Collection of Heartbreaks

 

The early ones

The cheater

The young Latin one

The one with drugs

The relationship phobe 

The damaged one

The one who lurked in the shadows 

The one who ghosted

The ones I won’t let in

Because of all of you

I’m damaged 

But none of you deserve to exist in my present.  

You all did your damage and I’m done with you. 

I’m letting you all go one by one. 

Do you know which One is you?

Are you wise or are you blind

Unaware of your damage

It doesn’t matter I’m kissing you all goodbye 

Where do I find my self now

In and out of love

Left broken hearted 

Shall we take inventory

Of collection of heartbreaks 

The early ones

The cheater

The young Latin one

The one with drugs

The relationship phobe 

The damaged one

The one who lurked in the shadows 

The one who ghosted

The ones I won’t let in

Because of all of you

I’m afraid

I’ll just find another one of you to join y’all’s list 

And I don’t know if I can take more heartbreak 

Yet I keep trying to break my heart 

Do you know where you fit in

This tragedy here

That I call my sad love life

Maybe the last try at love was my final try 

Where do I find my self now

In and out of love

Left broken hearted 

Shall we take inventory

Of collection of heartbreaks 

The early ones

The cheater

The young Latin one

The one with drugs

The relationship phobe 

The damaged one

The one who lurked in the shadows 

The one who ghosted

The ones I won’t let in

Help me, Damn it, Help me

 

We pretend we love ourselves 

When we live in internal conflicts

It’s not you it’s me not us

Or is all that backwards

Help me, damn it, help me

You don’t know

What the sun looks like in your eyes

That’s personal privilege 

A moment of joy 

When I loved you so

But right now

I see it’s means nothing

On my behalf as I

Never loved myself 

So here I begin to face the truth 

We pretend we love ourselves 

When we live in internal conflicts

It’s not you it’s me not us

Or is all that backwards

Help me, damn it, help me

In this show

I excuse myself many times 

I’ve no clue how to bridge 

Your basic toy

To your basic bro 

God damn wow

It doesn’t mean a thing 

In this moment I  try 

To prove I’m enough 

So here I begin to face the truth

We pretend we love ourselves 

When we live in internal conflicts

It’s not you it’s me not us

Or is all that backwards

Help me, damn it, help me

This is better a prologue 

Than a story

As we are scratching the surface 

Of a darkness

Only I understand 

Yet I aspire

To communicate

And illustrate

This... this... this

We pretend we love ourselves 

When we live in internal conflicts

It’s not you it’s me not us

Or is all that backwards

Help me, damn it, help me

Illogical Love

 

82 hours and half past 62

The things I would do to you

This isn’t how we speak

Gibberish

I could be a fool 

Maybe even for you 

Does that explain that nonsense?

I loved you once

I’m bitter now

I could shoot you dead with a glance 

Who was the dunce

Oh it’s me wow

I’d erase you given the chance 

41 minutes and 31 seconds 

The things I once did for you 

Looking back I was weak 

Foolishness

I was a damn tool

A pawn in what you do

I was blind with ignorance 

I loved you once

I’m bitter now

I could shoot you dead with a glance 

Who was the dunce

Oh it’s me wow

I’d erase you given the chance 

Illogic, Illogic 

Illogical Love

Illogic, Illogic

Illogical Love

A flash of day 146 weeks 

The things I regret with you 

In this moment to speak 

Ignorance. 

Trying to be cool 

While in search of what’s true 

Finding ground for this new stance 

I loved you once

I’m bitter now

I could shoot you dead with a glance 

Who was the dunce

Oh it’s me wow

I’d erase you given the chance 

Illogic, Illogic 

Illogical Love

Illogic, Illogic

Illogical Love

Not anymore

I will rise above 

Not anymore

Illogical love

Not anymore 

With push come to shove

Not anymore

Illogical love

Dirt and Mud

 

How soon am I an asshole

In the dirt and mud

The drugs in the sun

When do I become one

With myself. 

That trip to Baton Rouge

Jacking me off

On I-10

We loved an audience. 

It doesn’t matter

Despite what we know 

Intertwined and unwinding

Hand me a glass of wine

I’ll tell you about a time

When I was wild

Weren’t we all

I thought my life fine 

Fighting throughout the damn trine

I was a child 

And we fall

How soon am I an asshole

In the dirt and mud

The drugs in the sun

When do I become one

With myself.

All at once ignoring you

Blowing you off. 

If I could

I’d love to show off again 

It doesn’t matter

Despite what we know 

Intertwined and unwinding

And In this world of rhyme

We think we hear a full chime 

When I was pure

Innocent 

Give me a hand not mine

I’ll ignore it the dirty grime. 

This much is true

My event 

How soon am I an asshole

In the dirt and mud

The drugs in the sun

When do I become one

With myself.

A moment

A chance

Shot in the dark

We don’t talk about that

A desire

A stance 

Yes it is stark 

We don’t talk about that. 

How soon am I an asshole

In the dirt and mud

The drugs in the sun

When do I become one

With myself.

Classic Stockholm Syndrome (Snake)

I thought I knew everything a snake could say

But here you came and said everything I needed to hear 

Sucked me in to your twisted world 

It took me years to see the truth. 

