Amy Says

Amy says she's all alone
Says the world doesn't even know
About the pain she hides inside
Says happiness is just a lie
Smell the roses throw them down
Just whisper, don't make a sound
Don't want the world to know the truth
You've been broken and abused...by you

And Amy says
I see YOU laughing at the rain that hits your face
With your arms stretched open soaking in the love
In a world I find so hard YOU find so beautiful
There's a hope in you deep inside for me

The colors of her mind
Bleed into each other
And as the morning melts the night
And the stars enchant another
While her eyes are still held shut
She can hear you breathing softly
Your words echo in her mind
And your words are clear
And she knows that you are here
You are here

I see her laughing at the rain that hits her face
With her arms stretched open soaking in the love
In a world she found so hard she finds so beautiful
There's a hope in her deep inside from you

Midnight thought?

We walked a broken path while the sun was bleak
And we were holding hands on these rusted swings
That I called "us" and my love would sink
underseas that we would drown underneath
When you would swim deep to catch my lip's speech
To try to catch drifts to catch what it means
And you found what would grow between us
So I thought about you while I wrote The Phoenix
And now my spine shivers from the notes that you speak
of perfect pitched melodies and emotions you seek
That I'm composing in dreams, so you see that I love you
And I'll hold your broken dreams till I'm bleeding in puddles
She breaks bones, engraves poems in gravestones (Text!)
Paints quotes of pathos when pain grows (Next!)
Rain flows became hopes of rainbows (When!)
Angels with halos and saints spoke (Blessed!)
Death to this world now we've given enough
I wanna hide you from the company that misery loves
And so I draw blood with few strokes and our love it drew close
so you can draw attention with the pen that you hold
Reveal your energy; and we'll just get to keep
The radio-active I can feel your chemistry
When we gaze at sea waves and freebase off replays
that re-late to cliches to see fate will be grace
I find peace in our dance on ice sheets
To bathe your silhouette in the tears the skies weep
We'll burn bridges to find warmth from life's storms
And cross roads at the point where lives meet
I'll show you memories I hate to reveal
If you could feel what I say Then I could say what I feel
And I finally learned what it takes to confess
I'll take you to place filled with grace and sunset

Save yourself

I might be dying sooner when I fight these nightly tumors
I assume it’s likely to in times in spite my dicey psyche
You know the drill, bite me. Screwdrivers to get me railed
Until I’m hammered enough to fall asleep on beds of nails
So take that hacksaw and saw this hack into a thousand pieces
Put it in your mouth and teeth it, chew it ’til it’s ground between ‘em
Drain my blood and use it when you write a page
Describe the taste and tell me if I’m truly worth the ground I sleep in
It’s the semi-psychotic Henny and vodka mix
With some Remy Martin and a medley of monster flicks
I’m on a mission for the ending of all of this
I’m contradictive, full of empty intoxicants
I’m a desperate, desolate mess of skeletons
Who second guesses questions, intentions when all the messages
Mix and sections of skin are left dissected and ripped, infected
With pestilent hexes that exorcists fix, so check it
I got two bad hands and still built this house of cards
Just an average Jack up in the Club who thinks he found a Heart
But I don’t go to clubs and don’t believe in love
Or holding hearts in grips unless this fist is into which it’s bleeding from
It’s bleeding from, it’s bleeding from, it’s bleeding from
I look into the bleeding sun and whisper with my bleeding tongue
All my poems are telling that the bleeding’s fun
Until this carcass reaches heartless, telling me the bleeding’s done

After birth, there’s just afterbirth
And after that’s the aftermath and consequences
‘Cause after life there’s nothing that’s after death
And after death there’s no afterlife
And you’ll agree that eulogies and afterwords
Are…words, after birth from aftershocks
And afternoons of afterthoughts
So after you, I’ll follow you to Acheron
And after all, while you can’t just save yourself

From this place in Hell I’ll say farewell until the sun decays
With eyes open hoping nowhere nosy poachers dug our graves
The silence is talking, walk-in, we’ve all been in coffins
Hostage to cautious responses, solemn and lost in the nonsense
Often I follow my conscience, bottle and swallow my problems
Wallow in hollow with processes, toxic hostile menages
It’s just another itchy finger that I know expects to pull it
And I’m in the line of fire every time you’re sweating bullets
Because…(these nights) it’s getting harder now to go to (sleep tight)
When everything is haunting me…
Until I take my heart and squeeze it ’til the bleeding stops
(Speak to God), but I’d rather go and (reach the stars)
So I could pluck one out the sky to navigate inside this shallow grave

If I can’t find my way back home
Know that I’m safe in these catacombs
I stand alone in the window with the casket closed
And latch to hold the stack of bones
Yeah this ship is on the path I roam, but that’s just home

JCP

I've got 3 words for 1 person

I LOVE YOU

because we love each other, we are honest, we protect each other, we call ourselves cursi names.

And still we are only friends.

JCP