal to everyone
but during this evolution we work endlessly
in hopes that our words will outshine the sun

We always use contraception to avoid impregnating
the minds of those with no direction
unwilling to take on the responsibility of raising
and nurturing the offspring to perfection

We don't mean to be burdens
we're just addressing what's true
we refuse to be surrounded by lies
that spark unnecessary feuds

Maybe you should try
practicing what you preach
before even attempting to
polish heights you can't reach

If you ask us it seems as if
nothing but praise is what you seek
maybe you're the one who is murdering us
with your far from expert critiques

You know what they say
if it's not broke then don't try to fix it
so stop trying to ambush us
with your stupid, vengeful wishes

All constructive criticism is welcome
so speak up loud and clear
but criticize accordingly
for you are no Shakespeare

Don't try to point fingers towards a problem
of which you can find no conclusion
for there is no problem you just envy the fact
that we've started a new revolution

E.O.P. 2: Rebirth Of Poetry

To be a good poet
you must master all the rules
learn to accept all opinions
turn them into helpful tools

Engage in some revision
and try hard to perfect
make sure people understand
your poetic intellect

Listen to what they're saying
when you're reading their critiques
all they're trying to do is help
to make you stronger than the weak

No matter how long you've been writing
whether amateur or veteran
we all strive as poets
to be equal and no better than

When you get inspired
breathe it in and just embrace it
try to put it into words conceive
creations don't just waste it

And when you're writing make sure
that you have something to say
challenge the minds of your readers
with the magic of your word play

It feels like you got the world
inside the palm of your hand
this treasure is so sacred
no one else would understand

You got to have natural talent
you got to have skill
got to have a poetic mind and be able
to express what you feel

Some people may like us
and some people may not
we can't change their minds
for in hate mode they are locked

All the harsh words that these people say
they never seem to break us
they should take it up with the Lord
for he's the one who made us

Poetry gives most of us
a feeling of release
allowing us to say whatever
'cause it brings us love and peace

We all strive to be the best
it's up to us to reform
and through faith and dedication
poetry will be reborn

E.O.P. 3: Point Of No Return

No turning back now
we're at the point of no return
failure is not an option
nor is it a big concern

We won't let it slow us down
to us it doesn't mean a thing
we'll write our way up to the top
that's what poetic freedom means

In the eyes of us poets
things aren't always what they seem
in need of a carefree environment
from our imaginations we write dreams

See with the power of a poetic license
we can rewrite certain chapters of our lives
yeah I know that's stretching reality
so what we won't give up the fight

We're the most sensitive creatures
we let things get the best of our emotions
but poetry is our only outlet
to put a stop to all these commotions

Poets have become so underrated
people say our craft has been replaced
but they talk without thinking
saying things impulsively in haste

How can you replace something
that inevitably helped pave the way?
without the art of poetry how many rappers
and singers would there be today?

Go ahead answer the question
don't worry I'll wait
we don't hear y'all saying nothing
'cause y'all are nothing but fakes

Calling poets out on creativity
is a war that you will lose
y'all are way too drunk on arrogance
do us a favor lay off the booze

Come back down to earth
your judgemental ways we wanna refine
will you please allow our words
to knock some sense into your minds?

Let us paint a portrait
fill in the blanks of the unknown
to awaken all the critics
detoxify them of the drugs they own

Poets are forever
one day I hope they all will learn
that there is no turning back
we're at the point of no return

Monster

I try to reconnect with friends
but they all retreat with scorn
It's a pain to even touch them
'cause they prick my hands with thorns
maybe I'm the reason for this torture
then again I could be wrong
I refuse to spring back and forth
like a ball during ping pong
my vocal expressions put me
in places I don't wanna be
I guess the freedom of speech
really does set you free
what have I been doing?
who is this monster I've become
this headache is pounding in my head
like the beating of a bongo drum
in no way, shape or form
do I mean to attack
all this self hating does nothing
but corner me in traps
that I can't even get out of
they're impossible to escape from
It'll take forever to break free
has the devil really won?
I can't blame him this time
for this was my own fault
the impact keeps hitting me
in many forms of assault
you know what maybe I'm right
but so what shit happens
I'm only human I make mistakes
we all do so stop bashing

Believe

Never say never
you can do anything
gotta give it your all
no matter how hard it seems
whenever you fall down
just pick yourself right back up
prove all those haters wrong
for them nobody gives a fuck
I say this shit to motivate ya
homie I ain't here to preach
life is what you make it
success is within your reach
so go ahead and grab it
don't let nothing stand in your way
you've worked too hard for this moment
to just let it slip away
so hold on to this moment
hold on to it tight
it's your turn to shine
come bask in the limelight
to everyone who doubts you
damn them all to hell
none of it phases you at all
you're gonna live your life well
always believe in yourself
never give up on your dreams
hard work always pays off
just be prepared for all
that the journey brings
see when you believe in yourself
you can become something
without belief in your life
you are absolutely nothing

