Crab Life

Crab Life

Look at you across the room
thinking can you make it.
your new victim in your sights
ready for a fight
you approach.

You know your role
known it long
learned it hard.
You are the crab 
who came out of the barrel
the one who made it.

But there can be only one,
only one success story
at a time.
So you know your role
you signed with your blood.

Instead of helping
the one left to come up
you got to work hard
to push him down
to drown.

Fly

Fly

You can run,
I know you can.
You can fly,
I know you can.
Out of fear
you may run
but you need to fly.

Use those wings 
see the joy it brings
even in your fear
They will take there, 
where you need to go.

When you are down
and you feel it's not your time
take flight and fly
up to the sky.

Grow Into Yourself

Grow Into Yourself.

It burns!
Like hell sulfur.
Limbs torn assunder.
With each blunder guilt knifes me.
Blood corrupted springs free
to flow into a sea of redemption.
Can I grow into me?
Can I be free?
Guilt a strict taskmaster.
Too stern to cuddle
a wayward child like me.
Fire now tears into my flesh.

Is this how it feels to grow?

It’s Too Late?

It's Too Late?

Where have the years gone
and when did the wrinkles come
home to roost?
Lady,
why did you settle for empty promises?
Why did you settle
under their thumb
rejected and forlorn?
Is it too late
to smile again?
to feel the sun on your face?
Is it too late
to leave the pain?
Just have some fun?
Is it too late
to stop and fight
even after your flight?
Is it too late to be alive
when death was your bedmate?
It is too late?

We will see...

Be Blessed!

Be Blessed!

Be blessed:
with friends that love you
all of you
so you can be true
to you.

Be blessed:
with a body
that functions
even with the aches and pain
there is still a peace inside
that takes that rain
and make you sane.

Be blessed:
that you can  be content
with just enough
even with the fluff
and all the no sense stuff.

Be blessed:
a favour bestowed
even when you feel low
because you already know
the best is yet to come.

Be blessed,
and so it goes
row after row
and feel those rupples overflow...

Last Lick

Last Lick

you hit me 
I hit you
I hit you
you hit me.
you go low
I go low too.
Think you are sly
not gonna lie
I was fooled for a while
but now
now I know what to do
I will split you in two!
So 
you hit me
and I hit you
I hit you
and you hit me.

But question:

when is the last lick and 
can we stop this show?

The Imposter

The Imposter

Look at them,
innocent lambs to the slaughter
of my decay.
They think they know
but no
they don't know the carnage I can bring.
I have killed before
and may do so once again.
They don't know I can suck them dry
and make them just like me.
"Beware of false prophets"
for they too like you
are blind to devil's tricks.
I too was blinded
and have yet to recover my eyes
and so must follow a distant voice.
Don't tell me I achieved
through blood sweat and tears
all that I have achieved - 
the agony of the truth
is too much to bear
I must not share the burden of not belonging.
I look in the water
and for a second see myself,
then the pebbles come along 
to remind me to retreat 
once more back on the shelf,
a lonely hallow place,
where I belong,
because I do not belong,
incompetent as I am,
to anywhere else.