The Dark Isle

Another tally mark

I’ve been here four years
It’s noted on the bark

Another gray sunrise
Another dull sunset
Not to my surprise

Another night alone in bed

Another night trying to clean up the dust
Inside my cluttered head

This island has nothing but weeds
I set it all a blaze
And plant some new seeds

One night through the smoky haze
I notice a shimmering light
That sets me into a newfound daze

I haven’t seen a light this bright
Since I was floating in the suburban sea
Could tonight be the night?

I’ve wanted to escape for a while
I must capture this light
And get off this dark isle

I slap together a raft of burnt sticks
And paddle towards the brightness
Hoping to find a permanent fix…

Suburban Sea

I step out onto my morning mast

Peering into the sea of houses

Full of the well-contented spouses

And of all the time that has passed

It’s easy for someone to get lost in this stormy sea

When you’re just a guy guided by a false perfection

And who lacks any clear direction

Just who am I supposed to be?

I steer my ship to the west

But these howling winds push it east

How can I ever conquer this beast?

How will I ever ace this test?

I’m just another soul lost at sea

Hoping for these tides to change

While my neighbors call me strange

All I want is to be free

I just need a place to harbor my boat

But this sea has swallowed up all the land

There is hardly even room to stand

I guess I’ll just pick up the remote

I turn on the high def tv

Only to see that a storm is brewing

I glance out the window and see water spewing

And hear the waves crashing down on me

It appears to be my final stand

The waves throw me overboard

Suburban life I can no longer afford

I wake up on a deserted island.

How Big of Font

How big do I need to make this font?

To make you understand what I want

Maybe only twelve people will read this

But I hope you are one of them

One of the few that will understand

Why my life tastes so bland

Without the spice from your life

Now do you understand?

Or do you  stand under the grayness

That clouds your judgment

And your sweet merriment

Diverge your thoughts away from the gray

And focus your power on a bright new day

So we can sail this stormy but boundless sea

And together we’ll find some land hopefully.

I Don't Have A Clue

I don’t have a clue

And it turns my blood blue

All I know is I want you

But you don’t want me

And now I clearly see

That all I need is to be free

From the wicked spell you cast

On my dark and spoiled past

Oh how I am free at last

Now I’ll brew up my own potion

That makes love move in slow motion

And washes away the scum left in the ocean

The ocean of tears

From all the compounding years

Of unsettling fears

Fears of the unknown

Of all the opportunities that have been shown

Each one I have blown

I could’ve very well had you

Instead I just withdrew

And I still don’t have a clue.