Defense Mechanism

Upon my enemies' faces I study their looks
analyzing the meanings like I'm reading a book
reading their lips as the words slide
right off of their tongues
naturally I'd take offense
but in their eyes it's fun
do they use all these insults
as forms of defense
well I'm not a fool
there's no way to convince
me to believe it
please have common sense
as I'm writing these rhymes
my heartbeat grows intense
they think what they say
is affecting my life
but I am not phased
I'm still living despite
all the ignorant words
that escape from your mouth
so what I'm not worried
I just block them out
only person I need here
is me in my head
my enemies may exist
but to me they are dead
I've still got my pride
not a tear has been shed
go ahead gas me up
my tank needs to be fed

If Only They Knew

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

Staring at me through a window
do they really know the truth?
not even the slightest clue
they will forever be in pursuit

but lies are what got me here
And that is why I hide in fear
Sometimes the truth hurts but,
you shouldn’t run from it my dear

running's the only thing left to do,
they couldn't help me, could they help you ?
they tortured me like hell,
yet somehow I made it through.

making it through the thoughts
that threaten me day by day.
tell me could you help me
to keep them all at bay?

I can try my best
but there are no guarantees.
I can promise that I'll be there
for you when you are in need.

promises are instantly abandoned
when they're made to me.
everyone feels the need to flee
so won’t you please stay with me?

I wouldn't leave you to suffer,
you're far too valuable in my eyes.
when things become intense,
on my shoulder you can cry.

careful with your words,
they can do more damage than swords,
to endure all of those damages
I am unable to afford


we’re all a little sore
from the stab wounds on our skin,
but you should wear your scars with pride
not every battle you’re going to win

the stab wounds always seem
to appear upon the back
why is that where people
always decide to attack?

because they figure that's the spot
that will have the most impact,
but the heart hurts worse
for hurting both they have a knack

lacking brains, some go for the heart,
but most people don’t know how much pain it causes
others drive me insane until I completely fall apart,
to the point where my blood circulation pauses

it's all just a test of which
they're all scared of the outcome.
the results more often than never,
are always failures I'm not stunned.

failure is and always will be inevitable,
but cant we study honesty and truth?
surely some must pass this test
and learn the difference between the two

one of the commandments is 'Thou shalt not lie',
but everybody does and I just wanna know why?
people say one thing but they can mean the other,
it makes no sense at all for us to abuse each other

I don't think we even know how to make sense
being misunderstood is what we seem to seek,
this might confuse people from the other side of the fence
so if you are against me then please speak

Mountain Of Sorrows

Anxiously here I sit
upon a mountain of sorrows
barely made it through today
don't know if I'll see tomorrow
the resolution to my problems
is nowhere within my reach
I'm struggling to cross this bridge
got several blisters on my feet
that's the price that I pay
in hopes of gaining a better life
been in this tunnel for so long
damn will I ever see the light?
Lord if you're out there shine it bright
don't leave me hanging on the rack
guide me through my troubles
help me get my life back on track
along with all of the runners
on the path to success
we're all chasing the same thing
why should my reason mean any less?
ya see I'm on a quest
with a package to deliver
but life is working against me
and I'm sinking below the river
I keep swimming back to shore
to catch my breath along the way
giving up is not an option
nor is procrastination or delays
yet still here I am sitting
stuck upon a mountain of sorrows
I made it through today
but will I live to see tomorrow?

Dead End Existence

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

My life is empty
time keeps slipping away
like sand grains in an hourglass
day by day I slowly fade

As I’m fading into the background
no one seems to hear
the silent but painful sound
of my impenetrable fear


With each shard of glass
my confidence slowly breaks
tell me is this a nightmare
or am I awake?


I’m freezing to death
in glaciers of isolation
far too past the point
of complete restoration

With misery overwhelming me
I’m forever searching in a field of keys
trying to find one to open the lock
smashing mirrors of a thousand me's

Indefinitely I am broken
don’t know if I’ll ever be whole
try to comfort me if you dare
but I can’t be consoled

Sleeping with my eyes open
I see my fears come true
confusion straining my brain
I'm truely going insane

No matter where I go
my shadow is all that follows
reality has always been
a bitter pill to swallow

I thought that I could handle it
now I'm trying to escape
but I can’t run from it
for it’s a mental rape

Trying to find a map
to my current quest
searching does no good
I feel like I need rest

In your eyes I'm no good
you constantly seek better
exactly what is it that you want
an apology letter

From within my heart and soul
I begged for you to stay
without another word you ignored me
and just up and walked away

You made me look like a fool
even though you knew it was cruel
you led me on
what's the point of this duel?

If you had nothing to lose
would you risk it all?
apparently you would
and quite frankly I’m appalled

We’ve fought for the hundredth time
and afterwards we fell
we act like everything is fine
when really we’re going through hell

Losing track of all days
wishing goodbyes were hellos
not sure where I’ll end up
so goodbye pleasant fellow

Sparks

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

Scarred from destruction
invaded with pain
laying here hopelessly as daggers
pour on me like rain

This is a disease
one that’s affecting my brain
somebody help me
set me free from these chains

Oh dear friend if your out there
come cure me of this disease
rescue me from all my troubles
would you do that for me please?

