Love not War, Such beautiful hopes

Delusions of grandeur, Or just great?

Lost in this daydream of life

Another time, Another place, As another dime Rolls through my face I see my light draw dim As the fire within drowns out and fades away Within sin is where I play Careful not to lose the bout Drawn through my doubt By the grim reality of who I am What makes me this person What makes me hide from daylight And feel invigorate throughout the night What makes me morally superior Why am I driven by fear What defines me as a man What forces my hand To feed the dog that bites To justify or quantify ...

Another time, Another place, As another dime Rolls through my face I see my light draw dim And fade away Within sin Is where I play Smothered out Drawn through my doubt By the grim reality of who I am What makes me this person What makes me hide from daylight And feel invigorate throughout the night What makes me morally superior Why am I driven by fear What defines me as a man What forces my hand To feed the dog that bites To justify or quantify wrongs and rights Of me and my civilization To...

She is the beauty to my beast The right to all my wrong The idea behind my thoughts The breath with which my words speak To understand the incomprehensible To break the silence without a voice to be heard No one on this earth have I met with such power She is the shimmer off my metallic shield The sun's reflection upon my moon Breaking the light through the darkness of my night Shattering the mold of what is, What was, And what would never be Writing my poems, I hear birds singing in my mind ...

I feel the biting wind blow As I fall into the snow Surrounded by a cloud of white Grounded in my childhood delight As I lay I feel the cold melt away Turning into drops upon my face All my fear has been replaced By a comfortable warm sensation As a feeling of elation Flows over my body Oh, the feeling of being free Free from the trials and pitfalls of existence Just trying to live, not to be efficient Not old or young or in-between Just taking part in living On that cold day in December All ...

I say "Cheers" To my last sip of beer As my fears Roll away with the tides And the foam gently drifts down the sides Of the glass Until words that hurt Might as well be spit out of my ass Stouts and lagers, pilsners and ale My heart remains true to them all without fail As I bail Myself out of another jam With what I drank and how drunk I am I propose a toast To the one I love the most To another shot of Tres To make my problems seem out of place To the memories I’ve had To both the good and ...