I’ll Carry You

When you can’t feel your hands,
when you can’t weather the storm.
I’ll Carry You,
back into familiar lands,
back into the warmth.

When your legs tremble,
when you cannot stand on your own
I’ll Carry You
until your strength assembles
and your name the world fears
and your name the world knows.

Yes, I’ll Carry You
when you’re yellow, when you’re green and when you’re blue.
When you’re healthy, when you’re sick,
when you’re ornery, when you’re ticked,
I’ll Still Carry You,
It starts with an “I Do”.

But much like my gold,
I’ll get spent, I’ll grow old.
I’ll Carry You
with a broken back, one knee
and a smiling face.
Like Depends, my bladder might be a maybe
I’ll Still Carry You

Much like this song,
soon I’ll be gone.
I’ll Still Carry You
when I’m laid to rest,
do not fear, do not fret.
I’ll Carry You
through our daughters and our sons
in my arms, in your love.

I’ll sit with St. Pete,
He’ll lean into me.
He’ll ask, “how did you get through life?”
I’ll say, “If I can bum a smoke and light,
I’ll tell you it’s alright.
You know what? It was kinda easy.
Because I had a great woman,

who carried me.

I Don’t Tell You Enough

I don’t tell you enough
That I love you
I don’t show you enough
That I care
When you need someone to lean on
I don’t show you enough
That I’m there

I don’t tell you enough
How beautiful you are
I don’t notice enough
When you do something special
With your outfit or your hair

I love you in a million ways
I want to find the light to show ’em
With more than a kiss a day
And a cliché poem

I don’t know how to tell you
I can’t offer a perfect life
My credit is bad, my bank account is sad,
And loving me can feel lonesome

I can’t tell you enough
That I want to spend my life with you
I’m a little mad, cracked I may add
But I’m cracking mad about you
Mad about who you are
Cracked for the things that you do

These things you do amaze me
They are why I have penned
This embarrassing gush
I write this bad poetry
In hopes that you will see
How much I love you

I don’t remember enough
How lucky I am
To somehow deserve the intensity of your love
It frustrates me too much
To know I cannot be the best man
For that is what you deserve
Nothing less will do

You Don’t Know What You Lost

The Selfish Fool, The God of Weakness
Run, run away
Run, run away
Run, run, run away lest what you create

Grows

Grows to bring light to existence, light to humanity
Light to fate
Bring light to your fate
But you prefer the dark
The dark-  hide where it is safe
Where you can hide from failure, hide from human spark
Hide where there is no need to fight

Hide, hide away
Hide from the one
Who would starve to death
To give a meal to your son
So that he may live another day, take another breath

Hide, hide away
Hide, hide away
Hide from your greatest gift to the world
You do not know what you lost

God left his only son
For the sake of mankind, for the sake of the world
A lighted faith, a fighted Death, a lamb to the slaughter

The God of Weakness
Left his only daughter
For the sake of himself, for the sake of retreat
A coward’s fate: a weakling’s life, and a girl without a father
The God of Weakness
He couldn’t accept the challenge of life, he is too pathetic for even basic feats
Like Gestas on Golgotha, he does not have the strength to endure any stress
He’d rather take the easy way, the coward’s way
To deny, to run, and to hide, to never suffer defeat

Run, run away
Run, run away
Light cannot blind you when your back is turned
This light is too bright for you
God of Weakness
Lord of Cowardice
Had you opened your eyes to see her, given them a chance
Perhaps they would not be burnt and blind
Had you let yourself feel her shine, the warmth and the bliss
Perhaps you would be stronger, perhaps you’d have her first dance

I,
God of Weakness
Am too strong to run, run, run away

I,
Lord of Cowardice
Embrace the light, I will not hide, hide, hide away

I,
The Disappearance
Am much stronger than you
I will have her first dance

Her light does not blind me
Clearly, I see
I see, I see
I see her kindness, I see it deny wickedness and evil
I see her tenacity, I see it care for the injured and ill
Are you lost? God of Weakness?
These are not qualities of a coward, nor are they found in a bottle
Therefore you would know nothing about them, slink away
Find your glass neck to throttle

I see, I see
I see her see injustice and face it with a fist and shout
Does that frighten you? Lord of Cowardice?
It does not frighten me
You have sacrificed nothing, you have fought none of life’s brawls or bouts
You will never know her, nor understand all that she can be

I see, I see
I see her cry
Cry to the plight of strangers
Cry to simplest of joy
You don’t know what you lost
When she cries, her tears are always to the beauty of life
Life emerald, ruby, and diamond- where her tears are where beauty is
More precious, as her tears cannot be corrupted by greed, anger and strife

Lord of Cowardice
You don’t know what you lost
Lord of Cowardice
I don’t know how to thank you, thank you for us both
When you ran, ran away
Slithered without a spine
She was lost and betrayed, she did not know her worth
When she became mine, I will help her find this
That is my trial, that is my oath

I saw, you see, what you could not see
For I am not a God
I am a man

I WILL LIVE AS A MAN
I WILL DIE AS A MAN
Like Dismas on Golgotha, I see greatness- but not of mine

I fear death, Lord of Cowardice
You fear life, God of Weakness
You do not know what you lost, nor do you care
I can admit that I do not appreciate the true worth of who I have found
You ran, ran away
Your pathetic legs making not a sound

I WILL LIVE AS A MAN
I WILL DIE AS A MAN

I will live for her
Die for her
Fight for her

I have faced death, I have endured, God of Weakness
I have seen unemployment, poverty, addiction, and every kind of bump and slice
I have survived suicide twice
Tragedy, death, hunger, and strife
These no longer frighten me
Fortune, fame, a fat belly and an easy life
These no longer appeal to me

The fires of passion and life
Have tempered me to stone
There is (No Vac)ancy for you, God Of Weakness
There is (No Vac)ancy for you, leave us alone
Though tempered stone I am, I am her rock
For her, I can withstand, I can endure, and can fight not flee
Your cowardice, your ignorance, your inability
I am glad you keep it far from us,
Glad that it will not corrupt

For our children will fight, they will endure, they will be strong
They will fight, fight towards
A future more bright, a past worth record
You, Lord of Cowardice, this is your last poem
Drunk, weak, and blind you will perish
To a bored congregation, and to apathetic hymns
Run, run, run away
To die as you wished to live
Forgotten.
To die as you wished to live
Forgotten in speech, text and song.