Generational

I have to come
Face to face with my reflection
If I don’t want the bitterness to subside

I don’t want to hate you forever

I still see your mistakes in my eyes
Your future isn’t mine

Paths parallel but oh so different

At some point we all have a choice
And curses come home to roost

Living on borrowed time
I will not waste it
Shaking my fist at the dead

But if I turn just the right way
I look like you
And if I feel a way
Then I am just like you


These boundaries are all I have
Lines frantically drawn in the sand

Lines I can’t cross
Because I know how easy it was for you

Maybe it’s all meaningless
A futile attempt
To outplay fate

But I’m damned if I don’t try
I just don’t want to look in the mirror
And see your empty eyes

Liar

I still remember sleeping with the sun in my eyes
During those bright Colorado days
That I always wanted to end

But I never wanted them to stop

What was that line you crossed?

With your borrowed soul
I could see that you were dying

A million things I wish I could have done

Only to fail at all except one

You were in the undertow
I swam to you too late
Because the ocean terrifies me

These are just words
They feel as useless as I do

I’m starving
Wasting away for want of one more conversation with you

As if that could make anything easier

I know your secrets
Even if you didn’t really know mine
You never did learn how to lie

I couldn’t fix what was broken by generations of corruption

We tried

Selfish as it is
I wish you had learned to lie

Don’t Look At Me… Boom

My favorite version of being etherized is gone

Everyone is forgetting

I am five minutes from self destructing

Don’t look at me
Watch the clock

How dare you say
I knew you would come for me
Just because we both knew I would

You taught me that this is just life
You can roll the dice but they’re loaded
Butterfly kisses from mortality

And most of all you taught me
That this is my life
And there’s no great destiny
I can take it away
Or it will end with a whimper

Don’t look at me
Watch the clock
It’s getting quicker now

This blade is sharp
My body is soft
Why does my mouth taste like salt?

I hurt myself
Either with that cutting edge
Or I will fill the sky with fire
And raze the land

I don’t even know who I am
who am I doing this for?

So who gets destroyed?
Me?
Or everyone else

Don’t look at me
Watch the clock
Tick… Tick… Tick