I'm out here and your out there ,
could you help me avoid this blank stare
a bond this deep is hard to find and very rare
so I give you my heart, unsheathed, bare
and I'll follow you like Alice followed the White Hare
once we collide like fireworks sparks will flare

My heart is in your hands
with excitement it continues to beat
so I’m leaving my love
to rest upon your feet

Just the touch of your hand
makes me melt inside
the simple thought of you
warms me like a fireside
forever in my heart you will reside

Blackout

Thousands of visions by destiny align
leaving me to wonder what it all defines
nightmares they creep in zig zagging lines
circling me with vague hints and signs

I'm betting my life away by shooting dice
because nothing no nothing will ever suffice
enclosed in vines of thorns my heart turns to ice
as the side effects drown me in oceans of fright

Here I still stand in the same place I've been
breathing songs of pain, despair and loneliness
hesitant to move you can call it a sin
all the while I'm suffocating from society's fatal kiss

From lips carved of stone indestructible to hammers
one stroke of the finger leaves cracks along the surface
as strangers pass by some will stop and take gander
only to judge making you question your purpose

On the outside I may be indestructible but on the inside I am fragile
if my internal organs shatter the pain could last for quite a while
I would seek a donor but I don't think that anyone would trade
so I'm trapped here in the dark with my ghost lurking as I fade

Into dust particles streaming the crevices of empty corners
hiding where I know that I will be safe
floating along on my own I don't need no supporters
me, myself and I is all I need in this place

Tears of blood come rushing down my face
the agony of it all is just too great to bear
salt grains keep falling straight into my wounds
in search I am of first aid so heal me if you dare

Climbing up these stepping stones I keep falling down
free falling in confusion as in sorrow I constantly drown
anxious I am to conclude the duration of this flight
for I have now perished so goodbye and goodnight

Street Side Views

Written By Glenn McCrary & Matia Theodosakis

Oh, all these faces with no eyes on mine
The curve of the ankles and the calloused hands
Memories, mantas and immaculate lines
on the faces of the old women we find

My hand on a hyacinth and a silken scarf
A cobblestone street and heels stuck in pace.
Men who walk where their fathers careful carve
By them a step, a step and a twirl and I am still

Still - I breathe and attend, I am still
A man with a suit and his daughter’s drawing
Hurrying, hurrying past and pressing pills
Onto girls in subsidiary streets, sweetly sinning.

And I turn to stone while the women waltz
Slowly, sultry, their hands on their hips
Disregarding the steep street and concrete faults
The street moans, it soughs and I am still.

On the outside I may be indestructible but on the inside I am fragile
If my internal organs are shattered the pain could last for quite a while
I would seek a donor but I don't think that anyone would trade
So I'm trapped here in the dark with my ghost lurking as I fade

Into dust particles streaming the crevices of empty corners
Hiding where I know that will be safe
Floating along on my own I don't need no supporters
Me, myself and I is all need in this place

Tears of blood come rushing down my face
The agony of it all is just too great to bear
Salt grains keep falling straight into my wounds
In search I am of an aiding touch so heal me if you dare
Climbing up these stepping stones I keep falling down
Free falling in confusion as in my sorrows I constantly drown

Blueprint Plan

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

All we can do is try
to be as real as we can
being fake is not an option
reality is where we stand

Be open with people
let them know your plan
roll out the blueprints
be a leader guide the clan

Make sure who you're working with
is someone you can stand
otherwise someone could
end up losing a hand

It's all about taking precautions
so that no one gets hurt
combined with the convenience
of built in alerts

What if the alarm refuses to go off?
sometimes alerts don't even work
and those who get burnt
are forever going to hurt

You have to learn trust your instincts
in the case that all else fails
or later on down the line
feelings of guilt will prevail

Maybe they will in the future
for the future is quite near
but we cant quit yet
that's why we’re still here

Yes that's right indeed
quitting does not a damn thing
the future is in our hands
and we determine what it brings

Determination is the obvious key
when its the world you crave to see
but it’s not the world I crave to see
it's more about who I want to be

There’s so much left out
when we open our mouths to speak
the longer we hold in the words
the more we begin to feel weak

Sometimes what we say
is all there is and nothing more
so tell me what are the words
that you are searching for?

The words that I’m in search of
are far and few in between
and at one point in time
I was hoping to be a queen

Now those dreams have evaporated
I am more heavily sedated
something that you obviously knew
enough about me though what about you?

