You Kill Me

your arrogance overwhelms me.
your own ego fuels your narcissistic delusions.
you changed your path without telling me.
you had to focus and i was distracting you.
instead of sharing you closed up shop.
you abandoned me alone and in the proverbial dark.

you kill me... you didn't dump me... you killed me!
i'm not on your list for updates.
you've got to keep moving forward.
these are your choices and i get to suffer their consequences.
you kill me... that no fault attitude stabs me... you killed me!

how do two people get so far out of sync?
you ignore and then you destroy what you helped to create.
then you try to place all the blame on me.
it takes two to make a mess this big,
but you don't think i'm worthy to share your life.
you left me confused and lost while you found your zen.

you kill me... you pass judgement like you're God... you kill me!
take your precious life lessons and shove them up your own ass.
i don't need you to tell me i'm real.
my broken heart and depression yell it at me loud and clear.
you don't believe in anyone but yourself.
you kill me... you're a taker... you killed me!

i gave you everything i had and now there's nothing left.
you couldn't see past your own needs.
now you've changed and set a new course without me.
i have to adjust to the lack of your domination.
it's not too hard, because now i can breathe!
you killed me and that set me free!!!!

Dearest MeeMaw

In Honor of Brownie Irene Lock 9/3/1923 - 12/13/2011

Dearest MeeMaw i'm lost in memories of you.
Your sweet smile and child like giggles haunt my mind.
My world lost an effervescent light this morning.
Your love helped to anchor me in the darkest of times.
2am God took your beautiful soul back home.
He knows how much I love you.

My head hurts from trying to hold back these tears.
I'm working hard to overcome my fears.
Your pain is over and your blessings are fulfilled.
I feel selfish for still wanting you here.
I didn't call or visit as often as I should have,
but you were always near and dear to me.

I'm your little Irene and now your my guardian angel.
You'll never be far from my thoughts
And you'll always be with me in my heart.
I love you Brownie Irene.
You have always made the world a better place for me.
God take good care of her up there.
She spent her life loving you too.

Her faith never waivered.
Where I had doubts she embraced it all.
I wish I could be more like her.
Strong, Independent, Devoted, and Determined is what comes to mind when I try to describe her.
I love her and miss her so much already.
May peace be upon your soul, my beloved MeeMaw.
This little Irene will try her best to make you proud!

Backed Against Myself

in this hour of the setting sun i light three candles in honor of the creator, his son, and his holy ghost.
i want to remember that i have a little light left in the darkness that has overtaken my soul.

in the quiet of my home i close my eyes to see into why i hurt so bad.
i am a tormented liar.
i've decieved the world around me for my own selfish reasons.
i cannot let my unthinking tongue expose how weak i've become.

in my mind i work hard to justify all my actions.
i fall short.
there's nowwhere to go.
i can't severe this anger festering inside of me from my heart.
it feels dirty and raw, the violence revolts me, yet draws me closer to it.
i want to run, but it would be a circle back to here.

in my heart there's a precious haven where all the ones i love reside, despite distance and the passing of time.
i wish the whole of my heart was overflowing with their love, but so much of me is torn and lost.
my heart is almost dead.
i don't think i can be saved or fixed.

in the cold i feel alive.
the brisk bitter air flows in and out of my lungs exciting me.
i actually feel my breathing, almost like your screams lingering in your ears after a nightmare.
i struggle with the same issues over and over.
i'm always backed against myself in the corner scared of my own shadows.
the fight won't end until i'm dead, but then who wins?

24 Ways

i got to stop thinking, that's when my troubles start.
when i think i got it all figured out, that's when it falls apart.
i keep putting all my eggs in one broken basket.
i think that makes me the basket case.

i don't know why i am always out of place.
all guys want to do is play with my boobies;
then they're off to find someone prettier then me.
i've given up trying to fulfill my own desires.

i was hoping you'd be different, but you aren't,
as long as i have a choice, i will choose the wrong man.
i'm drawn to the ones that play my heart strings.
they master me then they want someone else.
the right woman is always the woman after me.

the longest relationship i've had was 4 years.
he spent 2 of them out of the country,
we waited 18 months for the divorce to finalize,
so he spent a whopping 6 months under the same roof as me.
he cried, as he screamed at me, you are impossible to love.
i think it hurt so bad, because i knew he was right.

am i so awful? selfish? cold? distant? crazy?
i could go on with the list of adjectives i've been called,
but it would take all day to get through them all.
i've tried to grow and learn from each failure.
i've found out 24 ways how NOT to have a successful relationship.
maybe number 25 will be the one that it all comes together perfectly!

i've dumped a few and a few have dumped me.
so it's pretty much even on that front.
i've never cheated, but i've lied.
i know there were times i could have tried hard,
but i get bored so easily.

in these moments of self-reflection,
i see the would haves, could haves, and the should haves,
all lined up in one long funeral procession.
i have my own dirge to dance around to in my head.

i still dare to hope that somewhere out there,
beyond the fear,
i hear of soul mates and whispers of ever-lasting love.
i'm not that ambitious though,
but a smackerel of love just might be enough to see me through!

