She wants to know his secret. He hasn’t decided what it is yet, was it going to be his troubled youth. How he had cigarettes put out on him when he was a boy, “naw she dosnt want to know that” I muttered. My whole life was a secret I don’t even think she really knows who I am.
No one really knows who I am, I come and go getting what I want from people and leaving, the way I make my living is by being a con-man. But this girl, let’s call her Alison she was different; my original plan was to sell her and her poor family this money printer.
Oh and they fell for every second of it
But the odd thing was they asked me to sit down and eat dinner with them, that’s never happened before.
So I politely declined but Alison begged and begged me to, she had a way with her words. “I guess I can do that before I head off” I said calmly.
Well dinner went well I was attracted to her she shined, we laughed and had an amazing meal. I was intrigued by her so I bailed out of selling them my money machine and started seeing her.
Never revealing to much of myself, she fell in love with a man she barley knew…
I sat and stared at the only telephone booth left in this town, overlooking a view that’s burning hues similar to the last cigarette pressed up against my lips. I was notorious for messing things up, myself, relationships, places, All of the above.
I mean, that’s how I ended up there anyway, hitting 89mph I burned my rusted chevy up those windy roads after Lily said she was leaving me. This was the only place I thought she might go—after all, it’s where I fell in love. So much kissing, dancing, laughing and slow love making went down. This spot meant so much more than that red telephone booth.
I looked around tirelessly, my heart pounding out of my chest, hoping she was sitting somewhere off in the distance. But she wasnt, Only the last cigarette we shared together and 50 cents resting untouched since we promised we’d see if this old booth worked the next time we came.
The booth loomed before me, a relic of the past, much like our love. “I still dont know if this damn thing works” I muttered, but I do have those 10 didgets grilled into my brain like the stars fixed into the night sky, a constant unchanging presence.
So I gave it a ring hoping this 50 cents was worth something, the phone rang 3 times before she picked up.
“This damn thing works!” I shouted
Lily-“What do you want Kayd? I can’t do this one sidedness anymore.”
She was right; our relationship was one sided…
“Lily I never got the chance to tell you while I was working sun up to sundown, I was stuck in my ways” I said meaningfully
Lilys voice softened “Tell me what?”
“I love you, Lilly. I’ll do anything to not lose you”
This Bar Has me laughing like I’ve never laughed before You can hear the roar from miles away Its neon colors light up this small town Where rumors spread like wildfire But I’m accompanied with my friends The bartenders pouring them strong She smiles politely when I ask for one And watches me as I walk away She always knows what to do and say I’m drawn to her
My eyes get lost in trances often My friends are always asking, who’s that? I’ll say “I’ve never meet her” And we’ll move along
But my body being drawn to her tells otherwise The lies keep on going every saturday night, But when I get home I always arrive to a figure And this figure is lovely, yet distant.
A silent reminder of love I’ve forsaken, Haunting my nights with what could have been..
I’m panicking. One day the world all went black, in the blink of an eye I got the opportunity to hear everything I love slowly disappear.
As I sit uncomfortably on a bed made entirely of concrete, with a blanket thin as paper for my warmth. I feel immensely lonely as I worked my life away for what?
I had the biggest house on top of the hill, I had the cars that hit zero to 60 in 3 seconds, I lived the lavage life that any young boy could imagine! I slaved my hands to bones to prove everyone wrong, and I did just that.
But as my feet hit the floor from the bunker I stored myself in and the doors open up I see the world for all it in tells things, the beauty once the necular warfare passed over, green grass has grown flowers blossom.
“How long have I been in here for”
Time passed in that bunker like the blink of an eye, It’s been a year now!
Well now that I’m finally free I’m finding some joy of what remains.
I drove down what was left of the worlds roads in the only super car I had that survived. With a cigarette in my mouth I made the best of this day laughing, exploring, amusement at its finest I was used to finding joy alone
And that’s what I did.
I just got out of arizona state prison for beating a man half to death and leaving him out near the boarder. “Was I wrong for what I did?” Crooked teeth dirt in his scabs Bones left as straight as the line I was walking I think not He deserved every suffering as I did in my sentence We wouldn’t of seen eye to eye with a staring problem He did some wrong things As so did I, Well life is a little brighter The sun shines a little better In my heart I know I have solved all the problems in my head But things feel different this time As If I have a new perspective of what being free really means.
I am made entirely of flaws, stitched together by good intentions. Cause when I; Scream I scream so loud, neighbors surrounded by sound-proof walls hear When I’m angery it’s so prominent, the holes leave a trail When I’m proud, I boast as if one couldn’t fail So let’s raise a toast If a toast is worth toasting To a passionate kid Who’s stitching his flaws together. But oh yea I forgot to mention. The seams are being held together With good intentions Love and laughter holding it tight Because when I laugh I laugh so bright When I hold, I grasp so tight When I love I love with all my might
