The Outlaw Gangster

Volume Three

The Outlaw Gangster;

Fear the rath of the reaper, The silver tongued viper.
While you're living on borrowed time, peace is your only crime.
What is it you see when you look into the mirror?
What is it you see when death draws near?

The story of the outlaw gangster, is a tale of tragedy.
An epic saga of heroes and villains dueling into history
and the rebel is the victim, forced into perdition.
Abandoning all hope, when suicide becomes the only method to cope
and the hallow man, finds solitude within the wasteland.

Finding all that is wrong with this world,
through the endlessness of empty faces staring back at me
As a coward who would fold, would bind these souls that don't wish to be free.
Walking among the insane, dining with the depraved.
Perhaps you could explain why we should even be saved?

The handsome man is the devil. Guiding you blind and ill.
Every mistake, every bad action could be pinned on him,
In a world of paradise, temptation will always lead to sin.
When we can't even figure out ourselves,
how can we possibly understand god.
In a world of right and wrong, where wrong is right
I simply walk the path of the outlaw.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just finished this piece up, so its still very much a rough draft... I might add this to one of my books later on, as a space filler.

Your thoughts?

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Church bells ring
But I don’t hear them
Silence is my only sound
My world is in black and white
The color is gone
Since you’re now no longer around
Music once flowed, now out of my life
Children are laughing
But I can’t see
All I see is you, leaving me slowly
Watching me suffer
In love with you, forever I’ll be

Why didn’t I fight
My cowardice shown
But now you’re gone
And I’m left all alone
I’d rather be in pain
Than feel nothing at all
Apathy, still having
Yet further to fall
My heart ripped out
A hollow chest remains
No power to fight
Memory, my chains

So, am I living or have I yet died
Nothing is left, I’m hollow inside

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The Sailor

My Love

They say the longer the waiting, the sweeter the kiss
But you know that I hate to leave you like this
I know that you need me, and you I will miss
But the longer the waiting, the sweeter the kiss
I have to go to become worthy of you
And I don’t know what else to do
But if you’ll wait for me, I think you will find
That fairytales happen, so never you mind
You look so beautiful, please don’t you cry
I will come back; now leaving is nigh
You have to let go of me now my dear
But I’ll come back before another year
Know that I kiss you every night
Sweet, loving dreams make life alright
Yes although you have to let me go
I’ll come straight back to your arms, I know
I’ll be waiting, and wishing till I see you, and then
I’ll hold you and never let go again
But I have to go, and soon you will see
A man where a boy used to be
Who’ll be able to take care of you for all of our days
And who’ll never leave you, together always.

Raven's cradle

Don't be afraid my little raven, do your best;
It's just the wind and thunder that shake our nest.

They scare the weak, you must be strong,
Remember, the disaster will last for long.

Do not be frightened by the western star,
That illuminates my sacred scars.
They are just the shadows of the past,
That tease the disaster's lust.

By the western wind the twigs are torn
My feathering seems to be by disaster shorn.

My time will come, you'll be alone,
But see, if you are strong,
You will not hear the thunderstorm,
Nor the wind blow its horn.

My child, You shall see them course,
You shall hear them whisper the name of yours.

Don't be afraid my little raven, do your best;
It's just the wind and thunder that shake our nest.

Dead Roses In December


Tears of regret escape from our eyes
to rest at the feet of Jesus
the melancholy that falls down from the skies
the bitter nightmare we despise.

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standing atop a high ledge
looking toward the bottom
feel like flying
open your arms
jump to the abyss below
no one stopping you
no one holding your hand
when you reach the bottom you'll be free
near the edge the rock crumbles
falling freely to the crashing shore
the waves will wash away the misery
misery and the pain
pray to your higher power
have them aid you in your journey
closer to the ledge now
gone, gone, all hurt gone
over before you can comprehend
no more pain
no more hurt
no more misery
five seconds of free
everything to an end.

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Dancing in the Rain

My Love

Keep raining
It doesn’t bother me
Because she is here
Nothing could bother me now
Not even the rain
Rain the back-drop of romance
Rain the progenitor of life
The sorrow of death
The destroyer
The purifier

So let’s dance in it together
Wash away the pain of yesterdays
Create our new tomorrows
Purify our love for each other
And destroy our mistrust
Let’s dance in the storm
And as the rain falls from your face
I’ll kiss you and stop your tears
I’m here for you, I’ll never leave you
As the rain listens on
Just know that
I’m yours

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Listen to the Rain


Listen to the rain
Falling on my window pane
Like tears of angels falling down
Falling down for me
Listen! Hear their cry
As my soul slowly dies
Withering in pain

Love’s long oblivion
Now suddenly gone
Left with but half of what we were
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
I hope your cold metal heart
Slowly turns to rust

Cry with me angels
Cry so long with me
For the greatest thing is love
For it there’s no remedy
For when it bites the heart
It leaves it open wide
For traitors to come inside

The rain keeps pouring down
Or are they the tears I cry
For now I have once loved
Now feel I must die?
Tell me if you can
Do you come with me
And tell me of love’s remedy.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was remembering Shakespeare, and wrote this... Enjoy

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bottle of pills calling my name
bottle of pills such an easy fix
stay strong? how about fall apart.
look the devil in the eye
tell him over and over you want to die.
take the bottle, end it now.
flirting with disaster
flirting with right and wrong.
the pain is horrible
completely incredible.
suffering isn't enough to explain
what i'm feeling now.
bottle of pills, calling my name.
so tempting to take control.
end it once and for all.

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