Some Days

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Woken by another head splitting ache

Dead between the eyes and all the way through

I rise again, yet it seems only for rising’s sake

No more dragons to slay, or wild dreams to pursue

 

Eyes bloodshot and weary from their distorted view

Following another interminable nights toss and turn

I should be accustomed to it after all, it’s nothing new

Day after day, night after night, same old crash and burn

 

Another day, another dollar in debt and the well gets deeper

Hard to survive one more day on the unforgiving mean streets

Slave to the grind, yet I continue to be thy masters keeper

As adversity sees that this dark and hardened heart still beats

 

Comedy and tragedy hide behind a single mask these days

The moon shines bright as if to mock the suns power

Imitation is a weak defense against Sol’s sovereign rays

Yet the hand of uprising will inevitably strike a new hour

 

What is to become of this wars seemingly broken soldier?

I tell you not to spend another second of needless worry for me

For I have the wisdom of ages alongside this chip on my shoulder

 My vengeance will be lightning quick and crystal clear for all to see

 

“Fight the good fight” is a very questionable concept indeed

When, in the end, fighting dirty is the only way to win

“Some days you are the hammer, and some the nail” ; agreed

So call me transgressor if my warfare of self defense is a sin

 

Yes, I have been both the Hammer and the Nail

Enough to know that the hammer only wins if swung

For my aggressors I have one message that will prevail

And for them then, Hells Bells shall be loudly rung

 

I am most certainly the Hammer

And I always come out swinging

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The Birth Of Light (Phoenix)

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Legend can be found in each ray of the sun

As we reach deeper into a dirty well of truth

A blistering heat of vividly colored realities

Holds vague memories of misguided youth

 

A brilliant smile brings warmth everywhere

While oceans and skies of blue see the world

Solar intensity burns bright and everlasting

A flag of painful truth and loyalty is unfurled

 

Sol exists only to bare witness and shed light

On the beautiful and brilliant phoenix rising

From smoldering ashes of staggering atrocity

A story of true suffering in need of reprising

 

A new tale told, one of determined survival

Allowing others to seek shelter under wing

This protective angel out from under ashes

Carries with her hope, as angels voices sing

 

 

 

 

Desperate Redemption

Introducing another heavy but hopeful piece co-written with my good friend Patty at Petite Magique. Don’t walk, RUN to her site and see what an amazing artist she is. A published author and poet, she is as creative and gifted as anyone I’ve met.

I hope you all enjoy the results of our latest creative collaboration.

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Lost inside this dark hell I call my mind
Maybe happiness is just another lie
It seems like I’ve been falling forever
With broken wings, you can’t fly

Another soaring dream turned free fall
Panic and fear come directly to the fore
So claustrophobic in this wide open sky
As ground rushes up to annihilate all hope

Falling from grace, no turning back
Losing all that I once had
I would do anything to turn back time
Before this life drove me mad

Grasping desperately to find some resolution
As my irreversible past mocks with wicked intent
To go back and change would not be an answer
But another pitfall to see me deeper in this abyss

My life collapsing underneath my feet
I am nothing but a careless, distant observer
Seeing it all, but there is nothing that I can do
Than to just endure this brutal torture

Is this what I truly believe to be my fate?
Surely I am not doomed to repeat past atrocities
There must be something more than meets the eye
A new way to turn the overbearing odds in my favor

Suddenly turning my life upside down
I draw my sword and clench my teeth
Prepared to fight to the death with courage renewed.
Stealing victory from the jaws of defeat!