There’s gotta be a reason for these sayings to be said sometimesTyping all these stereos, there’s context behind every lineWe joke that nice guys finish last yet struggle with believing itBut our subconscious can’t be fooled, it says don’t be so full of shit It matters not if we admit, but every mind is filled … More Less is More
Mr. Baxter, he loves his life So much so, he took a knife Looked down at his abdomen And said “Know what? Screw this, I’m in” I looked at him, puzzled of course Because I’m fairly sure discourse Is capable among we men Not dogs, you know? Only humans So after getting over that I … More Place Your Vet
Never have I ever wrote a word I don’t remember, sitting silent serving purpose in the spaces that they’re set I know because I inked them from the places that I thinked them which at times might seem erratic, but I never forget Forget the possibility that if not you it must be me, but … More Hid Intentions
You may not like it, but rules are made It does not matter, sunshine, or shade I truly do feel bad for you But this is what we have to do I know you hate it, but it must be Like trees that grow from one small seed So don’t complain, it’s for the best … More If I Must
So many things happen in life That cause us pain, anguish, or strife Things that make us question Him Be it loss, or love, or sin Moments pass when we’re astray Confused, consumed, cornered, at bay Yet if we can stay the course There exists an age old force Something that comes from within But … More Shooting Stars
Baxter, Baxter, treat-eat master Always looking for a bite Always needing his next feeding Chompers chewing every night If he’s awake that means he’s hungry There is no if and or when If he’s not sleeping he is eating Tummy always grumble’n Ding ding ding! You hear that ring? Ears up, that was the microwave … More Baxter, Baxter
What is this? I see this mirror Reflecting back my greatest fear All events we see and hear Their purpose, all, remains unclear Rhyme and reason have no place In this forgotten, empty space We question why, yet answered naught As chaos, cruelly, has appeared Death, it laughs with irony It’s darkness finds the light … More Why
It makes no sense, at least to me Strings are pulled haphazardly Never knowing why, or when A tale to tell, but there’s no pen Rhyme and reason, both absent And yet the cruelty won’t relent Overstaying welcomes Like letters that are never sent A dictator, yes it’s true It controls me, and controls you … More Marionette
Squares in squares, circles sit, triangles are full of it They all know just what they are; defined, described, a shooting star They all have a place to be A place that holds them, place that keeps Keeps the hardened world outside The high, the low, the any tide Normalcy is what they’re fed Waking … More Fitting In
If it was easy we’d all be an ace It’s not in the cards so we fight to save face The game isn’t checkers so most say it’s chess Those in the show know there’s more to address Pieces get toppled and pieces get checked Everyone watches and wonders what’s next Step in arena I … More The Hand We’re Dealt
How the World Should Work 