What I'm searching for
is far too complex to understand
but if you're willing to learn
then your knowledge will truly expand

Cloud 9

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

I reach for the impossible 'cause
I’m willing to do whatever it demands
so I'll keep moving forward
I refuse to be sucked up by quicksand

If the quicksand gets to you
don’t be afraid just grab my hand
and I’ll lend you my strength
It is yours upon command

And I'll hold on real tight
no I'll never let go
it's nice to have someone who cares
in your eyes it shows

With both our strengths combined
our hearts beat as one
my darling don't cry
I'll dry your tears with the sun

Sure that would be fine
go ahead I don't mind
just the thought of being around you
sends me to cloud nine

I’d be estatic to have someone
who knows the pain that i feel
but I’d be scared of getting stung
by the scales of electric eels

I wish I could lie and say
yes my pain is done
the amount of respect I have for you
weighs more than a ton

My amount of respect for you
is unquestionably immense
I understand the pain
it is very intense

I won't disagree because
you open my eyes to all kinds of things
and I shall continue learning
before I stand and spread my wings

Go ahead spread your wings
but only when your ready
even when the winds not there
don’t worry I’ll hold you steady

I can feel your love and compassion
moving with the beating of my heart
with every race you're at the finish line
before the race even starts

That tells me that you'll be there
no matter what the case
you now have my full trust
it was a test of which you aced

I have to admit that I’m happy
that I’ve earned your trust
‘cause when it comes down to it
support is a crucial must

And you have mine in full
even when the pain becomes dull
you know that I will always be here
with an open shoulder and a listening ear
just let me know whenever you're in fear

She Thinks I'm A Liar

This woman thinks that I'm a phony
she should get a clearer picture
getting all up in the kool aid
but don't even know the mixture
she looks and acts a certain way
but that is not how I depict her
trying to shake me with her thoughts
man she ain't even on the Richter
I stay true to myself
there's no reason to lie
this bitch is very curious
all I wanna know is why?
I'm 100% genuine
tell me what is unofficial?
what difference does it make?
would it even be beneficial?
not a single syllable hurts me
matter of fact they tickle
I am who I say I am
where do I have to initial?
forward backward left right
a never ending cycle
I'm sleeping on it peacefully
like I just took a Nyquil
before you start judging
take a look inside the mirror first
been keeping everything inside
and now I'm really bout to burst
she doesn't wanna be around me
when the bomb goes off
'cause when I explode I explode
whether she likes it or not

Crack In The Road

I can see the light shining
yet it's difficult to grasp
may look simple from the sidelines
but it's not an easy task
this little ball of gas
keeps floating along the track
when I take steps towards it
it always moves back
this light's incredibly deceiving
it could possibly be fake
however I don't see a crack in it
so it can't make or break
me or my destiny but
why is it so far away?
I've worked too damn hard
to just let it all fade
what do I have to do?
where do I have to go?
what do I have to learn?
what must I know?
with every step I take
the ground crumbles underneath
destroying my balance and
knocking me off my feet
I never thought that I
would be this easy to defeat
all this abuse I've been enduring
it has really got me beat
and it's got me feeling weak
so weak that I can't even speak
no I won't utter a syllable
with anger I retreat

Scars & Chains

I wish I could erase all the scars
that you've sustained from this pain
you really don’t deserve to be
locked down by these chains

I know that nobody's perfect
and yes they make mistakes
therefore you shouldn’t have to
put up with this constant heartache

You said you wanna embrace Death’s touch
that’s nonsense you’re making my heart crush
baby don’t cry lean on my shoulder just hush
don't worry I'll protect you from death's clutch

You’re not a waste of space
just look to God to find your place
don’t give in keep up the chase
you’re almost finished with this race

Use your mind as your guide
and your heart as your map
make sure that you try
to keep in frequent contact

Listen to the signals
that they send to your brain
because for you it can open up
a brand new door of change

Use every single clue
that suspects the truth
work hard so that this mystery
you can finally conclude

If it’s not what you expected
don't let it ruin your mood
don't let it eat you alive like
your soul is a piece of food

If you let it then eventually
it will strip you nude
of your dignity and integrity
getting the best of you

They can chase you all they want but
they’re never gonna catch you
‘cause you're too quick for them
giving up is all they can do

You're their worst nightmare
they don't wanna screw you over
if they do they’re gonna either
need a prayer or a four leaf clover

Whatever the response
don’t hide it just let it prevail
nobody can pawn you
because you’re not for sale

You shouldn't feel dumb
because you’re smarter than you look
if only people would read the words
across the pages in the book

Losing Control

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

My feelings mean nothing to you
you’re so hard to tolerate
God the things you do
always tend to fuel my hate

I can feel it burning
like a fire from hell
blistering my body
with pain as I yell

The fire is uncontrollable
it hurts so bad
I cant make it go away
which is quite sad

Tears stream down my face
revealing my fears
so I turn and run
hiding behind double mirrors

In these mirrors I see reflections of you
with cracks going diagonally across my heart
and on my arms there are scars
they seem to form into the shapes of stars

Shapes that were created by
the toxic memories of your actions
so to erase them from my mind
I carefully divide them into fractions


Emotions and words we can exchange
like new products on the market
except our relationship is crashing
because we forgot to park it

The gears are malfunctioning
we've lost all control
it's not really our faults
we can’t always be on patrol

I'm your flesh and blood
this shouldn't be the role that I play
you're like a storm hovering above my head
with the clouds fading to gray

Things shouldn’t have ended like this
unfortunately they happened that way
just tell me what can i do
in order to make you stay

Is there something wrong with me?
am I hazard to your health?
did I plague you with a disease?
like a thief creeping in stealth?

