Saturday, August 15, 2015

He said he wouldn't, but then he did. And, anyway, today marks that day.

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Things were groovy ‘til you went insane,
and I didn’t have a clue
that reality was so hard for you to maintain.
I danced in your bizarre point of view.
There’s nothing a friend can do.
I’m not the keeper of your zoo.

There’s no tour guide
on the bipolar roller coaster ride,
but Mr. Jones is by your side.
And always, always, always
you still have your pride!

I have to admit this whole relationship
is going down like a bitter tea,
especially when my mind steeps too long
in the way things used to be.

This simmers on the back-burner of my brain,
and for a while I’ll let it brew,
but I’m always startled by the sharp whistle of pain

when my thoughts decide to sip on you. 


Viewpoint of a Sociopath

I’M THE KING!
You don’t have real problems.
I’M THE KING!
None that compare to mine.
I’M THE KING!
Your biggest issue is that
I’M THE KING!
you don’t see me as divine.

I’M THE KING
Of this crumbling castle!
I’M THE KING!
There’s no kingdom in sight, but
I’M THE KING!
I have no subjects but
I’M THE KING!
I know I’m right!

I’M THE KING
Life has hardened me.
I’M THE KING
I’m not the boy you knew.
I’M THE KING!
The only promise I make is
I’M THE KING
I’ll only hurt you.

I’M THE KING!
I know how to save me.
I’M THE KING!
I don’t need your advice.
I’M THE KING!
You can never reach me.
I’M THE KING!
What will you sacrifice?

I’M THE KING!
I can’t love you.
I’M THE KING!
Love would make me weak.
I’M THE KING!
You’re ALL weak and needy.
I’M THE KING!
Wipe that tear from your cheek. 

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