Twisted

All that matters, makes no difference
when one lives in pretense
All that shines sure is gold
when one lives a life by others told
often does he grapple in darkness
not able to fathom or reason with smartness
led by the stick or a round stone
he never does beleive and to deciet is prone
a word of truth his mouth does not utter
a moment of silence his mind does not stutter
for lost is he and lacks understanding
for his own life and thought he is pretending
he believes it shall all vanish someday
when his heart does settle for today
but as they say day is defined by you
then how can all that in a single day he do?

Watever

Words that fill
never let the time stand still
verses lead to thoughts
that lead to silence and words of frost
why does the conversation always end
with word that one doesn't intend
why do things always lead
to ways of thinking with no meat
where have thou gone
oh friend of mine we call reason
stand by me and set me free
if you do thus i would not be able to pay the fee
don't just stop whenever
with that single word. . . watever