White Squall

Dragged along my broken shore
Swallowed by their waves once more
Undressed, sedated, restrained to a bed 
"We want to help you" they calmly said

Crimes against my soul I cried!
There is no pill to ease this mind
I stare unaware drugged confused 
My fractured mind had come unglued
Broken shattered was the wall 
That held back my White Squall

And while it came crashing in
In pieces, shards all worn thin 
I couldn't see my tide was high 
Ready to break at a moments time

Years and years of wear and tear
A cracked formed and could not bare
One more assault against my soul
It all caved in, I lost control 

Pretty Cage

Lightning struck her darkened soul
So the story now unfolds
Can I come out of my cage she says
To the voice up there in thread
I swear you are beautiful and mean
But I love the way you look at me
I hold your anger and kiss your rage
You lock me in this pretty cage
A tiny ray of sun casts thin
Come closer and I'll let you in
I dare not blink or cringe my eye
So not to miss a ounce of light 
And in this place I have been so long
A soft voice sings a beautiful lonely song 
I dream of past sun lit days
Then wake up in his black space

Vindictive Vacation

I haven't found the way to heaven
And I don't know who my friends are
So I peeled away my victims 
Just to see them all unravel
These others try to take me over
Use my body for their pleasure 
But I have a plan to get rid of them
I think it's time I start my engine
And kick up some dust and gravel
Just where did all those f@$kers go?
Maybe down to Mexico...
Maybe  a visit to these "friends" of mine
I'll pay them back for their so called time
I'll take a gun and some amunitition
Just in case they fail to listen
Of course poison is another way 
To kill them all and walk away
I'll buy them all a round of drinks
Even wish them happy things
I will smile and wave as they go down 
Then drive away to another town....

The Premeditated Destruction Of It

I tried to kill it 
But if came back to life
I tried to choke it
But it refused to die
I took my car and ran it over
But it just gave  me a smile
I tried to drown it
But it kept on breathing
I left it dying
But it went back to being
I pushed it in front of a moving train
But no luck as of yet, it still remains 
One time I locked it in a room that had no door
But it managed to escape and punish me some more
I left it in the middle of nowhere
But it refused to get lost
I pushed it down a flight of stairs
But that only pissed it off
I poured gasoline on it and lit a match
But it wouldn’t burn and proceeded to laugh
I tired to convince it, it doesn't exist 
It didn’t believe me, then cruely hissed
I tried to bury it deep underground
But it dug a way out thru a hole it found
I tried to shoot it in the chest
But of course it was wearing a bulletproof vest
My list of premeditated plans of the destruction of "it"
Has not gone well, in fact the opposite! 

4 Star Cd Whore

Little four star CD whore
Jesus been divorced before 
She's a jewel cave solar day
In the middle of a tidle wave

She's glaring at the antichrist 
He's using faded pick up lines
She's just another drama queen
Trying to steal another scene

Is it your New Orleans drunken feeling?
Is it crawling up the dirty ceiling?
Are you small in her opinion?
Did she already make her decision?

She will leave you broken hearted
You won't even know she departed
Took off while you were asleep
She was never yours to keep

You wake up in your cheap motel 
Headache, hungover, alone as hell
No money, no car, no credit cards
Just pain and hurt and some deep scars

Blue Jean Cowgirl

I'm a blue Jean cowgirl 
Heading for a place to rise 
And somewhere out there in between you and I
On my way to little Skylake 
I'm a dripping green on the dragon gate 
That's where I left my silver Heartache
Big-time cash in honey, let the games begin
On a burgundy wine high
Boy time I zip my fly
I'm a Coca-Cola bitch 
I'm your blue-eyed death wish 
I'm a Saturn returner
Who killed the Road Runner 
I'm a blue Jean cowgirl yes who will be the one to save my anxiousness 
Cause I'm going on a trip 
And I'm taking my acoustic 
Gained a bit of my soul on my way back
It was getting late miss placed that sad heart ache 
Met a starlit junkie boy who sold his soul for a nice goodbye

My Tornado

A twirling thought made its way 
Onto the surface of the day 
these strange days, seem to slide
Flowing in and out of my fragile mind
The gap above slowed it's tune 
Rising stars and falling moons 
My tornado is coming soon 
Drags me under and consumes
My every thought taken captive
By something strange and foreign 
This Sarcastic mess is not my fault 
Just the way I harshly talk
I feel a tornado coming on my skin
It's digging deep and digging in 
Coming Crawling Creeping Closer
And so my tornado hits the ground 
I remember this feeling now 
It’s getting bigger now coming closer
My tornado took me over
And it’s dark hold like a tidal wave
Walking zombie now it’s slave
This sadness encroaches with much skill
Stealing what once was my own free will 
This tornado and inflated sense of ego
resurrected a warrior and a rebel
Woke up something deep inside
From it’s long slumber ready to fight 

Woke up in shambles

I woke up in shambles 
Stark across the room
Nothing but my underwear on
Just what happened last night
Hit the bottle hard enough to fight 
Can't remember what was ought 
I calmly gather up my thoughts
You sit there with a confused grin
Somewhere is my bottle of gin

I want to talk about it 
How much we lost 
How did we lose each other
And what is the cost
i try to speak some words to you
I say it loud but it slips right thru
Everytime I make a fine  Alternative,
we never seem to give a shit
I woke up in shambles again
Wondering if I could make up for my next sin
Guess I should guess again 
Same mistakes damn girl
damn gin
Goodbye my love I tried, I lied
It just wasn't enough this time
Someday I'll make it rhyme but for now
I'll just take my time 
Get up, get dressed and remember my lines
Move on to the next love of mine

Serious Swagger

serious swagger weighted gait 
heavy dirty hard left side sway
gritty sleezy slicked back style
contagious beautiful easy smile          
stone cold sexy mega rockstar status
Smooth icy cool on stage backlit
perfectly posed and pleasently fake
His demeanor portrays a studious 
headliner of untold fame
gold lined suited taylored and primed
Walks no struts into the spotlight 
All the jaded fans stare amazed 
At all his superficial greatness staged 
Reaching out just for a glance 
Waiting for a insignificant chance 
Perfection comes with a price tag attached 
Blinded he can’t see the soul he lacks
Isn’t he loved adored by all?
With confidence like he’s 10 feet tall 
His so called shallow friends on speed dial 
Toast him with designer drinks and plastic smiles
His fame won’t buy his happiness 
So he drinks so he’ll forget
What he lost in his way to this 

Under Her Ghost

Resisting your surrender 
Like a passionate pretender
Cursing your existence 
So unruly cant even believe it
Rehearsing until morning
For a ending to your story 
Searching for a reason
Why you’re always out of season
Still wearing those dirty clothes
And swearing at the Her ghost
Living in your furry
Just makes things a little blurry
Some drunken thrills
Followed by some healing pills 
Staring at the mirror 
Thinking it will look clearer

Resisting your departure 
And what seems like constant torture
Insisting on the weather
To lead you somewhere farther
Counting on tomorrow 
To release you from your sorrow
Leads you to forgiveness 
Repenting all your sins and
Starting a new chapter 
In this new world that you are after
Living in the moment 
Gives you quick atonement 
Walking from the ashes
The past and what it’s taken
Your soul now unbroken from this spell
That had you been under