smooth criminal

down in dixieland

[the-axemaniac]

He only exists sometimes; in the middle of the night when the moment’s right When the moon and the stars align perfectly Or when someone’s been drinking too much wine or maybe cheap whiskey and we are lonely

The rest of my days, he is spirited away and the memory starts to fade and it’s all I can do, or take to remember his face or the way he plays his guitar in the dark Or the way his smile never quite reaches his eyes

Weary hearted wanderer, seek and you shall find what you need eventually I was never very good at timing in a song or in life I wish I could have gotten it right But still you are real to me if only in dreams

[the-axemaniac]

May the stars heal your scars May the wind blow against your back and lift the burden you've carried so far May the breeze bring you peace and bury the fears you have hidden for years so finally you can get some sleep May the waves ease your pain May the tides buy you time and give you the strength to start over again This time we will get it right May my love lift you up

[the-axemaniac]

Of all of my bad habits (and believe me, boy, I've had many) you were, by far, the worst

[the-axemaniac]

I live in cities that no one visits but me Places that you’ve never seen They’re inside of my head The lights are pretty but they’re dimmed by loneliness when it creeps Inside of my head No friends to run into on the street It’s an island and it’s much too far to reach Even if you can swim There is just one house and a train that goes round and round It never stops It never shuts down I’m the only one on board and there is no one else around When I’m going down

If I could find a way to figure this out I’d tear down the walls and escape from this haunted house But it’s made of bricks and bones and sticks and stones And there’s no one there that can show me how

Well I still look out the window I still can hear the birds I still have the right to dream that I have wings, that I can sing That one day I will be free I’ll be released from this prison I have built for myself It’s not over yet, there’s still time left There’s still a chance that I’ll make it out And finally then maybe I will be something like happy

[the-axemaniac]

I keep bad company A group of high functioning losers, just like me Everyone is from somewhere else Everyone is lonely We are all just going through the motions but they mean nothing They are empty The other night I got drunk on Southern Comfort with my best friend It was anything but comforting He pulled out a .45 caliber pistol The hammer was back There was no safety And in his drunken desperation he pointed it at himself and at me and he begged me to put a hollow point in his head He begged me for mercy I took it from him and I laughed and I told him that if I had balls like that he never would have known me and then in a fucked up, twisted way it became funny and we both laughed like maniacs because it is better to laugh than to cry I think we've both done enough of that lately But the next day it was the same He looked me right in the face and said that he meant every word and if I ever get the urge we can go together Toss a coin to see who goes first And I can't figure out if it makes me feel better or it makes it worse to know that it's not just me My friend just wants to be happy again and I know exactly what he means

[the-axemaniac]

How do drugs make you feel?

They make me feel nothing. They make me feel not lonely and not afraid. They make me not care.

[the-axemaniac]

Save me with your strange mercy

[the-axemaniac]

I have grown tired of love

[the-axemaniac]

The well is full of tears

Yes it is, dear.

[the-axemaniac]

What makes you any better then all the ones who have given up on you? How is that welcomed? You've left someone in the pieces you used to be.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't give up easy. I tried my very best for a long while. I was neglected and ignored most of the time and I am proud that I found the courage to leave behind a situation that lacked love. It still hurts and I still miss this person, but everyone deserves to feel important and when love starts to hurt, it is time to walk away.

[the-axemaniac]

Just shut up and let me love you Your verbosity is overwhelming Your silence says so much more

[the-axemaniac]

Real talk

[siezethecheese-deactivated20140]

Of course I loved you I told you every day  A thousand times But you did not understand And that is why I left

[the-axemaniac]

The well is full of pennies

[the-axemaniac]

It is a welcome change to be the one who has given up, rather than the one who was given up on

[the-axemaniac]

What do you say when there is nothing to say? You say nothing at all

[the-axemaniac]

I burn my candle at both ends and though I will not last all night all my family and all my friends will be left with a lovely light