The only disease you plagued me with
is the one that encourages me
to speak what’s on my mind
and allow my soul to be free

Free from this war zone
that imprisoned me in the dark
deflecting those bullets
swimming after me like sharks

But now the light
is getting harder to see
hell I cant even remember
who I’m supposed to be

Support is all I ask for
and love is all I need
so why don’t we just
agree to disagree?

Pills & Verses Pt. 1: The Beginning Of The End

Once upon a time there was a man named Jack
his life was going nowhere he had fallen off track
all day long he'd pop pills three every hour back to back
not knowing that he was inducing a future heart attack
blindly he was sinking into a hole of grave danger
he's been a victim before to danger he was no stranger
his life was hanging in the balance like coat hangers
life is way too short and he was shortening his remainder
Jack had no friends nor did he have emotional support
every chance he got to socialize he would always abort
so as usual he returned to his disgusting but final resort
pill after poisonous pill snort after lethal snort
this was too much for Jack too hard to comprehend
his heart was breaking these pieces you couldn't mend
through all of his pain drugs became his best friend
this was subliminally the beginning of the end

Pills & Verses Pt. 2: Overdose

It was a Sunday afternoon Jack was walking down the street
most likely in search of more supply of hallucinogenic treats
in secret his dealer was whom he was going to meet
when all of a sudden he began to feel extremely weak
without warning on the concrete instantly he collapsed
into a deep coma of which he himself could not grasp
the reason that this happened was incredibly vast
it was due to the drugs he consumed in his past
shortly after a man saw Jack unconsciously lying there
and quickly became aware that he required medical care
so he dragged him to his car heart racing with flare
to do what he was doing no ordinary man would dare
the man drove Jack to the hospital that night
Jack was in a dark place surrounded by fright
the clock was ticking it was a race against time
to help save Jack from his rapid health decline

Pills & Verses Pt. 3: Awakening

Forty eight hours later Jack awakened from his coma
his nostrils were met by the foul, unpleasant aroma
of a man who smelled of fresh coffee and cigarettes
sitting beside his bed writing away all of his stress
Jack asked him who he was so he introduced himself
said his name was Seamus and thought he could help
Seamus passed Jack a cup of coffee to relieve his headache
then he showed him a poem of which he could easily relate
Jack read this poem and it made him shed quite a few tears
the words hit him pretty hard kidnapping his soul with fear
Seamus said 'Keep this up and this eventually could happen to you.'
'I'm a former addict myself so I know the pain you're going through.'
'Look I'm just hear because I want to be your friend and your mentor.'
'That's why I have enrolled you into a special drug treatment center.'
'Jack it was obvious that you were gonna die had I not intervened
but I'd be happy to assist you as long as you're willing to get clean

Pills & Verses Pt. 4: The Negotiation

Jack said 'I'll do it just go ahead and tell me what the catch is.'
Seamus: 'I wanna make you a deal and you won't wanna pass this.'
'If you're serious about getting clean then many surprises you will see
and they won't always appear in the ways that you expect them to be.'
'Here just sign this contract to ensure that you keep your promise.'
'Don't swear to it if you are uncertain please just try to be honest.'
Jack: 'Relax Seamus you can trust me I am a man of my word
time for me to move on it's extremely important that I purge
and free my body of these toxins I've been swallowing.'
'It's better than sitting here in my sorrow and wallowing.'
'The time has come for me to lead I'm tired of following.'
'I'd rather be myself than someone else it ain't Halloween.'
Seamus: 'Good I'm happy for you now sign here and sign there
and just so you know it's not gonna be easy so just beware.'
'This is very serious your health we really wanna repair.'
'Today your quest begins so embrace it with care.'

Sober Quest Pt. 1: Withdrawal

One week later Jack checked himself in for special drug treatment
he was determined to get better which was part of the agreement
Jack walked in that door with every intention of getting sober
one hundred percent sure his drug addiction days were over
however Jack still had very strong cravings which was natural
all patients are dope sick which has been proven to be factual
Jack was in a vulnerable state anything could throw him off the tracks
and trigger his addiction unfortunately causing him to have a relapse
then he would be the only one left behind as time continues to elapse
but Jack wasn't gonna give in to those mind controlling chaotic traps
If Jack was gonna make it through this now was not the time to slip
he has to maintain his balance keep on fighting and never think to quit
nobody is perfect addicts are bound to lose their grip once or twice
withdrawal is not easy there will be times when Jack will be enticed
and teased by several potheads and heavy pill poppers all around
when it all falls down it's his decision to remain above the ground

Sober Quest Pt. 2: Detox

As the days went by Jack seemed to be doing so much better
the dope sickness was slowly fading so decided to write a letter
and mail it directly to Seamus to let him know of his progress
he had passed the withdrawal stages but it was a tricky test
Jack was now going through the process of detoxification
he felt mighty proud to be able to make this proclamation
what a hardworking, persevering, determined individual Jack was
he was going to see this through to the very end no matter what
the cleansing and purification were doing wonders for his health
bettering his connection with God increasing his spiritual wealth
finally breaking free of cages confining him to a life of dependence
Jack was focused on getting healthy and regaining his independence
that definitely shows how important Jack's sobriety was to him
he was better than ever he could feel the excitement from within
this treatment he's gonna take by storm and get back on top
zooming in full speed ahead Jack was impossible to be stopped

