Ineptitude Of An Introspection

A hole in the soul
gives a lack of control
in the mind to take hold
of what's in the soul
that started the loss of control.

The Movement of Redemption

A joy in the brain
joins the refrain
that causes a pain
in a world that makes bane
any sign of breaking free
from the pain of being tied to a refrain
that drives the whole world insane.

Some Beach

Can't converse
his thoughts perverse.
Struggles to find meaning,
place just leaves him bleeding.
Wonders why he stands there lonely
on that beach he looks so homely.
In his mind vague thoughts turn onward
toward a time that's not so awkward
cuz he doesn't want to care
that no one wants him there.

Stranded

Stranded on an island
unwilling to share,
too shelfish to care.

Despondent to the right thing;
Look on it but it might sting.

Head turned to the fallen
Speed up cuz He's callin'
on a phone that ain't respondin'
to the voice that whispers softly,
"Call back, please, i'm not dyin'."