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Over and Over Again

Over and Over Again…

Twisting and turning, the fire that’s burning
Keeps me writhing in pain
And all that I fear, is becoming so clear
Pouring like blood from a vein

Facing the truth, I can’t stop the abuse
I just don’t know where to turn
Do I bow down and hide, are the answers inside
To the questions and lessons unlearned

I rise and I fall and I’m waiting for the call
Or some sign that signals it’s the end…
Each and every day, there is something in the way
And it starts over and over again
Each and every day, I run out of things to say
But then it starts over and over again…

From the time I awake, in the mirror I face
All of the wrongs that I’ve never made right
When I lay down to sleep, I’m searching for peace
But I can’t make it through the night

I rise and I fall and I’m waiting for the call
Or some sign that signals it’s the end
How much more can I take, before I past the point and break
With no honor left to defend…

Each and every day, there is something in the way
And it starts over and over again
Each and every day, I run out of things to say
But then it starts over and over again…

The darkness inside me, now circles around me
Given life, it is freed from the cage
Every light now gone black, I can’t see front to back
Have I run out of room on the page…
Every light now gone black and I am under attack
For my life, this is a war I must wage…

I rise and I fall, and I’m waiting for the call
Or some sign that signals it’s the end
But each and every day, there is something in the way
And it starts over and over again
Each and every day, I run out of things to say, then it starts over and over again…

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You'Re Not Alone

You’re not alone

I have to take the time to tell you
That I’ll refuse to let you go
You may stray as far away as your mind may take you
But i know that you’ll return
All of the pain that is inside of you 
Also lives and breathes in me
And every question that you are asking
Beg for answers we both need

So you know, you are not alone 
Though i know that it is hard to see
Believe me, as I’ve lived this all before
At the crossroads of who we are to become
You are not alone at all
Every breath is one that we both breathe
Every sunrise one that we both share
And at every sunset we are there together
Never alone at all

I close my eyes and i sink inside
My thoughts digress to your saddened state
And my heavy heart cries out today
That i failed to help you find the way home
And though today does bring another sunrise
It fails to shine on me for failing you
And as quickly as today will become tomorrow
We’ll find a way to pull you through this

Because you are not alone at all
Close your eyes and I’ll be there
Think of all you’ve meant and given to others
Timeless memories that we’ll forever share
Yes, you are not alone at all
As difficult as it is to see
A new chapter awaits to embrace you
And take you where you need to be
Never alone, always here with me

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Sunshine After the Rain

Sunshine After The Rain

The hours pass and I find the time
To straighten out everything in my mind
No one can know what I’ve put myself through
Not even you understand 
The depths of my love for you

Yes, all I’ve seen and all I’ve come to believe
Lost for a time in the clouds
So the dream couldn’t be perceived
But after day comes the night
After every storm a ray of light
Sunshine after the rain

I look for ways to ease the load we carry
I long to give you strength when you feel weary
I bend over backwards
Turning the world inside out
So that I can stand beside you
Just to love and stand beside you

…After day comes the night
After every storm a ray of light
And I’ll give everything I have for you
To see the sunshine after the rain

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Verge of Collapse

Verge of Collapse…

I look around me at friends and enemies
Unable to really tell who is who?
A handshake with one hand
And a back stab with the other
Depending on which will suit their needs...

I fall prey to the theory that all men are good
A fool in the darkness is what I’ve become
A change in the making for better or for worse
I will stand alone, apart from the others
As much as I’ve done for the people I know
No thought of myself getting anything in return
The benefit of others was my only cause
Now for the benefit of myself and only those I love

I have been living on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of my world
Bend till I break on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of the world…

Wolves in sheep skin that I have let in
In the den of the devil I now see deep within
Beneath the surface I see the true face
Of the demon inside that must be erased
So hard to be truthful yet so easy to lie
So hard to tell by the look in their eyes
Time is the keeper that will set all truths free
And somewhere in time they will have to face me

I have been living on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of my world
Bend till I break on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of the world…

Sins of the past always come back to haunt me
Though I’ve forgiven anyone against me
In my heart I have changed for the better I think
But my soul I thought cleansed is still on the brink
Pray to my God for an end to this dream
More of a nightmare than I could believe
To do right, to work hard, and at the end of the day
Be at peace with myself, again in silence I pray…

I have been living on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of the world...

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Mortal Man

Mortal Man…

I’ve awakened all my demons
…And it suddenly appears
The death of all my dreams
And the re-birth of all of my fears
Times I know I’m not alone
Other times, like now I know I am 
Sinking down just like a stone
No strength for my last stand

See me…breaking down
See me…a mere mortal man

There’s certain sadness
That courses through my veins
A delicate and fine line
To manage all my pain
Some of it imagined, how much of it is real
The only gauge I have is the way that I now feel

See me…breaking down 
King without his crown
A mere mortal man
Whose life slipped through his hands

See me…breaking down
Blood spilled on the ground
A mere mortal man
This is not what he had planned

Our world a tainted paradise
In which everyone must live
Always for the chosen few
The rest of us must give
No reciprocation as good intent declines
Even outcast by our families
For those we did provide
Expendable, disposable…
Yes, each of us must die
But how many of us have truly lived
And not been forced to live a lie

See me…breaking down
Never a king that wore a crown
A mere mortal man
Whose life slipped through his hands

See me…breaking down
Blood spilled on the ground
A mere mortal man
And this is not what he had planned

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The Gallery

THE GALLERY


Another day goes by, outside influence on the outcome
Tearing the heartstring in two
And in my mind, strange topics pop up again
Without your love in my life
I don’t know what I would do…

