Rosy Bush:

The Queen sat on her throne,
You sat there barely a jester,
You flailed your arms widely,
Yet you were only a pester,

You threw your life ragged,
Your body was her will,
The life was much better,
Yet you sat and cried still,

The mechanic came in one day,
Long from the dirty hard work,
His muscles aching and hurting,
Yet he could always end with a smirk,

He took your life in the palm of his hands,
But you sought it in the deep black sea,
You fell down the endless well,
Instead of being let be.

Car Wreck:

My mind taking it's first turn,
It began to race around the corner,
The cars crashing around me,
Yet I knew you weren't a mourner,

My heart skipped through the forest,
The bunny trail was close behind,
I fell down a deep dark hole,
Yet the leaves were very kind,

My eyes were sailing in the open sky,
Scorching the light with my jets,
You took me without a wavering side,
And added to your growing bets,

My soul was skimming on the ocean,
Finding the companions irreplaceable,
The fish following my every move,
Yet only ended on my kitchen table,

My hands worked harder every day,
Yet it wasn't strong enough to see this light,
How even with my unbreakable will,
That I was no match for your might.

Following Submarine:

Sometimes we talk in code,
We write it down in a riddle,
We put it in a song,
And play it with our fiddle,

Sometimes we are afraid to speak,
We are held back by our fears,
We think that they make us weak,
That being said with eyes full of tears,

Sometimes we don't have time to say how we feel,
We hold it back knowing that it was for the best,
That you would deserve more and better,
That you deserved better than the rest,

Sometimes we get angry and cry,
We fight those we love dearly,
We watch our loved ones die,
And drift them safely off to sea,

Sometimes we forget that love is felt,
That we shouldn't be afraid to ever speak,
That sometimes words aren't enough,
That maybe you just have to be meek.

The Volcanic Journey:

Come see through the end,
Join me in my journey,
Laugh when life is bright,
But hold me up on my sour knee,

Come hear the trumpets sound,
See the lights flickering in the sky,
Fall down on leaves that gaze,
Be my sight when I lose my second eye,

Watch my life erupt,
Hear the trembling rocks roll,
Walk by me through the mountains,
And fight off that pesky troll,

Come feel my withering pain,
See how it tears the world apart,
Come find my barely beating pulse,
And then find my sorrowful heart.

Moonlit Walkway:

The dark riding the moonlit sky,
Begging us to always wonder why,
Holding our breath firmly still,
Heaving our hearts outside the blank window sill,

The air crisp and solid,
Yet down we fell for what we did,
Screaming for a savior of mercy,
Yet nothing was all we could see,

The sky masking the truth,
Calling our freedoms from a barren toll booth,
Taking a page from their Holy book,
And accused us for hiding it behind our tiny nook,

Our faith held at gunpoint,
Our fears trembling throughout every joint,
Our fears misled behind the shadow,
But the future of our life we will not know.

Soul Purpose:

Let me tell you about my soul,
How it had taken it's toll,
Barely holding the shape of a heart,
While others began to rip it apart,

My soul is like the winter night,
Calming to the very sight,
Cool and collected,
Chilly but very inspected,

My soul is like a summer's day,
Warming and beautiful in every way,
It could make you sweat if had too much,
But anything you could do and such,

My soul is like my heart,
Beating vibrantly from the start,
Awaiting the sun to show the way,
And watching to see if you'd stay.

Buried Deep:

I want you to know this now,
I'm going to spread like wildfire,
I'll never quit or stop in this world,
And I'll rock you even after I retire,

My world never slows,
Always on the move,
My mind flowing like the sea,
Always on a lustrous groove,

Your stars rotating overhead,
I ran circles around you,
You begged me to stop,
But we both know it wouldn't do,

I destroyed the critics,
They'd be hounding my every step,
They tore my heart to pieces,
And while inside slowly crept,

I held fast,
Waiting for the light,
I saw them fall off the cliff,
And I'd lie if I said it wasn't a delight,

As I saw the last tumble down,
I prayed in solace for their souls,
I knew they'd never do the same,
But that's why I'm different from the moles.

Tomorrow's Wish:

It doesn't matter what they think,
But only what you know,
Because I've seen the truth,
But for them I have to show,

Your love was true,
Your heart so pure,
Their words poison,
Yet you were my cure,

Life boiled down deep,
Slowing to a simmer,
My eyes closed slowly,
And my world became dimmer,

The sky black,
The ravens picked away,
My eyelids bled profusely,
But your heart was to stay,

My life timid,
My world horrific,
Yet you turned it upside down,
And now it's been terrific.

Somewhere With Grace:

Some days I question,
Some days I wonder,
Some days I'm left without an answer,
Yet I always knew that it was my blunder,

Sometimes I fail without action,
Sometimes I fail trying my best,
Sometimes I fight even if I shouldn't,
But at least I've tried unlike the rest,

Somewhere there's my waiting answer,
Somewhere I'll have my relief,
Somewhere I'll be able to cope,
And hopefully I won't have to change my belief,

There will be an end,
One that we all be able to riot,
Against all evil of this world,
And I'll use you as my pilot.

