It was the day:
We hold it dear and would never let it go,
run
wild and free and the world crumbles beneath our stomp.
The day you took a chance on us.
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It was the day:
We hold it dear and would never let it go,
run
wild and free and the world crumbles beneath our stomp.
The day you took a chance on us.
What the fuck is time~
find me on the next flight out
couldn’t wait a second longer
the night would only make me smaller
what if I’m gone, what the fuck you gon’ think then?
It’s all just dreams, but feels like a reality,
no destination, flying high and landing in a place more homey
miss my honey, stopped to see her
but just for a little had to catch my flight.
Taking shots and fighting the likes
makin’ more then I’d plan and they’ll kiss my ass to get a piece.
They all here while the lights on,
the nights are just as quiet as ever
chasing the stragglers away with a bloody rewrite.
It’d better be worth it
strong here and no abortion
filling out these titles not extortion
I’m still here just not on the surface.
so just let me in, let me in
five stars at the holiday inn
it’s twelve and time for a nooner
call it a midday win-
has been living in deerskin
screamin’ its a wolf
shut ya mouth
bring it closer
creepin’ so low
the wolf won’t smell us.
so let em in- let em in;
it six in the evening, had dinner twice
plates on the kitchen counter still full
deserts already served.
Chasing the breeze with a kite
living in the sky
I’m always sayin’ I won’t change but
I ain’t the same
everything is different,
and it’s for the best. Movin’ up and down
through the city, makin’ moves
fuse defused
walkin’ in my shoes.
Heavy isn’t it?
Can’t pick up the phone
it’s to heavy, wait until quarter till
and drop the call.
Not even a hint of regret
it’s the cold that gives me pause,
and the hint of your paws
that drops my jaw.
But is it enough-
I can’t complain,
don’t know what you’re missin’
shame on you-
another ones trash
is another ones treasure,
momma said that once
and I keep hittin’ that thrift store
shop till ya drop
and I’ll give
when I wasn’t asked-
that’s on me
I don’t need to lie no more
Nowadays all I do is shine, take a breathe and ease my mind.
It’s funny to look back-
been living there for a while,
the road was stunted, never had a way out.
Could have said no, and I never would have ended up here.
Normal life, normal job, normal wife
nothing wrong with that-
just a laugh thinking what it was and
who I was, and I’m far from normal.
The desert groomed me, treated me
left bruises- hidden deep and deeper
ocean wishes it was this deep
and this is wild
wonder who is wearing those old shoes-
those idle barring fools.
A time I would be envious
was a jeep driving Seven
and now- I’m chasing your dreams.
The one on the painted glass-
but it was your sight
that give me my foresight
It ain’t 2009 no more
Yeah, I know what’s behind that door
Feel like I do this in my sleep
Literally, I do this in my sleep
Chef is still at the palace,
home cookin’
she is awaitin’ her meal,
sweet savory
just a princess,
a princess and she’s becoming a Queen today,
fresh livin’.
They’ll write about who she was
and tell stories of who she is
and I’ll let you know how close they are.
sticking it out-
at the end of the day it’s not your day.
Chasing a speeding bullet,
it’ll only catch light before the bullseye.
He’ll see it to late, regret the steps
and the admiration,
before the day becomes second to his stained carpet.
Chances, dime a dozen
and you’re a ten
Picturing my visions as you look inside my cornea,
it’s my sight of it all
something oh so grand
to be so strong, you’re an angel
you’re my euphoria,
when your lips
locked onto mine
I was yours.
and when you’re mine
I won’t let you go.