On the spot

They say to talk it out, no,

Afraid it'll all just, go,

So shut it kid before it's gone,

Enjoy they day after dawn,

Ignorance is all it's cracked up to be,

Eyes stay blind, let's not see,

Let your mind not travel there,

Close your mouth, try not to stare,

You heart will hurt, your eyes will glisten,

But more than anything I tell you, listen,

Forget the past, it's not coming back.

Random Poem

The wildest yonder, she wrote,

Wailed and cried as she smote,

The ash of the past that came alive,

When all we thought was to survive,

But too late, I imagined a bright dawn,

One that quickly got the pawn,

In it’s haste to blind the godess,

He always he knew her to be.

On the Spot

Can we let the dust settle,

Instead of trying to test our mettle,

Let’s leave the screaming to the kettle,

Say goodnight the last time, we aren’t comin’ back,

We hold the cold, some willingly, others lack,

The heart to give in when things are going off track,

Forget the facade, let’s be real, like the fire,

We try to burn as proof of our kindness, liar,

You know what we’re doing is wrong, to the wire,

The fiber of our being, don’t push the buttons, you’ll die,

You’ll be worse than what you had at the start, but I,

Have and will, do the work of the night, I’ll try,

To sew you back together, my beautiful broken,

Without ears, so you don’t hear what we have spoken,

But you’ll have my heart, a token,

That at the end of the day,

Even the shiniest knight will pay.