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An extra mile across the line
Kick the bass one more time
Life is simple, life is great
I don’t thank it for my faith
How many men have died for my sins?
The answers kill you from within
Glory and blame, it's all the same
You still don’t understand
Money and fame, anguish and shame
Some things go hand in hand
Shove this apple down my throat
Your poison is my antidote
I don't burn and I don't bleed
Only as dead as secrets you keep
I will cry an alibi
What more could you want?
Money and fame, anguish and shame
Isn’t the halo enough?
Glory and blame, it's all the same
You still don’t understand
Money and fame, anguish and shame
Some things go hand in hand
Glory and blame, it's all the same
You still don’t understand
Money and fame, anguish and shame
Some things go hand in hand
Your celebrity, the enemy
Glory and blame, it's all the same
You still don’t understand
Money and fame, anguish and shame
Some things go hand in hand
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Hold me at gunpoint
So everyone can point at me
You look so precious
Defective as it might seem
I gave you reason
You turned it into a machine
Count the scapegoat
With the black sheep while you dream--
Someday, I thought I could be beautiful
Alone in a house of broken mirrors
You turn and question my absence
Though it was you who fed my fear
Hold you closer
The tendrils tear inside of you
You look so distant
I never asked just what you do
To deserve a reason
Whenever you can't benefit from doubt
If you clutch your bible harder
You'll never pull the splinters out
Someday, I thought I could be beautiful
But the creases are so hard to count
You turn and question
So the answers are never found
I was so empty
Till you filled me with your hollowness
You stare so deeply
But into what is anyone's guess
I let them witness
Their lamb and martyr's reason
For feeding them poison
As long as they seemed pleased
Tell me something beautiful
And maybe I can believe
In something much more vivid
Than you let me see
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Just one more day to be saint
One more high and a new complaint
One more day to know my life is over
One more day to relive to this moment
Just one more hour while my mind is absent
One more day to redefine sober
She sings to me it’s my decision
Altar to my vision
Breathe and sigh over you
Breathe and say
From dust to blood
No one wants to live forever
From blood to dust
Eternity is now or never
Just a day to refine my nervous
Wondering how they’ll forgive my lovers
One more day to die and then it’s over
Another year and I’ll be a servant
Singing hymns and hating others
Woke up and I won’t lie sober
She’s seen through my kind
And I know a later time
We could see another you
Still I sing
From dust to blood
No one wants to live forever
From blood to dust
Eternity is now or never
Just today I began to suffer
Wondering why I ever bothered
Sleeping with the guilt, I know it’s over
One more year and I’d be a saint
Procrastinated son to pain
Hang around till the hangover is sober
He saw through me and mine
I’ve never known a better time
That’s that to you and you
Leave the soul
From dust to blood
No one wants to live forever
From blood to dust
Eternity is now or never
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The light is a game that changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Your life is pain I cannot sustain
Born to entertain, drown in the rain
All we do is fight
For what we think is right
Too bored to be suicidal
So denial takes a life
The screen is awake, make no mistake
Drove our minds from our veins
TV mind is all of mankind
Faces cracked and filled with lines
The light is game that changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Quietly, the TV bleeds
Bedroom violence all we see
Wish you goodbye, never ask why
We never smile and we never cry
Your life is pain I cannot sustain
Born to entertain, drown in the rain
All we do is fight
For what we think is right
Too bored to be suicidal
So denial takes a life
Our arms are entwined, eyes start to grind
Dilate and understand it lives inside
Volume’s too loud, shut your mouth
Killing time and never doubt
The light is a game that changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
All we do is fight
For what we think is right
Too bored to be suicidal
So denial takes a life
IV-TV
It’s a life-time guarantee
To a tolerable degree
Why couldn’t you just learn to read?
All we do is fight
For what we think is right
Too bored to be suicidal
So denial takes a life
All we do is die
For what we think is right
Too bored to be suicidal
So denial takes my life
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I woke up this morning
And the pills were by my bed
You say I'm a loser
And I have lost something
(Up the dosage)
Everyone around me
Has a cure for thinking
I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight
Our pupils are like students
They dilate but never learn
The pharmacist was slaughtered
And the town was set to burn
(Up the doseage)
Somebody told me
That it is nothing
I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight
The bottle can't be filled
The blood runs to your head
Someone writes another pill
And the sky runs red
(Up the doseage)
How is your appetite
For drugs, sex, and the night life?