Crushing A Lie:

I felt gravity pull you in,
Yet to me you were a false angel,
Hidden deep in the darkness,
Holding me in my rusty cell,

I couldn't shake your grasp,
Tightly holding my arm,
While holding my main attention,
Glowing into your magnified charm,

You held me in your palm,
Using my heart to your will,
I swallowed your words whole,
Not realizing that you were the wrong pill,

My blood harmed by your deceit,
And as my immunity to you increased,
Your false love for me was finally shown,
And my feeling for you had ceased.

Titanium Bring:

The cool calm air spoke softly,
I heard your grace from afar,
You creeped closer and closer,
Pulling closer with your car,

The wind quiet,
Aside from the singing song bird,
The tune lovely,
Yet I never once heard a word,

I stared at you,
Eyes locked,
You held my heart closely,
Harboring and briefly docked,

Your grip loose,
My heart floating from side to side,
Yet you saw me float off into the night,
And the rock and I began to collide,

The waves tearing into my skin,
The current overwhelming,
You jumped in to save me,
But sometimes life seldomly sings,

But you held on,
Holding onto my grim hope,
You pushed it all away,
And pulled my heart back with your titanium rope.

Riding The Tide:

A girl like you, you see,
Is a wondrous wave indeed,
You ripped out the vicious tongues,
Holding me to my every need,

You held my boat steady,
When all it wanted was to rock,
You held those vicious tongues,
When all they did was mock,

My mast waved through the night,
Waiting for someone to see,
But you were the only one,
And you held me close to the sea,

My light flickered in the windy cold,
And I could barely see past the rain,
But you uncovered it all,
While unshackling my chains.

One Beat, Two:

To overcome was to overpower,
To finish first was to be ahead,
To set an example was to lead,
To use effort was to bleed red,

And as the blood stained shirt shown through,
Dripping downwards onto the floor,
I held onto the faint sparrow,
The one that held what was in store,

The day was shinning brightly,
Many of a crowd came to,
Yet your voice rang loudest,
But I still couldn't hear you,

The bombs exploding in the air,
The ground shaking the armored tanks,
I held near to see your stride,
And finally offer my loving thanks.

Sea Merchant:

The bouncing echo,
Destroying all in it's wake,
Beating 'til blue met it's father,
Which was all it could take,

The edge full of despair,
Ringing throughout the house,
Setting traps for your heart,
Hoping that you'd play mouse,

The hole quiet,
Whispering was hushed swiftly,
The currents shaking,
Waving like a rifling sea,

The boat rocked back and forth,
Unable to hold you on,
You saw the light fade,
And then suddenly you were gone.

Renaissance Fair:

A tiny dove flew by on a crisp morning,
It knocked onto my window twice,
Without thinking knocked again,
It sat patiently looking for advice,

I took her in my cage of mine,
Carried her throughout the day,
Let her see through my own blistering eyes,
Just to see everything my way,

A faint cry asked about my dilemma,
How without dreams I was none,
How I was beaten, battered and alone,
While everyone sat basking in the brisk sun,

But I was born in the wrong era,
Girls like you discard my kind,
You take the ones that run,
And try to make them unwind.

Song Of Ages:

A torrid thought crept slowly,
It hung on for dear life,
It cut through my dreams,
Slowly slicing with it's butter knife,

The bitter end came near,
Yet our minds flowed like one,
We dared not for the end,
But awaited the day when we had won,

The cold chill froze our minds,
Beating our once brought thoughts,
Running our lives like a wooden tool,
Moving us like machine bots,

Our lives short,
Our minds long,
We never once heard their cries,
Yet we heard their glorious battle song.

Still, Silence:

The air without a noise,
Which is always quiet before a storm,
My bones aching with thoughts,
Wondering how this day will perform,

The noises still and consistent,
Calming the sound of nothing,
Not even a moving mouse scurried,
Or even a yodeler letting out to sing,

It was still until the basking pound,
A noise registered from the Underworld,
Yet I stayed upon the ground,
Even though it all began to swirl,

The answer was near,
Yet the fate was like the air,
Unseen and badly portrayed,
Which was heard down the stairs,

The noise grew with the beating questions,
While the answers filled nothing of this test,
Yet courageous men stand forward,
All when they need to become their best.

Sunny Sensation:

The air was very still,
Patient as the time flew,
My thoughts racing from side to side,
And my intentions mightily grew,

The odds were against me,
My end growing near,
I held my life close,
And all of those I hold dear,

The dice were rolled,
The dealer had dealt,
But I couldn't help but wonder,
Just how good it might've felt,

The cards were minuscule,
Only to your wondrous smile,
My heart torn with great glee,
But to find you had taken a long while.