Pacing

i pace in the anxious worry of fear's embrace.
my mind races from worse to the worst case scenario.
i know there is no one that will come to save me.
and i don't understand why i can't overcome my own neurosis.

i would walk away from myself, but i'm attached.
i tossed and turned last night struggling with insomnia again.
sleep is so hard to come by that i begin to break.
i'd take some pills, but they stopped working.

i turn to the good book for some good advice.
i notice the word fornicate is in there alot.
my thoughts are not holy ones.
i miss a man's touch.
why do i make it so difficult for me to love?

i combatted a migraine last night.
i think it was a draw.
my head now aches dull, but the migraine isn't gone.
but the pain is at least tolerable to me.
i wonder if i'll ever be free from pain.

i know what i am thinking about is a sin.
it is selfish and self seving and wrong.
but my own mind still brings it up as an alternative.
i turn it down, i can't try to do that again.

my dreams are drawn to my own demise.
i'm sure the same people will be there.
the same group always shows up.
i stand there and watch.
i ask if i must go.
i'm told no, but i must choose, either start living or lose.

i had made progress.
one night has turned me inside out.
it is amazing how my pendulum swings.
it defies gravity in how it can move against all possibilities.
i want to be a better person,
but right now i'm just fighting to stop huring.

i pace around my living room thinking i should be praying instead.

Control

i want to feel like i'm holding the world in my hands.
i want to know the decisions i make are for the better.
i want to feel in control, but it's the opposite of my reality.
i feel like life is leading me around by my nose.
i don't know how to take control.

the world spins around me.
i feel overwhelmed and lost.
every body else seems put together.
i feel like a caution light with my heart flashing broken.

i want to hold my head high.
i want to look a priest in the eye.
i want to be in control, but i can't get a handle on myself.
i lie and quit and cry.
my self-indulgence trumps my self-control.

those around me say to try harder, but i am my biggest obstacle.
when i attempt to restrain myself i fall apart and implode.
i cry with the pieces of my life scattered around me.

i want to be confident.
i want to be sure.
i've lived on second guesses and regrets for too long.
when i try to take control, complete chaos ensues.

my life lacks structure.
i've been working hard to make amends.
i take one step forward, then fall three steps back again.
i want to contain my disease and exercise control over the worst parts of me.

i want to be my own boss.
i want to hear my own voice.
i've manage to push away all who have offered me a helping hand.
if i cannot dominate my weaker self, control will always be an elusive dream.

Before

I don't know what to say.
How do you begin to understand
the horrors this world hands out,
to innocent bystanders, sudden victims?
You're scared and crying.
How do you capture the moments
BEFORE
before the pain?
before you were destroyed?
before your heart was ripped out?

We all hope there's some explanation,
either in our faith or the laws of human nature.
We cling to any possibility that we are right
and those who disagree are wrong.
There's a second of calm between dusk and the last bit of daylight.
If we could freeze the world
If we could reverse the tides of carelessness
If we could stop the wave of selfishness
and remind the world what it's like to serve
the good and kind
the just and the innocent

They are all stripped and powerless against the darkness of the world today.
No one is safe anywhere anymore.
There's no magical line you can cross,
to where the devil can't bring chaos to your door.
No escape from the doubt and the fear that cloud our vision
and cause our tears.
How do you capture the moments
BEFORE
before when it was simpler times?
before when your word was your bond?
before when you could take people at face value?
before when you could leave your door unlocked?

But not anymore, those times are gone for good.
Just a memory in some old man's head,
or a story to read at bedtime to the kids.
Before the world was stained by lies.
Before free love became twisted and died.
Before I was born.
I don't have any recollection of the time before.

Five and Dimes

you don’t understand me and you don’t even pretend to try anymore
it’s your soul i’ve been trying to reach
it’s not my fault you sold it to the devil
everybody wants someone to blame
every little problem they have is beyond their control
they are a victim, helpless and torn

the five & dimes are all closed up
All you see are broken windows, cracked sidewalks, and rats
downtown looks abandoned and forlorn
the american dreams is cheaper at wal mart
small town america is fading fast
you got to have a mall in town to last
it’s all about yourself and to hell with everybody else

nobody wants to care about someone else
the only track your on is the me express
and you only stop when you see someone with something you got to have
you may say the right words
you may nod your head in sympathy
but what you’re thinking is how can i get away and think about me

the five & dimes are all closed up
all you see are broken windows, cracked sidewalks, and rats
downtown looks abandoned and forlorn
the american dreams is cheaper at wal mart
small town america is fading fast
you got to have a mall in town to last
it’s all about yourself and to hell with everybody else

The Attitude

hello, how r u? stop right there, before u say 2 much, i don't care enough 2 listen. becuz i'm young & lazy. i'm restless & 1/2 crazy. what doesn't touch me, what i don't see, what i don't hear, just doesn't effect me.

u see i don't care. so move it along, i got shit 2 do or nothing 2 do, doesn't matter it's all better then talking 2 u. i don't give a fuck about the world. i don't give a damn about a single person in it. not even me. & i won't shed a tear if it all disappeared. becuz i'm young & lazy. i'm restless & 1/2 crazy. what doesn't touch me, what i don't see, what i don't hear, just doesn't effect me.

u should know u raised me. i get what i want when i want it. u buy me over & over again. u tell me i did a good job whether i did r not. so y bother 2 care. i'm spoiled. u always say it, so who gives a fuck if i lay here all damn day. becuz i'm young & lazy. i'm restless & 1/2 crazy. what doesn't touch me, what i don't see, what i don't hear, just doesn't effect me.