Sonnet 12

Sometimes it seems that your only concern
Is if this world can give you what you want.
And when you try to cross a bridge you burned
You might regret that you were such a cunt.

This world is bigger than your tiny head.
The lies you fit in there seem endless, still.
How calmly will you sleep in your own bed,
When you can't hide behind the drugs and pills?

But I still wish only the best for you.
The past has passed and I have no remorse.
Perhaps one day you'll realize what you do
And set yourself on a more honest course.

       One day the world will tire of your shit,
       If lies are all that you will give to it.

Dope Fighter

He grew up watching Fight Club and Bruce Lee.
He said he won some scraps out on the street.
He's snorting dope and watching the TV;
He's living in a fucked up fantasy.

He's doing dope to cope;
He's losing mass so fast.
He's doing dope to cope;
He's caught up in the past.

He says he's the king of the underground.
A cage fight's in his brain, he'll knock you out.
It's all bullshit, to me, that's how it sounds;
His good eye looks at you, it's filled with doubt!

He's doing dope to cope;
He's caught up in a lie.
He's doing dope to cope;
He's lost control of life.

Living with death in the moment

Death is hiding
In the spaces between each moment.
We live with it 
Without realizing it's there,
Fearing it will come.
It's already here,
It always was.
It always will.

Now, both is
And is not, at the same time.
We think this it's now
But we're already too late.
We are trapped
This is the prison of the present
With no hope for escape
There is no need to.

Death is hiding
And is not, at the same time.
We live with it
But we're already too late
Fearing it will come
This is the prison of the present;
It always was
There is no need to.

Do It Again

I've got the Sun in my eyes
and the rain falling down on my head.
I never feel so alive
as when I'm wishin' that I was dead.
I guess that I'll never know
the difference in the truth and lies.

I've given up all hope
of finding out why I tried!

Why do I go on?
I've nothing wrong,
I'd do it again.
Why do I pretend?
I could be your friend
and do it again?

We had the breeze at our backs
and the engine running past the line.
But then, it's hard to keep track,
when you're caught up in the gears of time.
Things can blow by so fast;
tomorrow we could be sixty five!
I'd stay there to the last
just waiting to be by your side.

I keep moving on.
Time won't do me wrong.
I'd do it again!
Still, it's not too late
Never's not a date;
Don't do it again.

I got to hoping today
and its kinda driving me insane.
I feel like running away
and standing here, is just the same.
I gave it all I got
but I can take a little more!
So if you're ready, or not,
I got the key to open any door.

Why do I go on?
I've done nothing wrong
I'd do it again
How can I pretend?
This isn't the end...
I'll do it again.