What we’ve lost

Pastel colors plastic cars
everything a work of art
the world we dream in
the world we sought
a world on fire
true love forgot
plastic covers metal doors
thirsty for what is more
more than plastic
more than this
dreams of worlds less ignorant
in plastic hearts we find no love
just simple pleasures
no one above
everything a work of art
no trying here just what’s forgot

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Where I’ve been

Sometimes I turn my back on
the truth of who I was
how cruel I could be
setting to the floods
I burned bridges and memories
burned it all to the floor
made sure I couldn’t remember
because I didn’t want it no more
I was held up on pedestals
called a goddess and a queen
but then I remember
all the hell that I’d bring
nobody knew me
even when they thought they did
because I didn’t trust them
that’s the way that I lived
sometimes I try my best to forget
like nothing ever happened
before I decided it did
but when I lost everything
even my mind
I saw it all clearly
the choices were mine
I know who I am now
because I know where I’ve been
sometimes I might want to run
but I stand where I am
I’ll grow from the ashes
or I’ll accept that I’ve drowned
I’ll make my own way here
someway somehow
and when sometimes I cry
I’ll know I need to let it out

Never learned to bluff

Goodbye tomorrow
and all my future plans
goodbye to sun rise
I didn’t take it while I had the chance
goodbye to tomorrow
and all my so called friends
when I don’t answer
know you can’t make amends
goodbye to the future
the one that I had thought I planned
goodbye to tomorrow
I think I finally understand
I’ll forget tomorrow
and keep walking on a straight path
because tomorrow
may not come but I don’t give a damn
goodbye to everything
I think I’ve done just about enough
I’m taking the next train
and know I never learned to bluff

Just forget about it

Forget the rainy days
and walking through the park
every corners dangerous
every street is dark
the world is overflowing
with evil in strange amounts
we’ve never had these problems
humanity already figured out
how to light the darkness
and do away with crime
pedophiles didn’t exist
until the changing of time
we’d all like to forget
that evils all around
that humans make bad choices
we aren’t very special
are we now?

Eyes on the ceiling

Eyes on the ceiling
true love forgets
children don’t die here
though often regret
the dreams that we had
we all have left
gaining a rainbow
colored death
broken like glass
good porcelain
the mirrors all shattered
the silver is lost
eyes on the ceiling
sins they have watched

Forget

Let’s all forget the end
practice what’s pretend
break the mold again
with something old and dead
bring it back to start
break the world apart
forget the lessons taught instead
take yourself to bed and dread
everything you left behind
everything you forget.

Once again

I let things go
but never truly
I hold them close
I keep them to me
never so
I’ll say goodbye
I keep these moments
memorized
everything
you made me feel
I remember things
you meant to kill
I let go
of many things
never truly
though it seems
I will see you
once again
when this chapter
of light ends

When things break

Broken, broken promises and glass
every thought you’ve never had
every want goes unfulfilled
you never lost the will
kept your head from drowning
broken now, but climbing
forever now subsiding
and turning down the edge
of broken glass and bread
broken, broken glass and shards
taken out the heart and
forgotten every scar.

Listening well

Simple are the things
that we like to forget
simple little answers
solutions we don’t get
everything is borrowed
arranged for you today
the things that we don’t use
they never go away
fester does the rat
birthed within this hell
simple are the answers
when you listen to them well