May 05, 2008

Super Man

Everyone calls upon you
When you're Super Man
But who's there for me
When I need a hand?
I can't save everyone
Even though I try
And God remains silent
When I question why
This plague, this curse
Brought upon me since birth
You think I have it all
But this man of steal, still hurts
These emotions and feelings
Or lack thereof
My life based upon
The absence of love

Every man wishes he was me
How I wish they could be
How I desire to rid this curse
As I beg for normalcy
Bound by my power
I beg to be free
My desire is to run
But I refuse to flee
Tears flow over my cheeks
This powerful man is so weak
I don't want to be super
I want to be unique
I wanna feel like God
Will listen to me
For i'm not strong enough
For this responsibility
So I beg thee
Strip this from me
Relieve me of this duty
And forget about me
I'm down on my knees
Begging thee please
Please let me be
Anything...... but me 
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April 07, 2008

Echos

Sounds of echos
Meaningless words
Eyes try not to look
Questions of why
Questions of how
Truth refuses to answer
Mind recalls
Mouth begs ears to open
And as they do
A ray of light shines
A new hope begins 
Finally truth stands
Stands firm
Justice has privailed 

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March 08, 2008

Tight Grip

I can’t tell if I’m gripping this ball

Or if this ball is gripping me

When we’re apart

Both of us are ripping away at the seems

This small piece of leather

Has brought so much to me

Millions of memories from the diamond

That burn in my memory  

So tell me this

My tightly wound friend

Is this the beginning of something great?

Or the beginning of the end?

My mind constantly pushing

For what I want to be

But what will success cost?

We know it won’t be for free

Either way

It’s not easy to see

If I’m gripping this ball

Or this ball is gripping me 

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October 25, 2007

Faithless Preacher

Makes me laugh

You’re readin words of a hypocrite

Funny how I inspire you

By writin lines of shit

You listen to me

Like an abused girl in a relationship

Believin me

Is like trustin Michael Jackson to baby sit

Where are you?

What am I supposed to do now??

I can’t call this life

As I gladly bow out

Pollute this earth

With my sin filled mouth

My heart shattered now

I forget my broken vows

Forgotten promises

Better off not remembered

Nights still sleepless

Since last December

You think I have it all?

Think I’ve got it so easy?

But you don’t know shit

Cause nothing’s what you see

You see little blue eyed Ty

Who rides through life for free

But I paint on my smile

And you can’t tell which is me

I know you don’t care

But these blue eyes do cry

These blue eyes shed tears

Til these blue eyes run dry

These blue eyes have seen

Too much in this life

These blue eyes haven’t forgotten

That terrible night

These blue eyes lost light

These blue eyes have seen friends

Turn their backs on me

To never turn back again



So you call this life?

The earth plagued with phonies

Now this servant of god

Has been stripped of his testimony

Living my life

Like a faithless preacher

This love can be held

But my heart cannot reach her



So you still sit there

Readin my bullshit

My poetry, my words

My lines, lyrics, my spit

Do my letters fit?

Maybe a little bit?

Tightly wound together

Like an infielders mit

Do you believe me yet?

Or are ya ready to turn the page?

My writing is about as important

As an actor without a stage



I ask you again

So you call this life?........................









Cause I don’t














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October 24, 2007

Upside down

My face now covered
Hide me, from society
No longer clean cut
Regrets burn inside of me
I left my house, my family
And for what? This pain?
Protected your liberty and freedom
Only to live off your spare change
I wish I would've told them no
Now I have to live with what I've done
I ask you this... 
What will they do if you stand as one?
And lay down your arms
Demand that you free them
Tell them you'll only fight
For truth, honor and freedom
It's not our oil
Mr. Commander and thief
I kill against my will
Now you put me on the streets
FUCK America, I quit
I'm no longer your pet
This flag hangs upside down
We need all the help we can get 
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October 10, 2007

