Adapted transience

What has pushed out/
Is a shiftless/
Yet overall sentimental scrape/
That crawls on us everyday/
It’s repression is soberly solemn/
And all so tyrannical/
Like a tyrant decreeing filaments/
Into our lives/
One that can’t give in/
Without damaging/
Exceeding while mitigating/
The eternal criminality deep inside…/
You intrigue my hazard/
You eliminate my words/
All security defaced by the faceless/
By you/
You realize it now/
Realize and dispatch/
Confess it/
You numb consciousness/
Confrontation/
Against the imbecilic unbeliever/
Unaccustomed to the world around you/
Unaligned to the thirteenth formation/
that will eventually crush you/
Nondescript/
With clarity about the group/
That all so angers you/
Just stereotyping and condescending/
Descending into a black hole/
That is ultimately coveting you//

Written by Baz
29 June 2009

A Space to Scream

One long breath/
I take/ It’s all I need to break/
Profile with sick amusement/
Views this relationship give and take/
Not sure what to make of this progress/
Confession an easy path most cowards test/
Pressure is not wanted; but still it shakes/
Making me insane today/
Making me insane/
Everyday/
For you I would lie/
To you I would cry/
For you I would die/
Because nothing can help me today/
Bitterness and betrayal/
Tell me to be afraid/
If you could only see the pain I’ve been paid/
If you could/
If you could just let me fade away/
Fall back/
I need a space to scream/
Step back/
So I can just bleed/
Get away/
This isn’t the way it should be/
Go away/
Just let me be free/
I need a space to scream/
I want a face to scream at/
I’m failing again/
One long breath/
To fake/ So tasteless/ Bitterness/
I’m so hungry for ignorance/
Everyone faithless/ Loneliness/
You make my blood pour/
Everywhere functionless/ Attractiveness/
I confess I’m failing/ Just like before/
Making me the blame today/
It’s me you blame/
Every way/
A place to be free/
A space I chase/ Only to scream/
I would lie/
to you/
I would cry/
for you/
I would die//

Written by Baz
14 May 2004

Saturn Ascends

I bleed for no one/
I bleed for you/
The only person I let cut into/
The pain and insecurities/
That harbored inside of me/
I believe in no one/
I believe in you/
the only one who can see right through/
Memories of dying blind/
Never again to see your alabaster eyes/
What we are means nothing now/
Feelings aside/
I know I’ll soon die/
Your Saturn is revolving about/
Returning close/
Reap the changes it brings/
What we are means nothing now/
You’ve given love another try/
Cruel as time/
Fulfilled the impulse/
To close your holes/
Everything you want to see/
Everything you once saw for me/
Is all you’ll ever know/
You can’t keep treating others/
Like an extension of your soul//

Written by Baz
25 June 2009

No Way Out

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

Triangle of Lies

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

You only get ninety-nine

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