So the truth hurts/

Poetic enough to sell it and protected enough to repel it/

There’s no way out/

Corrected and subjective this is not bent/

And I’ll write and write until the feeling is meant/

Take what you will and cast away what you can’t/

A returning favor a factor of your behavior/

Will we ever return to the same wavelength?/

Crisp metallic beats just another being’s heart beating/

The lies hurt more/

And actions say one thing when the words are stuttering and torn/

I can’t keep this up anymore//

Written by Baz

16 June 2009

Left alone wasted and broke/

This life has become a forest of trees/

And you are just a falling leaf/

A deterrent path that leads to nowhere/

I’ve become so cold, numb and my face of stone/

Weltering and weathering away in the winter’s age/

Looking back at all the times I tried to re-engage/

A friendship derailed from the railroad tracks/

The embers sparked into our lungs too fast/

Turned our faces red and we caught that disease/

Spread and spread the hatred till we were incapacitated to our knees/

Changed the locks and locked up what was left of our azure hearts/

While the warm happiness faded in the steel breeze/

There is no reconciliation- we are beating a dead relationship/

I remember reaching and reaching while our ship sank/

Swimming in the ocean of former lovers hands/

While “Best friends means I pull the trigger…” echoed throughout the land/

We were such a tight wound triangle, the three of us separated in sand/

Removing yourself from the situation you removed me in the process/

Let go of me and take your promises so empty as a knife in your chest/

The ice has won over the sea and forever frozen our memories will be/

It’s fifty-fifty and you only had a nickel for every one of my dimes/

Suffocated and coagulated you just don’t do that to a friend/

And get away with still being close to their ex//

Written by Baz

15 June 2009

Incapable of feeling any sympathy/
You are only an action of throwing away talent/
Don’t have time to learn what’s wrong with me with you/
When you’re so co-dependent to the attempts/
Your bent passive aggressive way of venting is only prevent/
Seems like nothing can make me cry/
And it’s such a shame to want to die/
Because you know how hard I’ve tried/
I’m coming over but it won’t matter/
It never was enough to ease the pain/
A lonely depression that erases everyone in it’s path/
Show me your subtle emphasis on everything I have missed//

Written by Baz
07 June 2009