On the home front on my own it seems I’m alone
To pick up all of the little pieces
Build a picture perfect puzzle out of nothing
But four walls as a frame that I am supposed to hang

Trying to change my life while my world changes around me
Mixed priorities linger in my mind
Live for myself, live for everybody else
Constant turmoil as we pass through time together

Depth of thought for me serves as prayer
To our God or my God in my eyes
I seldom ask for more than reasons why things happen
To understand and know He hears my cries

Snapshots in a photo album, memories in my mind
Like episodes in syndication over and over again
A constant circle of events repeating through my life
Were the lessons ever learned or does the lesson never end

Look, gaze into the four walls at how much lies inside
See how much things have to change
Hanging on the walls are scars left from all the pain
And though I try to put it in the past
Most of it remains; in The Gallery

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My Crucifixion

My Crucifixion 

One of a few regrets, I face my mortality
Time spent in dissension, self imposed exile
I face my God, drop in prayer asking for reprieve
My penance; life, my sentence; life
In what else can I believe

Judge, jury, and executioner
Pontius Pilate at my crucifixion
I see things that most do not want to see
Blood on my hands
My own blood from my own crucifixion
Feeling things that most do not want to feel 

I’m facing demons, living nightmares 
As I am forced to look inside at the real me
Who I was, who I am, different yet the same
Fighting through the battles, torn and scarred
The only way to get over the shame

We all make mistakes, admitting it or not
I too was only created in an image
Falling short, falling hard, bottomless abyss
Truly sorry for the paths that I may have strayed
For the monsters I’ve created

Still I have become my judge, my jury, and my own 
executioner
Pontius Pilate at my crucifixion 
Seeing things that I don’t want to see
Judge, jury, and executioner
Pontius Pilate at my crucifixion
Feeling things that I don’t want to feel
Blood on my hands
My own blood from my own crucifixion
Believing things that I don’t want to believe,
And all in the name of repentance...

Bless me father for I have sinned,
With my first breath of life I became tied to you
With a never-ending need for forgiveness
Always sorry for the very way of the world

As if through death I could enact a change...

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The Human Condition

THE HUMAN CONDITION


DAY AFTER DAY MY MORTALITY COMES TO HAUNT ME
MY SPIRIT FADES WHEN I LOOK 
   BUT CANNOT SEE REFLECTION
A TRIGGER PULL AWAY FROM AN UNFINISHED EPITAPH
I’LL RIDE THE LIGHT
   UNTIL IT SHINES NO MORE


I CURSE THE WAR THAT IS WAGED EVERYDAY 
   WITHIN ME
UNSEEN FORCES PUSHING AND PULLING
   AS IF TO TEST MY WILL
I FIGHT MY DESIRE TO SHED MY DEMONS 
   BECAUSE OF THE PAIN
FEELINGS I KNOW I CAN INFLICT AND I KNOW
   MAY NEVER FADE


WE CARRY THE WEIGHT OF EACH OF OUR WORLDS
IT’S THE HUMAN CONDITION
BARING THE BURDEN OF MY TORTURED SOUL
AS ONE FINAL ACT OF CONTRITION
MY HUMAN CONDITION

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The Setting Sun

THE SETTING SUN 

I LOOK OUT OVER THE HORIZON AT WHAT HAS PAST
THE SHADOWS CAST UPON MY LIFE 
AND THE LIGHT OF THE SUN THAT I NO LONGER SEE
I ONCE FELT ITS WARMTH, ONCE FELT NO SHROUD
COULD BLOCK ITS RAYS
NOW AS I ENTER A NEW STAGE IN MY LIFE, THE DUSK
AND NOT THE DAWN WILL GUIDE ME
WEARY OF THE WORLD, OF THE HECTIC PACE OF LIFE
I’M FORCED TO KEEP
THE ENERGY OF YOUTH HAS FADED AND THE UPHILL CLIMB
IS FAR TOO STEEP
A VICTIM OF THE CHAOS, EVERY DAY HAS PLACED 
UPON ME
A VICTIM OF THE BELIEF THAT THERE IS NO TOMORROW 
WAITING BEYOND TODAY
I AWAKE EACH DAY NOT WANTING THE NIGHT TO END
I LAY DOWN TO SLEEP EACH DAY NOT WANTING THE NIGHT TO BEGIN
NOT NEAR ENOUGH TO THE START YET TO FAR FROM THE FINISH
SOMEWHERE, HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF MY LIFE
PURPOSE IS THE FORGOTTEN CAUSE                              
I LACK THE SLEEP TO REST IN PEACE, LACK THE PEACE
TO SLEEP AT REST
UNABLE TO BEGIN AGAIN AND SOMEHOW UNABLE TO CHANGE
CAUGHT IN THIS STATE, VOID OF ALL UNDERSTANDING
UNABLE TO SEE BEYOND THE DARKNESS 
THAT SEEMS TO HAVE FALLEN AGAIN
WITH THE SETTING OF THE SUN…

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Pictures

Pictures…

I’m shutting out the world today
As reality rears its head
A venomous slice of life, I’m fading
Far into the red, land of the dead

We can’t get a handle on the life we’re living
We never talk long enough to see
And though I want to paint a pretty picture
That picture won’t include me

Four walls as a frame I’m hanging
Life within the cage
And though I want to paint a pretty picture
I’m not included on the page

Shadows on the wall I’m watching
Of someone I can’t see
I can’t place the face and it’s hard to erase
The torment inside of me…