THE ULTIMATE POETRY COLLECTION 2002
BOOK #14
GET OUT OF MY WAY
Hey, get out of my way.
I don’t care if you’re burning jealous,
I’m feeding heart to the light of day.
I can see you’re burning jealous,
But you should have though about that,
Before straying from stay,
And pushing me, and my love away.
You say, “Why?”
Do I really have to spell it out for you?
My world can’t stay barren,
I need love too.
So since I can’t be with you,
You’ve left me no choice,
But to move to new.
So, get out of my way.
I don’t care if you’re burning jealous,
I’m feeding heart to the light of day.
I can see you’re burning jealous,
But you should have though about that,
Before straying from stay,
And pushing me and my love away.
Retreat to your wife,
With the popping belly,
And stop being silly;
Bathe her with your protective eye,
While I go towards a new home.
Your imaginings are truly crazy,
If you think I’ll spend my days alone.
Co home, and get out of my way.
I don’t care if you’re burning jealous,
I’m feeding heart to the light of day.
I can see you’re burning jealous,
But you should have though about that,
Before straying from stay,
And pushing me and my love away.
October 15, 2002
ALWAYS
When I sit and stare at the sky,
I’ll always have a brief though about that guy.
Even if I never again cry,
I’ll always have a thought at times,
About that guy who turned dust into dimes.
If you ever wonder what’s on my mind,
If you sit and wonder whether heart still says for all time.
Here me now – I say goodbye,
But love for you will never dry,
If you hear otherwise it’s a pack of lies –
I was forced into these goodbyes.
When I sit and stare at the sky,
I’ll always have a brief though about that guy.
Even if I never again cry,
I’ll always have a thought at times,
About that guy who turned dust into dimes.
I threw your letters,
But in my mind their words I keep –
Sometimes I hear you say them in my sleep.
I may not be alone or see pitch-black skies,
But there’ll always be your stain inside,
A fingerprint I cannot hide.
When I sit and stare at the sky,
I’ll always have a brief though about that guy.
Even if I never again cry,
I’ll always have a thought at times,
About that guy who turned dust into dimes.
October 15, 2002
HEADING FOR HIGH TOWN
You took me for granted,
And you’re turning rancid,
As I’m starting to get enchanted;
But your raves are not bringing me down,
I’m heading for high town.
You gave me,
The biggest heartbreak in human history,
And I’m getting past that.
Why do you?
Want to start a new spat,
About where I should roam –
Me, you don’t own.
So go to your lovely home,
While I go off and make a home of my own –
Call it Fate and leave it alone.
You took me for granted,
And you’re turning rancid,
As I’m starting to get enchanted;
But your raves are not bringing me down,
I’m heading for high town.
October 15, 2002
October 16, 2002
COME HOME
Come back baby,
Baby come home;
I became plastered to rancid,
The minute you went off on your own.
Can’t you see?
What you mean to me.
Can’t you see?
You redeem me.
Can’t you see?
You’re a light beam to me.
Can’t you see?
You’re the kite string attached to my body.
Come back baby,
Baby come home;
I’m wasting away,
As you refuse to pick up the phone.
Can’t you see?
What you mean to me.
Can’t you see?
You redeem me.
Can’t you see?
You’re a light beam to me.
Can’t you see?
You’re the kite string attached to my body.
Please come back baby,
Baby come home;
I’m sick of dying,
In the dim all alone.
Can’t you see?
What you mean to me.
Can’t you see?
You redeem me.
Can’t you see?
You’re a light beam to me.
Can’t you see?
You’re the kite string attached to my body.
October 16, 2002
NO CHOICE
She lies on the bed,
Streams running down her face,
As she clearly pictures his face.
She knows she could have forgiven him,
For almost anything;
But his last mistake,
Was just too great.
A family he accidentally made,
Without the girl he envisaged –
It couldn’t be wiped out with no amount of words.
That she knew – as much as she wished it were untrue.
Secretly she would still like her and he,
Cause she still loves him madly;
But she knows in reality –
It just wasn’t meant to be.
Even though it tears at her,
She knows she has no choice,
But to move on.
October 16, 2002
COUNTER REACT
I counter react,
The pain with your love,
And I regain strength,
To make it above.
October 16, 2002
TOO MUCH?
It’s not the first time I’ve ever felt lonely,
Gosh, how I wish someone would come and cure this pain -
Lift off these mammoth sized weights,
The frowns from my face,
And open my closed gates.
All I want to do is smile,
In the arms of the man I love,
Have my heart float above.
Breathe at last,
Rivers of pain pushed past –
Is that really too much to ask for?
When I was young I wanted a pony,
Then that pony turned into a young man.
I ignored the warning signs,
I jumped the fence and ran –
Still I pay the price as disaster fans.
All I want to do is smile,
In the arms of the man I love,
Have my heart float above -
Breathe at last,
Rivers of pain pushed past –
Is that really too much to ask for?
October 16, 2002
NEW FUTURE
He lied to protect her,
From the nightmarish truth;
She formed in her mind,
Exaggerated views on his false truth.
He tried his best to shield her from the black smoke,
But it was impossible to hide it from her –
The smoke in the end seeped through,
And she choked.
Now the lies are filtered,
The mask is in with the litter,
She hurts a little more,
But at least it is not quite so bitter.
Isn’t too much better,
Knowing he would have treated her rather well;
But at least she knows there’s no half-mast,
Only one path to go.
Destiny has said,
To past a firm “no.”