You slither in

Forked tongue tickling

My ear drum 

Saying things Id never say 

But I was under your spell

Your illusion of truth 

Classic Stockholm syndrome. 

My father would cut your neck

My mother would get the shot gun

My dog would shake you to pieces 

But I didn’t let them in

Although they weren’t wrong 

What else could a sad soul stealer like you do

Only rape any innocence I had left within me

And ignored my pain, Sycophant 

I’m just glad this horror was brief. 

You creeped in

Cold blooded fool

At my side

Leading ways I’d never go 

I continued to ignore 

Friends who knew you better

Classic Stockholm syndrome. 

My father would cut your neck

My mother would get the shot gun

My dog would shake you to pieces 

But I didn’t let them in

Although they weren’t wrong 

You’re snake...

Cut your neck

Get the gun

Let the dog

Shake you to pieces. 

Free me of this

Classic Stockholm syndrome 

Glitch

 

I itch when I try

I twitch in the night 

I can’t deny

My name is Mitch 

And In this glitch

I won’t deny 

This isn’t right 

It never is

In a holy light 

I dismiss

You and what you are 

Imagine my fist

Against your old face

These are things I’d love to do 

But I’m better than that

And that’s the glitch

I want to be one

I faint in your eyes 

When we’re done 

Right now we can’t 

I should just faint 

But it’s gone

And In this light 

I can find me

And do what is right 

It can be 

Bliss and ignorance 

Imagine my love 

your abusiveness 

Losing control of function 

I won’t be your next stat

And that’s the glitch 

I want your soul but no

I fidget at the chance

And I let it go 

Say it isn’t so

The glitch 

I itch when I try

I twitch in the night 

I can’t deny

My name is Mitch 

And In this glitch

I won’t deny 

We were who we were

So toxic for us 

And we hurt ourselves 

We survived each other til now

Despite our bitter thoughts 

And that’s the glitch 

Faye

 

When you’re unworthy of a lyric or song

And a book will take too long

Your child will do the best he can with what he does the best he can

Faye

This isn’t autobiographical 

More a love song to his mother who deserves better 

A blessing a pope couldn’t give

Cause it comes from the heart.  

To the facts you gave the world Mark and me

We’re yours and you’re ours 

Independent self sufficient child’s of yours 

Some times we have fallen apart, broken  down

No matter what you build us back up

Never abandoned and totally adored we owe everything to you

You’re my hero

My muse 

My counterpart 

Do you know

Your place

Inside my world 

When you deserve more that basic rhythmic rhymes  but

I can’t do much better than

But I’ll strive to give you more than this until the ends of time 

Faye 

This isn’t autobiographical 

More a love song to his mother who deserves better 

A blessing a pope couldn’t give

Cause it comes from the heart.  

To the facts we made each other better 

Moma, I don’t know what you’d say of this

Without you and all your loving sacrifice 

A tragic tale no one has nor should they 

Despite what I dream for us

You stared this all a future for you boys that will never been end

You’re my hero

My muse 

My counterpart 

Do you know

Your place

Inside my world 

When you deserve more that basic rhythmic rhymes  but

I can’t do much better than

But I’ll strive to give you more than this until the ends of time 

Faye 

In This Life

 I was once a simple fool

Fleeting and retreating 

From the truth 

With no thought of what to do 

Dumb and so curious 

For the truth

It’s not here

We aren’t now

We are atoms still colliding

But it’s near 

So just how 

Do we always intertwine 

In this life 

May it be better

Or worse than the rest 

I learned love

I learned loss

I experienced

Betrayal and insanity

But I’m not done

I’m not done yet. 

Back then I was so naive 

Chasing and worshiping 

A whole lie 

This lover came to deceive. 

Fooling and misleading 

For a lie 

It’s not us

But we’re here

We are souls still intertwining 

What could be

No one knows

Yet here we are still just trying 

In this life 

May it be better

Or worse than the rest 

I learned love

I learned loss

I experienced

Betrayal and insanity

But I’m not done

I’m not done yet. 

You don’t know

You foolish boy

Define love and acceptance 

You haven’t a clue

Do you 

Do you know

What this is

It’s off script and just unexplained 

Is it love

No one knows

A story that begs to be told 

In this life 

May it be better

Or worse than the rest 

I learned love

I learned loss

I experienced

Betrayal and insanity

But I’m not done

I’m not done yet.

You’re Cute

 

You’re cute

I want to know

How much you care to share

You’re cute

Are you just show

Do you have it in you to care

Could you be my mister 

Playing a gamble

Hit or pass

The choice is yours 

Be my loving yes sir 

Despite the rabble 

They won’t last

Do you know

How could you

You only have eyes for me

But you glow

And it’s so

Every time you look at me 

You’re cute

I want to know

How much you care to share

You’re cute

Are you just show

Do you have it in you to care

I want something better

More than I’m able

That can last 

Loneliness bores 

You’re here for whatever. 

So are you stable

This at last

Do you see?

Are you blind?

How I look at your face now

Can we be

Refined 

Before your god I will bow. 

You’re cute

I want to know

How much you care to share

You’re cute

Are you just show

Do you have it in you to care

I Bow to plead a deal

I want you with me

For me in me

I want to make it real 

I need you with me

For me in me

You’re cute

I want to know

How much you care to share

You’re cute

Are you just show

Do you have it in you to care