BEAUTIFUL BEDLAM

BEAUTIFUL BEDLAM

This bedlam billows throughout my mind,

Hoping soon serenity it shall find,

Yet it’s not a sad scene of confusing uproar,

It’s a state of wild emotions wanting more,

It seems like a dream I want to chase,

To where at last we can finally stand face to face,

But my muse and I will never be,

Her heart belongs to another, leaving no room for me,

I must accept that fact and move on,

I must do so before all my faculties are gone,

It drives me crazy each time I think of her,

For in her words there is something certain and sure,

It is not in my nature to try and pry apart love,

But as of late, the “what ifs” are all I can think of,

Why do I torture my heart with such constant thought?

Such feelings leave me with emotions, never to be caught,

Like dancing butterflies in the meadow so lush and green,

She is beautiful in every way and lives life with a spirit so keen,

If only fate had played out some other way,

Maybe I could have had the chance to call her mine this day,

Oh, what beauty in bedlam we sometimes find,

When the heart so often feeds the mind…

-brad

THE FURY OF CARNAL RAGE

THE FURY OF CARNAL RAGE

There is a vengeance deep within my soul,

A pent up rage looking to seek control,

I am he,

Who holds the key,

That will unlock the cage,

And sick upon you such carnal rage,

The likes of which you’ve never seen before,

My justification is that you’ve become society’s whore,

For now you seek to only impress,

The shallow names of the people, whom you obsess,

You’ve sold your soul it’s plain to see,

Forgetting those of us, who got you where you wanted to be,

Look at me when I fucking speak to you,

Unlike you, backstabbing is not something I do,

I live by the standards founded upon loyalty,

And don’t parade around as if I were some kind of royalty,

God damn it! Look me in the eye,

And explain to me why,

Why must you shun me away?

For I did nothing to you that deserves such dismay,

Tell me, what’s it like to be so special?

Better yet, what’s it like to befriend the devil?

God help me stay under control for your sake,

Because this vengeance within my soul is no fake,

You’d better pray that I do not seek you out,

For if I do, you WILL feel a fury even Hell knows nothing about…

-brad

CARRY ON

CARRY ON

Who is going to hold you when I'm gone?

You must find the strength to carry on,

There's always a reason for us to leave,

Yet somehow you have to let go and just believe,

He deemed it time for me to go,

But my love will always be yours I needed you to know,

Time will never steal my spirit,

Life without me, you should never fear it,

For I'll be at your side from here on out,

That's truly what our love is all about,

Hold me one last time,

For my soul is ready to take flight from this body of mine,

Whisper that you love me,

For those are the last words I want to be,

In time you will carry on,

And someday we will again see each other right where we belong...

-brad

THE PRICE YOU’LL PAY

THE PRICE YOU’LL PAY

So… tell me, what is it like?

Is it an urge that you just simply can’t fight?

I bet you crave the way it makes you feel,

And you disregard the future, from which you steal,

Not just yours, you’re taking away from hers too,

The innocence in her heart, because it’s all about you,

Can you not see with your very own eyes?

That on this path she’ll face some sort of demise,

She doesn’t deserve to have some fucked up life,

You don’t deserve her, because upon her you inflict such strife,

She’s a mere child, who has no say,

A child who trusts in you to guide her way,

May God damn you if ever she is hurt or even worse,

You nauseate me with your newfound ways, so perverse,

Trust me, I know old habits are hard to kick,

But your mind is twisted and honestly, you make me sick,

So fucking sick to think of what she’s being exposed to,

You can blame others, but I know the only one at fault is you,

How’s it going to be when they take her away?

And that beautifully, awkward smile of hers is the price you pay,

What’s it like to be so arrogantly stupid that you continually relapse?

What are you going to do when it all begins to collapse?

Tell me it’s worth it, that it’s more than your life you ruin,

How can you live with yourself when she no longer sings your tune?

Before you know it you’ll be trapped in the muck waist deep,

And all your rights as her mother are no longer yours to keep,

FUCKING TELL ME EXACTLY WHAT IT’S LIKE,

TO GIVE INTO YOUR URGE INSTEAD OF PUTTING UP A FIGHT!

IS IT WORTH IT THAT HER FUTURE YOU DID STEAL?

TELL ME THAT LOSING HER IS WORTH HOW IT MAKES YOU FEEL!!!

-brad

OUR VINDICATION

OUR VINDICATION

Accusations have left me feeling jaded,

Yet someday you’ll see the truth and I’ll be vindicated,

I can justify my course of action,

Even if it never meets your satisfaction,

You were always right, leaving me to be so wrong,

But my sobriety has finally given me a place to belong,

You’re rather cunning and devious, quite the little liar,

Yet all it does is add fuel to the fire,

Watch your life burn to the fury of the flame,

I’ll bet your last words still will be verbs of blame,

Because we all know you do no wrong, always in the right,

Does it not cross your conscience when you lie alone at night?

Or what about in the morning when you look into the mirror?

You’d think that all your shame would be much clearer,

I find you quite pathetic with all the garbage you preach,

Strange, that with every word you speak, the further you’re from reach,

Your arrogance is going to lead to your downfall,

When that occurs you will no longer walk, simply just crawl,

Crawl your way back to those actually once did care,

Yet not one of us will be there to help in your moment of despair,

It’s sad but ever so true,

This tyrant that has become of you,

You’ll discount the rants and accusations that has left us all jaded,

Perhaps then you’ll finally admit the truth, leaving us vindicated…

-brad

REBIRTH

REBIRTH

I wish somebody would make me smile,

Share with me a laugh, something I haven’t felt in a while,

An unknown sadness is the reason I wear this frown,

Even I get tired of always being the clown,

I know its life and I should account for the ebbs and flow,

I might be the jester but sometimes we need a place to go,

A place where I can discover peace of the mind,

Yet it seems I’m lost along the mountainside still with halfway to climb,

I need a rejuvenation of my spirit and soul,

A revival if you will, to once again make me whole,

On days like these I find myself caught up in the past,

I know the feelings of regret and sorrow won’t last,

But when you’re in the moment it seems like it will never end,

I need the comforting words from someone I call friend,

A place where I can lay my head, a shoulder that I can lean on,

I need somebody, something, somewhere I belong,

Help me feel the joy of laughter that I haven’t felt in quite a while,

Just simply somebody to help me find my smile,

A pick me up for when I am down,

Because even I grow weary from being the clown…

-brad

TEMPTING TWINKLES

TEMPTING TWINKLES

There’s something in your eyes,

That plays out like the stars amongst the midnight skies,

Tempting twinkles that glisten ever so bright,

Holding onto you has never felt so right,

I don’t care if the sun ever rises again,

For in this moment I want to remain,

If I had my druthers, we’d never say goodbye,

You’ve intoxicated my spirit with an overwhelming high,

Every kiss I must savor,

The taste of your lips is my kind of flavor,

We both know that soon I’ll be gone,

But I give you my heart so that you’ll never be alone,

Remind yourself every day,

That we’ll meet again somehow, someway,

To have been loved by you,

Is something I’ve never felt so true,

As my soul begins to fade,

Remember all that is good, all that God has made,

Though my time draws near,

Please don’t shed a tear,

Show me that radiant smile,

The one that made living so worthwhile,

Sorrowfully I must bid this world adieu,

Yet without any regret I can honestly say “I love you.”

-brad