Sober Quest Pt. 3: Acceptance

Jack may not have noticed it before but he was aware of it now
he was coming to terms with his addiction and he felt so proud
it was a difficult challenge of which he managed to overcome
the cravings upon his taste buds had gone completely numb
resistance was the enemy and acceptance was the key
so it was in Jack's best interest for him to take heed
immediately to these principles in order to succeed
and start exercising them to kill these demon seeds
to ensure he remains sober he must follow twelve steps
go over them day by day apply them and he'd be all set
Jack had made a solid promise to never ever again succumb
to the dependency of drugs he made it clear that he was done
In Jack's eyes the sky was the limit many opportunities lied in his wake
along with many more challenges but Jack was strong enough to take
all of those pesky, dreadful challenges on at one time
this was where Jack was going to be drawing the line

Sober Quest Pt. 4: Recovery

The final day of treatment came the celebration was about to begin
this was an emotional day and Jack's journey had come to an end
last night he had prepared a poem to read at the ceremony
he was going to read it to express his appreciation solely
the celebration was starting and everybody had arrived
each had a speech to deliver along with their goodbyes
Jack decided to go last because he felt that it was best
to allow all of his emotions to roam free he would let
however it was now his turn and he was more than ready
for the poem he was about to read was emotionally heavy
'When I first came here I was lost and in the dark.'
'I was nervous, afraid and my world was falling apart
'You guys have shown me the light so now I'm gonna make it shine.'
'The motivation that you've given me is almost impossible to define.'
'I don't know where I would be without your support and care.'
'This place I like to call heaven because it's much better there.'
'This is the real me and I am now baring my soul to you.'
'At first I was reluctant but you found a way through
and many years from now when I look back and reflect
forever I'll cherish these memories and I'll never forget.'
everyone clapped enthusiastically as they wiped away their tears
for they had never heard something so heartwarming and sincere

An Eye For An Eye

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

Once again I fall asleep
believing the sweet little lies
with fear crawling under my skin
desolation obvious in my eyes

Inhale the truth and exhale the lies
they are made up of carbon dioxide
if you keep inhaling them you will choke
catching infections like secondhand smoke

But don't worry I'll erase
all your fears like on chalk boards
my door is always open
what do you have to knock for?

You can lean upon my shoulder
when you feel like you've fallen out
and tell me what it is that's got you
feeling all of these hints of doubt

I'm trying to breathe them in
suffocating breathing them out
I'm running out of breaths
I swear I feel the need to shout

Then shout little darling
if it will help you to get out
all that stress in your heart
I'll send it down another route

It don't matter to me what matters
is that those bitches lied
how could they hurt me like this?
I feel like I’ve been denied

Are you serious?
how could they deny?
deep inside you're understanding
and in you people can confide

But they've used it up like a credit card
they took advantage of your trust
just act like they don't exist
let them all bite the dust

It’s inevitably hard
and I’m endlessly trying
but its no longer worth it
I'm sick and tired of lying

An eye for an eye
a lie for a lie
with no reciprocation
why should you have to try?

I Won't Forget You

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

All you see is the streaming of blood and tears
I'd fill you in on the rest but I have too many fears
memories resurface the more I stare at the pink scars
they are holding me together as I gaze upon the stars

You can't hide the scars with artificial masks
when all they do is remind you of the past
so I'm here to take your mind off of it
and make this wave of happiness last
I'll accept a hug but I won't accept cash

Because you can't buy a bond like the one that we have
great minds always think alike now you do the math
by the time you’re finished you will have come up with the sum
realizing that two heads put together are way better than none
and when our spirits are connected our hearts beat as one

To fix you most people wouldn't dare
but I care and I happen to have spares
and I swear I'll fix every wear and tear
quick and painless like I wasn't even there

As you gaze upon the stars I hope you think of me
and every thing that I have come to be
Please don’t forget me as I won’t forget you
Just keep me in your memory because I will too

Signatures From Heaven Pt. 1: Discovery

Last night's events weighed heavily on Jack's mind
triggering his urges to write more mind blowing lines
discovering a passion from deep within his heart
a passion so pure creating gentle rivers of art
poetry was Jack's brand new drug of choice
a place where all his opinions can be voiced
and it did not matter if it was wrong or right
everything's alright in the glow of Jack's light
the light shined as bright as the stars in the sky
over and far beyond the clouds floating oh so high
casting quite a complex yet magical spell upon Jack
hypnotizing him as the paper continued to attract
his pen to paint images with his remarkable words
setting himself free to fly just like the beautiful birds
Jack had never known of an expression so healing
this was his way of safely and securely revealing