I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight
Seeing this more clearly
And you are in my thoughts
You hand me a prescription
I will show you God
(Up the doseage)
I resist to simply exist
We all fall and medicate
Syringes are the opposition
Give it to me straight
We all fall and medicate
We all fall and medicate
We all fall and medicate
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Saw the world in mommy's eyes
Through the blood and tears she cries
Now I have to sell my soul
To the fingers around her throat
(When no one's around)
The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
Do you wanna be alone?
Point and laugh till you're pushed in
Sins of the father are stories for children
But if you want to live at all
Innocence will take the fall
Daddy was a lesson learned
Rather go away and spread his word
To anyone willing to hear
Ones who love have too much fear
(When no one's around)
The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
Do you wanna be alone?
Point and laugh till you're pushed in
Sins of the father are stories for children
But if you want to live at all
Innocence will take the fall
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Dull hearts have gone astray
My euphoria lights the way
The conquers will burn their books
Why am I the one in flames?
Said we’d die holding hands
(I’ll suffered for you)
Now that time is past
(I’ve suffered for you)
I was always dancing in post-mortem
(I suffered for you)
But now, not quite so fast
(I suffer for you!)
What does it mean to you?
Angels have needles, too
Swift was the madness
Ever is the sadness
Calm is the last word she said
Before she gave into her dread
The mirror always steals its truth
So why is she the one in chains?
Dying stopping someone’s rage
(Suffer)
From taking your smile’s place
(Suffer)
I will lay this all to rest
(Suffer)
For the flies to lay their eggs
(I suffer for you!)
What does it mean to you?
Angels have needles, too
Swift was the madness
Ever is the sadness
Give my afterword a bleeding hole
(What does it mean to you?)
So everyone will know
(Angels have needles, too)
To say themselves and stay away
(Swift was the madness)
I hope you can forgive my suffering
(Ever is the sadness)
What does it mean to you?
Angels have needles, too
Swift was the madness
Ever is the sadness
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You can rely on your friends
I'm alone more than most
Treat the days like sedatives
I've had an overdose
Sickening pessimists
Go out of their ways
Fill the halls outside the door
They'll never take my pain
The writing on the walls reads salvation
But it's written in my blood
My existance is for your amusement
Veins. Coarse. With. Mud.
The cracks of light
Don't deny
Anything
That isn't mine
The only thing I've learned from this
Is disillusion is sick
As far as misery goes
I take the time to forget
The damage was done
The reaction was slow
You lost track of time
And I dissolved in your throat
Time has passed and at last
I accept I'm a masochist
Life is love, life is pain
Loving. life. is. all. there is.
(For me)
The cracks of light
Don't deny
Anything
That isn't mine
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You greeted death at the door
The insurance will not cover this
The flowers, petals, a raging storm
Faint at distance
Splinters from the steel in which you lay
Unchangeable lies weave a tattered song
Die here a while, wish I could stay
Too long
A day of grieving in our grasp
As long as we have time to waste
Indifferent faces have stared their last
Face
Man in a box is a martyr
Man in your home is a dog
Pulling strings till you stagger
Open your eyes and unravel
At the dawn
Ashes to ashes, heart to heart
A hymn for posterity
Empathetic strangers are a work of art
In my apathy
Person you're trying to call isn't here
You have knocked me off the receiver
Tears recognized failing faith won't appear
I'm a believer
10,000 days in isolation
Breathe in the spores to stay survive
Do not take the time to necessitate
Never alive
Man in a box is a martyr
Man in your home is a dog
Pulling strings till you stagger
Open your eyes and unravel
At the wronged
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I'm not afraid of the devil you made
Because you made me the devil
I must confess, something's grown in my chest
It hasn't made me a rebel
Make my hell into something you can sell
But something no one can ever love
You cannot sedate all the things you hate
Though you may have blinded some
Me, a name I call myself
But not my real name
Just a disease you've passed onto me
To stay the same
You are afraid of the reasons you stayed
Because you stayed for the fear
Be glad you can choose which limb you lose
Whenever life isn't quite so dear
If you suggest we die like the rest
I'll leave you here to rot alone
But if you force me to carry misery
I'll come to find all my life is gone
Me, a name I call myself
But not my real name
Just a disease you've passed onto me
To stay the same
I wish I was an only son
Death is my sister, my brother is a gun
I wish I was an only son
Your name is one
To me, it's none
Me, a name I call myself
But not my real name
Just a disease you've passed onto me
To stay the same
Just a disease
Just a disease
Just a disease
To play the game
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