Story of Today

My brain feels like the earth sunk in the ocean

A never ending source of all erosion

An explosion of my heart inside my chest

And all my feelings stay hidden for the best

How you see my grievance come to fruition

And I starve myself to the point of malnutrition

It's intuition that I see inside my mind

And happiness that I leave behind

I scratch the itch that comes from open doors

And infections that spread to all my open sores

Whore myself to little bits for you

And if I fall apart just get some glue

Blinded from the broken glass reflection

My life is just a case of misdirection

Correction comes from all my past mistakes

If I don't feel then I learn to fake

You can tear my flesh and feed me to your young

I referenced it in every song I sung

But If my tongue gets quick then cut it off

I'll let you know if I have to cough

This is just the story of today

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Motel Sacramento

Bright sun, bright blue sky
A cool breeze that will dry out your eye
Feel the mist of the river nearby
On the road to redemption, rebirth, then you die

Curved road, cool to the touch
Windows down, not awake very much
Passing cars as you think about lunch
One more day until your weekend starts

Palm trees off in the distance
A perfect silhouette for a photo opportunity
Pull off to the side, postpone your ride
This is the only chance you may get
Let's all go to the Motel Sacramento

The sun sets, everything turns grey
Your sweat fades and your thoughts dissipate
Sketchy characters emerge from the shade
But you've got your plans in motion

Door locked, peek through the blinds
Faint sirens with red and blue lights
Another victim in a city full of crime
But this is the way it's always been

Telephone poles off in the distance
A perfect silhouette for a photo opportunity
Come out of your shell, walk around this hell
This is the only chance you may get
Let's all go to the Motel Sacramento

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Heatwave Goosebumps

Led me astray one too many times again and again
I see those streets are waiting for me to walk them
So absent of a mind with no compassion
Heart yearns for some sort of satisfaction

This pain will hurt you like no other that you've felt
Your smile sill appears when I close my eyes
Possibly I've burned too many bridges
I keep looking back, but I know I must move forward

Free form flowing thoughtless rants of repetition
All the crystalized resin has disintegrated from my brain
There's a slight reflection gazing back from out the window
Leaves have dried up and now become mulch

No victim, just a pillar under marble
Not a crutch, just a hopeful little spider
I walk endlessly for miles until I lose it
Since you've been here, my heart has been gone

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Feelings

Second guess, will I get another chance?
Why does my heart come before my head?
I'm so sensitive to the ones I love
Why have I given up my dreams instead?
I know this is not your fault
I only have myself to blame
The secrets that lurk inside my skull
Are rotting the important parts of my brain

It's useless to think I can dig my way out
Without hurting you like you've been before
To make myself happy is like amputation
Like picking at an open sore
But when I look in the mirror I don't recognize
The face that glares right back at me
I'm a shadow of my former self
Existing in a state of melancholy

Never been a sinner in all my life
Except when I don't do what's best
I'll go on living like a lobotomized patient
With hardly a beating coming from my chest
And yet, I'll be there just like I promised
But it's hard to think it's what you want
Like maybe you've settled to avoid past mistakes
And inside you're feeling endless distraught

Sometimes I think I'm afraid to be alone
But other times I welcome it so
The pain and agony of not knowing the unknown
Or enjoying being solo
This is a poem not meant to be read
But more just my thoughts pouring out
Don't take it so literal or personal, please
And don't cast a shadow of a doubt

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Trying Something New

If I had unlimited funds
If I didn't make the wrong choices
I'd cross the pond seeking adventure
I'd go anywhere in this world

If the sun was never rising
If our fun was always free
I'd shoot a hole into the skyline
I'd go anywhere in this world

If all hope has ceased to exist
If all the seas had turned to black
I'd be the only one out on the water
I'd go anywhere in this world

If I was smart, I'd be open-minded
If I wasn't lonely, I'd be there for you
I'd fill my lungs with salty ocean
I'd go anywhere in this world

I'd dehydrate in the desert
I'd freeze from polar winds
I'd slide down falling rocks on crumbling mountains
I'd stick to fresh frozen black tar
For you I'd give all my poisoned blood
For you I'd share a river bed
For you I'd wreck emotionally
For you I'd break my heart

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

Media Mayhem in the 21st Century

We're living life through our phones
There are no seconds to spare
No more enjoying the moment
To take in this atmosphere
Our world's connected by cables
Plus information's online
And all these places shut down
If there's no trace of wifi

I've got a filter on my camera
I take my photos from above
And all my comments are haters
They've got no concept of love
But you can send me a message
And I'll respond with a "like"
Then I'll retweet your vine video
If you promote my website

Then we'll put links in our blogs
It's called cross-promotion
We'll start an Instagram account
That will cover this commotion
But the Huffington Post
Will hijack out profile
And we'll be in litigation
For a very long while

Then someone will imitate
And catfish a stranger
They'll prey on the innocent
Who've got no concept of danger
But when they find out
The truth in the lies
The cameras will be rolling
To uncover their disguise

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney

My Mantra

It's tasteless, all consuming
But the stock market is booming
When I go off on a tangent
And those folks tell me to can it
I've got nails in my backside
I've got wounds that seem to itch
There's no words that can describe
When I seem to rip a stitch
Hopeless boundaries are forgotten
You seem to call the kettle black
Thirty thousand people follow
But you never follow back
My eyes are always sunken
And the days seem like a blur
I'm so tired of youthful clichés
So I tend to write these blurbs
But none of them make sense
Cause the world is under fire
I will lose all patience waiting
For the truth of my desire
There is no money to be made
And why buy the things that I don't need?
I've got a spirit that needs healing
To rid me of this disease

Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney