Poems

"The mind is a dangerous place, one should never venture far alone..."

- The Kid Cash

First full length poetry book to coincide with the "Words Unspoken." album currently in the works!

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Feelings Hidden

No matter the anguish I feel

No matter the pain, harsh and real

Through the anger, aggression, and lonely nights appeal

And though my thoughts venture to places;

surreal

I have a feeling I have kept concealed

Though you brought true, my biggest fear

I’ll love you, forever...I always will

Rockstar

Excessive smoking, drinking, and heartache

Underneath the facade,

lives the true art of heart-break

I live for the fire,

not the money it can make...

Self-induced depression,

to give these lyrics long lasting impression

But the lonely nights,

give me much time for reflection

I don’t speak many words,

but you hear my pain in vocal progression

Trapped in thought,

but never learning my lesson

Hard to love, hard to understand.

Empty bottles become lyrics of a broken man.

In a rockstar all many see is the glam,

and for this we play our hand.

But sex, money, and drugs

can never fill the void of a broken man...

I live in a house, just off Sycamore Way

A place with nice homes and friendly neighbors

But I myself live in a house of pain.

I see a woman with a child play

I think to myself, I remember those days

I turn and enter my home once more

Although she left, off on her own way

I can’t help but feel the emptiness that stayed.

My bedroom, cold and dark, even on sunny days

I think of ways to make these feelings go away

But I’m trapped here in this house of pain

Watching the neighbors go home with their wives everyday.

As for me, I go home to my dog, alone

In the cold and quiet home on sycamore way...

House Of Pain

Nightmares

I do not fear nightmares

They make me feel at home

Haunted by the memories of people that I’ve known

The flashbacks and memories

They put bullets in my soul

My mind tends to take me where nobody should go

I do not take heed, yes I venture alone

Through all the warmth I trade, never to come out unscathed

Left to die in the most inhuman way

You can’t die from a broken heart

At least; that’s what they say...