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George Lawson Poem
As darkness falls
into my life
The world has turned
from day to night
life has changed
in just one day
and you don't have
a thing to say
From love
to enimy number one
I never thought
This day would come
of all the hateful
things you've done
I guess you thought
You had to run
Your day will come
and i can't wait
When your destiny
Becomes your fate
As you feel the rage...
the pain... the hate...
I think about
the darkest times
And can't accept
the bottom line
As I turn my back
and close my eyes
It feels like death
This thing called life
it's hard to say
what's really true
As i clear my head
and thoughts of you
Everything
I thought I knew
come to find
I have no clue
It's safe to say
We're far from sane
To live the way
We did in pain
Life can seem
So dark and gray
When everyday's
a tear drop stain
I guess I am
The one to blame
As darkness falls
On me like rain
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I see the Godless
face the day
as the light of goodness
runs astray
so now you see
the walls are thin
the hills have eyes
as lights go dim
like shiny diamonds
In the sky
the sun and moon
see eye to eye
the past is present
walking by
what is and was will testify
but history tries
to change it's mind
so all we see
will believe these lies
the theories
the dogma
the myths of sin
the doctine
the culture
the hate within
for the love of God's
the love for man
we're left to believe
what's never been
the wicked
the rightous
the Holy Son
the writhing
the weak
the evil one
the heathen
the holy
the priest by day
nocturnal
the lost
and the birds of prey
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a world turning
back in time
that always seems
to cross the line
a lonely feeling
deep inside
without a trace
alone to die...
just me myself and I
so here I sit
and eat the fig
as though I didn't care
I'm lost inside
my selfish pride
behind this golden stare
now all is said
from what's been done
years that pass
that yet to come
so here I sit
in misery
with no where left to run
so many times
I hide inside
this life that shouldn't be
but now the mind
is mesmerized
for all the world to see
face to face
eye to eye
drifting off
in backward times
just myself and I
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It's cold inside
My mind at times
And life is but a dream
I've tried to leave
The past behind
But nothing's what it seems
As seasons face
The days to come
the air is brisk
my body's numb
Now things
have changed
In life with age
and all that's said is done
everything
In life you hate
Your eyes are blind
An altered state
And everything
that is and was
Is coming back
And always does
Cos life
you see
has come to be
a finger pointing back at me
So in the dark
or in the stars
Some day you will see
When life is hard
and leaves it's mark
The scars can run so deep
Now Looking back
on through the past
that cold reality
The same mistakes
I always make
And now I'll always be
Just heading down
That same old path
A final breath I breathe
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you can't see
what my eyes see
as hopeless
as these broken dreams
now it comes to me
sadistically
like a never ending
travesty...
I'll pay the price
a thousand times
and still do as I please
sanity's never
thinking twice
malady
always knows your vice
so vanity never leaves
her emptiness
a vital key
to a hopeless state of mind
exposing
every fault in me
imposing
its commodity
and you know
its just how going to be
itching on down the line
you know
there is no
stopping me
screwing up
constantly
but it's not
how I wanna be...
TIME! after TIME! after TIME!
I'll live an eternity
in constant adversity
it comes to me naturally
it's not like I try to be
and now
ANIMOSITY'S
MINE! All MINE!
invading all your privacy
I always fall from grace
and now I'm talking hell of it
right up in your face...
So how do you like me now?
I'm living' up
to what you say
staying up…all night and day
chasing all your dreams away
dragging your ass straight down
but it's
starting
to get to me
the misery
ecstasy
the agony
irony
consumed
by insanity
a calamity
vanity
What more can I say?
it's all just been
a pack of lies
the American dream... never alive
in passing
maybe
once or twice
the more
it makes you
fantasize
maybe a glimpse of me
the wings
can free
your broken dreams
and keep these lies inside
do you really know
what all this means?
on the wing
of a broken dream...
as HYPOCRISY denies
now it's constantly
mocking' me
performing Lobotomies
adultery and sodomy...
then walking away
an now it has
the audacity
wanting to
"Rapture" me
beyond my capacity
all broken dreams
just a passing phase
the words are
Intoxicating
Vibrant
Exhilarating
the results
always devastating
and I never change...
this just a little rant I
wrote about 20 years ago
(minus all the F bombs)
and why you don't drugs
it's total insanity
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candles burning
in the wind
good runs out
and evils in
from earth to sand
through all mans sin
always up's down again
you feel the need
to plant the seed
as leaves are falling
from the trees
with diamond eyes
disguised in hate
foretelling lies
that captivate
they glamorize
the hands of fate
to victimize
and infiltrate
so now the mind
is mesmerized
For all the world to see
but now its time
to walk the line
your time has come to be
candles burning in the wind
diamond eyes that long for sin
you look inside, and see within
always up's down again
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I hate the way I feel inside
poison infiltrates the mind
my body's numb a final breath
'cos there's nothing left
in life... but death
I see the sickness ruling me
shattered hope
and broken dreams
as hopeless as it's always been
I just can't live in my own skin
cos danger is my middle name
and my first and last
is hate and pain
a sense of worth
that's bound by shame
with hatred's running thru my veins
a living grave
an empty soul
life has finally took its toll
its left me marked
and dead within
so the light inside is burning dim
battle scars
run wide and deep
I just can't practice what I preach
I never take my own advice
and always pay the highest price
my will to be
is dead within
I just can't live
in my own skin
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