Avoidance Couch

Move on over anger
Make room for depression
Yes, yes, I know
You like to puff up all big
And take up a lot of space
But you'll diminish in a moment
Depression likes to sit on you?
So you've told me; oh well
This is the avoidance couch
You sit, and I try to ignore you
Surely you know how this works
After all this time living here
Just chill out
And be quiet already!

Somehow Gone

(A few days old)

Look at them in front of us
They seem so familiar
Somehow, someway
Don't they remind you, Dear
Of how we used to be
How we used to be
But they are closer someway
Than we are now
Then how we are now

This song in my ear
It makes me think of you
Nostalgia fit to a beat
Like you're somehow far
Away, not in front of me
But I am headed to you now

Say you will, say you won't
Say you do, say you don't
Say something real to me
I swear, Dear, I'm in this
Honestly I am in this
With you for the long haul
Just tell me please
Tell yourself please
Are you

This song in my ear
It makes me think of you
Nostalgia fit to a beat
Like you're somehow far
Away, not in front of me
But I am headed to you now

You're far away somehow
Can't quite figure out how
But I am headed
Headed to you now

How Many

(It's rough, but this is what I've got.)
(Dogimo J. fits in here somewhere)

How many times

How how many times

How many many many times

I just want you in my light

I feel I could live with you

In my li-ight

So tell me now

Please prove it so

How many times have I

Walked across your mi-ind

Am I headed into to

The spotlight of your dreams

Or merely dancing 

In the wi-ings

How many times

How how many times

How many many many times

Sometimes when I see you

I know this really could be more
It's like you are naked
When I look into your ey-es
It must your soul I see
Lighting up behind
Those wonderful big
Brown iri-is-es

So tell me
Tell me now pleeeease

How many times

How how many times

How many many many times

I just want you in my light

I feel I could live with you

In my li-ight

Baby,
Please
come into my li-ight

How Long Can This Work?

When did this happen
How did I let it happen
I think I might be turning
Into a version of my mother
Maybe I care too much
Maybe I expect too much
I definitely give too much
In return, it's only so much
I'm not your butler
I'm not your maid
I'm not your mommy



Ya know what?
F this.
I don't even want to put effort into being bothered.

If I want something different, I'll just have to be different. That's that.

Kiss Kiss

I don't know now
How do I express this
I don't know now
Do I need to feel this
Can it all just wash away
And kiss these troubles goodbye

Good good goodbye

One second here, one second there
It is like my brain is running on over drive
But wait, what is this, did I fall asleep
Close my eyes, maybe I'll start to dream
Bolt awake and here I am again
Lost in my thoughts, a fog drifting through
A few words here, a few words there
Not a complete train, merely pieces of one whole
There goes the dining car, was I hungry
Two passengers and a single freight
Not a two are linked, simply rolling free
All different speeds, dancing in rings
How have we not toppled over over
Who's the conductor, am I in charge
I seem to have lost my place
Was that my turn, to another rail
Nobody knows, that's the truth of how it goes

I don't know now
How do I express this
I don't know now
Do I need to feel this
Can it all just wash away
And kiss these troubles goodbye

Good good goodbye

I don't know now
How do I control this
I don't know now
Do I need to be this
Can it all just wash away
And kiss these troubles goodbye

Good good goodbye
Good good goodbye

Kiss kiss

Inner Hysteria

What is going on here

I can not tell

So lost and confused

I have only felt this strongly 

Once before

Last time it went hand in hand 

With altering anger

Today it paired with sorrow

A deep heart break 

I had to push away

Or be crushed under the weight

I am so beyond bewildered

Is my emotional state justified

Or did I get too wrapped up 

In those first few words

This shit isn't black and white

I am gorging on comfort

Waves of aggravation coming forth

I usually have a better idea

Of how things really are

At least when they matter

Damn it, this matters to me

I know you understand inspiration for writing. So, I will try to not let my self awareness become self conscious.

Raincheck he says
like a refrain
A song biding it's time
before the verse comes crashing down
In a shit storm
of hot, fevered fury
All okay as it lies in wait
for the time the song decides to break
A mind of its own when in truth
it is nothing but a metaphor

Alright only on the surface
I say
The honesty of whatever
emotions sitting in hiding
Are deeper down trying to form
into a piece of recognizable tone
The pause of a refrain
barely sates the concern
Merely the caring
of someone who loves

But what on this Earth
do I really know of this thing
Have not been on this rotating planet I
for near the time of thee
Not in your head is this conscience
worrying inside of mine
All I know is what I feel
and I feel the aforementioned concern
Merely the loving
of someone who cares