Dead or Alive

What did you find in the bottom of the bottle
How many demons to release
Poured you a drink and then poured for you another
One way to get a little peace
What did you want when you told me you were leaving
I watched you falling out the door
Did you believe I would lose myself in grieving
I felt like I'd been through the war
You're so unkind on the days that you are drinking
How many days are in a week
Alcohol won but the friend got lost I'm thinking
Help wasn't something you would seek
Everyone knows never trust an alcoholic
They only want another glass
Hatred you'd spew after being melancholic
Thank you I will not kiss your arse
Nothing is found in the bottom of the bottle
Saving the pain on which your heartache seems thrive
Drinking is one way to numb the pain of hurting
Dead drunk but feel you're still alive

Conscious Beam

So many are not happy with their lot
This life on darkened roads you did not choose
Bemoaning everything that you are not
Will drive you a place where you will lose
Its good to make some changes, take control
Just look within and if by chance you find
That you are not too happy with your soul
Then search until your psyche's realigned
For what you seek is concrete, not a dream
It lives within if you decide to see
So make your inner eye a conscious beam
A torch along the path to who you'll be
And don't give up when frightened and alone
The light of love you shine will guide you home

The Grim Reaper

You think I am responsible
I'm not
The flesh upon my weary bones
May rot
My putrid life is festering
Like sores
So you think I have no values and
No mores
Despising is the easiest
To do
For understanding needs the will
From you
And no man would invest his time
You see
But destiny has played a trick
On me
For I was once a someone in
These parts
But once the rumours spread we close
Our hearts
A man who's labelled does not have
A choice
They cast you off and take away
Your voice
And being out there's no way back
You know
And I have reaped what other men
Did sow

Not Everyday

Every day he's walking on his own
Every day he's always by himself
Every day he's stepping out from home
Every day he's not yet on the shelf
Every day he's smiling as he walks
Every day he's looking all about
Every day he's silent never talks
Every day he's happy to be out
If one day he didn't reappear
If one day he didn't smile at you
If one day you'll wish he was still here
Let this be the day for something new
Everyday you're walking by his side
Every day a conversation new
Every day your routines coincide
Every day's less lonely when there's two

Deprivation Of Liberty

My confidence secreted up your corporate derrière
And then you try to empathise and tell me that you care
You fucked me metaphorically but never in my bed
The only action you desired was all inside your head
And when I left you said that there was nowhere I would fit
So low you had manoeuvred me I was believing it
I turned the corner, walked away and look at me right now
A happy, independent man whose factor’s set at wow
The politics of what that was I’ll never understand
But you were something shady now I have the upper hand
My victory’s not pyrrhic though I had to cut my cloth
I’m biased but this phoenix feels he left behind the moth
So bye bye blackbird go and eat your slice of humble pie
My liberty was once deprived but now I’ve learnt to fly

Snakebites

So solitary youth a sulky snake that’s in the grass
The hidden pain concealed like acne scarred upon the cheek
A right of passage out to anywhere but here and now
Annoyingly its time withholding answers that we seek
A skulking mess of hormones in the sheets upon the bed
The energy for up and out it has already left
Another day of social hell where no one is a friend
At seventeen so poised for life yet totally bereft
If I could have my youth again I know I would decline
The biting angst of growing pains still gnaw me in the night
The wrongs I thought I’d write about still trapped within my mind
So angry in the dark that much has never seen the light
They say that youth is wasted but I think mine was endured
And even as I age I feel I’m not yet truly cured

Samaritan

Never chosen
Always last
Uninvited
Never asked
Made me bitter
You’re so sweet
Got the whole world
At your feet 
Never smiling
Wear a frown
You ascend as
I fall down 
Wish that I was
Light and gay
Bruised and battered
Born this way
See you staring
Clouded eyes
Hand of friendship
Help me rise
Different people
Human kind
Help your neighbour
Love is blind
I was chosen
Only one
Turned my face to
See the sun