Entitled Record

I heard a record today from another life, one which seems so far away.

Sounds of unity, the outsider with impunity, so removed from today.

Older is only wiser because time brings change and open wounds.

Salt or suture, for the future, rotten roots or arisen fresh blooms.

 

Winding years move right along, how come I feel left behind?

The clock that ticks, thorns prick, rock solid broken mind.

Where was the fated turn, led me to be this god damn lost?

What direction, dark introspection, now I add up the costs.

 

Raging river of could, but I never would,

Awake in the pen, just tell me when?

I get to record entitled records like those sweet oldies again?

–Thomas Spychalski 

Mistress Loneliness

When I was younger I thought I knew loneliness,

ends up I didn’t know her at all.

Through all the wasted time,

fear fueled articulated grime,

I was only just starting to fall…

 

For Mistress Loneliness,

she stays by my side,

through all the stress,

and down the slide.

So Mistress Loneliness,

What can I do?

The world doesn’t love me,

but I sure love you.

 

Now that I’m older than when we met,

we can have our anniversary.

Still, I wanna break up,

want out, wanna take up,

cause your loves only a precursory,

to another lonely night…

 

With Mistress Loneliness,

she stays by my side,

through all the stress,

and down the slide.

So Mistress Loneliness,

What can I do?

The world doesn’t love me,

but I sure love you.

–Thomas Spychalski

 

 

 

A Very Lonely Place

Misunderstanding, but you don’t get what it’s like.

To live and die in your own head, and be lonely every night.

Reach out your heart, a hand, rejected every time.

The world is full of love they say so where is mine?
Drifting inside, a very lonely place,

Can’t figure out the damage is it my life or my face.

It’s been this way for as long as I can recall,

No point to feelings when all they do is stall.
Lonely I am…

Loneliness I shall be…

No matter what steps I take…

The world seems to have nothing for me…