Signatures From Heaven Pt. 2: Passion

Jack decided to accept and embrace this gift
and when in doubt his spirits this gift would lift
sending wind beneath his wings guiding him to heights
that he never ever thought that he would reach in his life
unlocking the cage that he's been trapped in for several months
allowing him to soar free while performing some incredible stunts
exhaling sighs of relief inhaling breaths of fresh and earthly air
blowing away all of his scars and erasing all waves of despair
breaking free of the same old annoying and stressful routine
replacing it with thousands of waves of a peace so serene
tasting the sweet flavors of the happiness in his dreams
causing his taste buds to explode into tiny, sugar streams
the road ahead of Jack was looking oh so very clear
to the hands of success he was starting to get near
the bells of opportunity ringing in the distance he could hear
tempting Jack to take the risk ignoring all of his longtime fears

Signatures From Heaven Pt. 3: Upgrade

Jack realized that he needed an upgrade
so he called up Seamus in need of his aid
they then met up to shop for formal wear
purchasing a suit to give his image some flare
Jack was a poet so he wanted to look the part
he wanted to touch all of the people's hearts
with the fireworks exploding off in his art
as his image got sharper so did his writing skills
he was pleased to say that he didn't need pills
Jack's verses take people on emotional rollercoasters
installing adrenaline rushes victory was getting closer
but Jack wasn't doing it for fame or special recognition
he did it for the love which has always been the mission
that type of dedication is unfortunately extremely rare
Jack drank, slept and breathed ink his wounds it repaired
his pen was his sword for fighting off the hands of evil
be careful for his words are as powerful as they are lethal

Signatures From Heaven Pt. 4: Victory

The following week Seamus called up Jack
to remind him of the interview that they had
Jack then headed down to the bathroom to freshen up
then put on his suit making sure he was sharp enough
Jack was confident he'd nail this interview hands down
this was the real deal there was no time to mess around
shots of nervousness and excitement sparked up his energy
a moment just to calm down Jack was in desperate need
Jack's heart was pounding like the sound of a stampede
he was very eager to nourish and grow this unborn seed
he arrived for his interview on time right on the spot
image crispy clean looking stronger than an ox
Jack was in a moderate state of shock when he had first found out
that the interviewer was Seamus and he was in a publishing house
he then answered some questions and then he signed his contract
his work was finally getting published and his career was now in tact

Breaths Of Enchantment

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

Women come from Venus
and men come from Mars
but our bond is held together
by parallel aligned stars

I think that Merlin
might have cast a spell
by the way the glitter's falling
from the stars you can tell

Your words are like silk
they’re very comforting and smooth
they calm me like waves of the ocean
as my emotions are on the move

Being pushed back and forth
in the motions of swaying
keep speaking them to me
I love what you are saying

If I could play guitar
I'd serenade you with a song
mesmerize you with my lyrics
make you wanna sing along

I can feel your heart beating
to the rhythm of the melody
It brings a calm feeling to my soul
and it feels oh so heavenly

Believe me I already
want to sing along
even if I don't know
the words to this song

I’ll hum along to the melody
with the beat in my head
whenever you feel down
don’t forget what I said

Crashing Promises

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

I promised never to go to bed angry
but here I am in bed lying awake
you said that you would save me
but all of your promises are fake

Who is this person
that couldn't keep this promise?
don't be afraid to tell me
look me in the eye be honest

I won't leave the glass half full
I'll try my best to fill it up
so you won't be feeling
empty like a tiny cup

All I can feel is pain
with signs of going numb
am I going crazy
am I becoming dumb?

With the devil I've made a deal
help me to find what is real
what's real is the fact that
you shouldn't make deals
with the devil because that
would be wrong on so many levels

His offers may sound good now
but in secret their death contracts
break a rule in future and you
will meet him by direct contact

Not trying to scare you
just trying to save you from evil
and leave ol' Satan with a needle
stuck up in his eye

I just keep on falling
and scraping my knees
somebody please tell me
if anyone can hear my pleas?

I can definitely hear your pleas
we all have wants and needs
only yours appear greater
I’ll fix them now and settle
with the consequences later

Brand New

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

I know reality is bitter
but we have to face it
the truth we can't hide
we have to chase it not race it

Reality has always
been oh so bittersweet
get out of the kitchen
if you cant take the heat

Failure is something that
I'm inevitable to meet
I can barely stand
on my own two feet

Come out of the dark
shine and make your mark
light the end of the firecracker
and watch it begin to spark
allow your soul to fly off with it
ah the beauty of spiritual art

I would love to reside in your heart
‘cause it feels like a safe place
it is out of harms way any day
you're more than welcome to stay

Just let me pack my bags
do I have to pay my way?
because my pockets are empty
they've been that way for many days

This is free of charge
free of all costs
I'm always going to be here
whenever you get lost

Thanks that means the world to me
I'll count on your spirit to guide me
I know I’ll find my way with
the compass that you provide me

Don’t worry it’s no problem
I'm alway here to help
just give me a shout
or even the tiniest yelp

The doors to my heart will never close
and I would never shut you out
I’d be your sturdy ground because
you see with me there is no doubt

Why thank you my dear
I’ll always be here for you too
the comfort your words bring me
they make me feel brand new

Pandemonium

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

All of these troubles
they keep weighing me down
it hurts me to move
in the pain I'm about to drown