Cambria

I wrote tons of apologies 
I ment every word
But since you chose to ignore me 
I think I owe you this verse
You think you're better than me?
I can show you you're not
I know you can thank me 
For the awards that you got
With me out of the game
It was your time to shine
But the moment I got back
The spotlight was mine
The ink across your back
There is irony in that
Integrity never knew you
That is one thing you lack
You want to stop me?
You'll have to rip this pen from me
And if you try to touch this pen
You'll get to see what's coming
But you'd probably bring 50 dudes
Just to try and jump me
A bunch of Straight Edge Homo's
You'd probably try to hump me
I won't take anything back
I look at your life and laugh
Your choices don't add up to me
So lets do the math
Breakin up with her, cause she drank
Now that was pretty mean
Which is worse? A beer?
Or doin a girl that's Sixteen?
Ruin your body.. 
Or defile your soul
You accomplished lots last year
If statchatory was your goal
So now I got you speechless
Where do you stack?
Her liver will rebuild itself
You're soul is still black
So I guess this is goodbye
I guess this is the end
Have a good life, enjoy the bench 
Love,
You're best friend
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September 04, 2007

My cleats

Since it's my call
I'll rock these same cleats
These cleats have been tied tight
Strapped around my feet
These cleats stole bags
Ground balls they've beat
When I step on the mound
They rock hitters to sleep
Since it's my call
I'll rock these same cleats
For these cleats have been there
When times got too deep
When my glove would boot
Or my swing had a leak
These cleats stay strapped
To my unstumbling feet
Too many people
Forget about their cleats
The foundation of success
When the building begins to creek
The tradition of excellence
Which many begin to speak
The perect placement of stability
In an unperfect peak
So since it's my call
I'll rock these same cleats
As my spikes stay in touch
With my roots underneath
And as god will bless me
I'll accomplish this feat
And you can believe that these feet
Will rock these same cleats

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July 25, 2007

Lean with me

Now I've known you for almost two years
Been a long road through laughter and some side trails through tears
I've never really done much for you, you've done more for me
Support, love, and care... you're kind of like family
So what do you do, when your support system needs help?
How can I be there for you? Can't even support myself
I hate to see you down, can't stand to see you cry
Lost in the thoughts of your loved one who died
Can't be there to hold, Not strong enough to lean on
I know you're at the horizon, waiting for dawn
Can't tell you it'll come, I'm still in the dark
I'm a heavily kindled fire, wating for a spark
Sparks start fires, fires warm hearts
Hearts fill the empty gap while we are apart
My service is here for you, for anything you need
My mind won't rest til your heart lays at ease
I know you'll be fine, you've always been a fighter
But this warm fire of comfort, is in need of your lighter
 

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July 23, 2007

Faded Hands of Creativity

Pretend is the best game
No need for money, fancy things.. or even clothes
Cause Pretend is the best game
A bed sheet made into a robe fit for a king 
A wooden spoon becomes a leathal weapon to defend the castle
There are no limits when you can pretend
There is nothing like a childs veiw on life
Mommy and Daddy are in love
All the world is rich
No one dies
Mean people always lose 
And a happy day is one random giggle away
Then...
Something becomes tainted
Something.. ruins us..
No longer do girls have koodies
No longer do monsters live under beds
And all of a sudden you find yourself covering yourself in clothes 
To hide who you really are
A different kind of pretend takes place
Pretending to fit in
Pretending that you're better than others
A tainted game in which people decided who plays
Our hands fade our creativity
No more finger paintings 
No more sand castles
Not enough time to play
I wish i was a kid again
I wish my life was as simple as a happy meal
The innocence within me passed way long ago
How ironic
How the tables have turned
Now wishing i could find my simple ways again
When it seemed like only yesterday
I couldn't wait to grow up..

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July 22, 2007

Hate Avenue

My fingers quickly working
Pushing my feelings into a computer 
It's hard to put tears into words
But somehow I manage

Trying to tell a story
Without using a plot
Is as hard as it looks
But somehow.. I'll manage

Now this,
Once pure
Twice lonely 
More than three times kicked down in the dirt man..
Has forgotton once again what he's worth
Not worth as in merit, price or usefulness
But his worth as seen in the eyes of others

As seen in the eyes of love

Love.. 
Funny word..

Love is the reason beautiful songs, poems and plays are written
The sister to passion
The reason for existance
The dead end to all feelings

All roads lead to Love..
Even Hate avenue

Love.. 
Funny word..

The only word that gets harder to use as you figure out its true meaning
The only word that can change a life.. and a world.. in the same day
Love..
Kind of like a sponge 
Love absorbs you
And when it is done with you
It rings you out
But not all the water is returned
It keeps a small portion of you
And when its done with you
You're never the same

Love..
What a funny word.. 



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