Things don't seem to be getting better
that's why I walk with a frown
but I disguise it with a smile
something like a circus clown

No matter how much pain there is
I promise I won’t let you drown
the answers to this pandemonium
are still out there waiting to be found

I will come and rescue you
and I will bring you to stable ground
but won't you please for me
at least try your best not to frown

Whenever you are around
my frowns turn upside down
forward backward in a circle
just like a merry go round

Your words are so beautiful
from the inside and out
they are my source of happiness
point blank period no doubt

They have healed me despite
the hell I’ve been through
bringing me peace and serenity
and changing my point of view

They are my sunshine through the darkness
and have undoubtedly helped me to see
that I was never alone and I never will be

War Zone

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

I had to trick myself
into believing that you’d care
now I’m left defenseless
with no disguises left to wear
my soul has been stripped
I have been left in the cold bare

I dont wanna lose this fight
I dont wanna drown
I just wish that they cared
and that they’d come around

You won't lose this fight
as long as you don't give up
whenever you get knocked down
dust yourself off and get back up

You're only as weak as
you allow yourself to be
so stand up be strong show them
you have what it takes to lead

Take a quick glance at my heart
I’ve left it upon the ground
I guess I’ll just leave it there
until the day that it is found

You are not alone
for you are in my care
I will help to lift this storm
that has left you in despair

If it leaves a few scrapes and bruises
that’s fine I don't even care
if that's what it takes to protect you
then those bruises I'll gladly wear

I appreciate your sympathy
but nothing can lift this despair
it has become a part of me
it’s getting tangled in my hair

It's blending with my air
my vital signs are getting low
this world is so cold that
I'm freezing in the invisible snow
its morphing from my skin
tell me am I committing a sin?

You are not committing sin
you are being thrust into sin's way
day to day but don't worry darling
Satan is definitely gonna pay

With no hesitations or delays
he will get what's coming to him
his moves are so predictable
you can see right through him

Someday I’ll win this battle
and claim my victory and prize
he won’t even see it coming
I’ll just shock him by surprise

Band-Aid

Written By Glenn McCrary & Makita McLennan

I know I need to get a grip
to hold on and steady my feet
but I'm scared I’ll slip and fall
failure I am inevitable to meet

Then fulfill this dying need
and make into a reality
try hard to hold on so you
don't slip into fatality

I'm trying really hard
but slipping is what I do best
I'm playing with my last card
I just need a mental rest

Keep trying my friend
don't succumb to the grips of the slip
you've got what it takes to make it
they're the ones who are ill-equipped

I know the pain hurts
there’s no doubt it’s gonna sting
that’s why I long to escape
but I can't fly with broken wings

I’m eternally scarred and
my emotions are screwed up
it’s getting harder to tell them apart
Heaven help me I’m so mixed up

A mixed up mess you may be
it’s never too late to blend
on your will and motivation
is what it all depends

Start moving forward step by step
with your head held high
don't give in now it gets better
all you have to do is try

The steps are becoming
extremely difficult to follow
the weakness within is kicking in
I’m starting to feel hollow

I can close that hollow open up
your eyes to a better tomorrow
wash away your sorrow and
all of your pain I will borrow

Everything will get better
wash away with the sea
as long as I have faith in you
and you have faith in me

Happiness Is On The Menu

My heart is from where the original song
first came to the surface
with every breath within me I sing it to you
because you are worth it
these lyrics are scented with
the sweet smell of strawberry air
go ahead breathe it in
let it fill your lungs with flare
savor the flavor flowing from my voice
feast on the fresh fruit that I offer
get lost inside the mazes of my eyes
escape to a land of peace
try hard to break free from your disguise
and I’ll keep singing this song
for as long as you wish
your happiness is my happiness
happiness is my favorite dish
and I will continue to serve it
forever it will remain on the list

Summer Symphony

With every single breath you take
I can feel it blowing in the wind
oceans of happiness and peace
within your words is what you send
my heart receives these treasures
and starts beating rapidly with joy
like the look upon a child's face
when they’re given a brand new toy
As my days begin to grow dark
you light them right back up
picking me up off the ground
when I've fallen down on my luck
with you on my side this fire will forever burn
to have a bond like this I have always yearned
Whether it be emotionally, spiritually or mentally
Forever you will be my sweetest summer symphony

The Art Of Romance Pt. 1: Sketchy Beginnings

On a Tuesday afternoon a woman named Isabella Sky
Was sitting in the park staring at the clouds oh so high
Observing her surroundings in hopes of gaining inspiration
When a beautiful creature suddenly broke her concentration
A lady approached Isabella and said her name was Elizabeth Spadez
And that she was a photographer and taking pictures was her way
Of expressing all of the emotions that she keeps locked up inside
With the result of each photo leaving many crowds mesmerized
She said: “If you are not busy I would like to arrange a photo shoot
Because you are so beautiful and I’d like to capture an image of you
And put them on display for all of the Penticton community to see
If you are uncomfortable in front of cameras don’t hesitate to tell me.”
Isabella said “Why yes I would love to be a symbol of your art
As long as your art is created from the passion within your heart