Thursday, November 7, 2013

Revenge

And now the end of a trilogy that was never meant to become one!


Revenge

The hero standing in the mirror is an unexplainable sight.
A here ready not to go down without a fight.
Laces up his boots and they hit the floor.
Dying to kick down the villains door.
Goes out and looks up to the sky.
Mother Nature knows that today someone is going to die.
Trying to decide if he should arrive by ground or by air.
Either way he's hoping the result is no one knows he's there.
Until it's to late.
And he's already halfway destroying their place.
He takes off extremely fast.
Praying to God that his only failure will be left in the past.
He craves victory.
He demands revenge.

He runs through the door with a giant blast.
Locked and loaded ready to kick some ass.
The first nameless thug throws the first punch and the hero ducks.
At this exact moment our hero realizes his battle plan really sucks.
Punching though mindless monotonous thugs again and again.
Wondering when this pointless battle warm ups would end.
Almost as if Satan himself answered his call.
A giant massive villain carrying a massive ax entered the hall.
Our hero know his fighting skills were rusty and unreliable.
But sadly there were the only skills our hero has available.
Our hero smiles and beckons to the giant to come.
The giant mocks our hero and laughs, this is going to be fun.
He craves victory.
He demands revenge.

Our hero has to think of a plan of attack quick.
Before the only thing that is sticking out of his body is the ax's stick.
The hero runs toward the giant and disarms him of the ax.
Turning around instantly and with all his strength he has in him, picks him and breaks his back.
The giant writhing and screaming in pain.
The hero says to him, never forget my name.
Our hero walks further down the hall and sees a door covered in gold.
Thinking to himself this getting kind of old.
With all his might he punches the door down.
Totally unaware of all the other villains around.
The evil mastermind sits unphased at his chair.
Trying desperately to give off the vibe he doesn't care.
He craves victory.
He demands revenge.

The villains who were waiting in the room make a plan to rush.
With the adrenaline pumping in our heroes veins he manages to crush.
Every single villains hopes and dreams.
By destroying everyone of them and all they can do is run off and scream.
Our hero points to the mastermind and tells him he's next.
This is the moment our hero has waited for to prove he is the best.
The mastermind gets out of chair and bellows to our hero,
You are a failure, a nothing, just a pathetic zero.
The villain comes out of nowhere and throws a lands a punch.
Our heroes nose has no other option but to crunch.
The villain laughs knowing his blow hit his mark.
For a second our heroes sight goes dark.
He craves victory,
He demands revenge.

The villain sees this as an opportunity and uppercuts him through the window.
Our hero goes down which is the only he can go.
He dives head first into a car.
Leaving blood everywhere and the start of a scar.
A crowd gathers near.
From all the violence and commotion they hear.
The villain jumps down from his lair.
Begging the hero to try something if he dares.
Our hero pulls himself up with all his might.
Showing the world he came for a fight,
The fight goes by blow by blow.
How it would end no would know.
He craves victory.
He demands revenge.

With each punch, kick, throw the fight seemed closer to the end.
And out of nowhere they would start again.
Neither party wanted to give.
They both were willing to kill so the other would live.
 Then out of nowhere the villain got the upper hand.
He has the hero pinned  to the cold hard land.
He tells the hero at least you tried,
But now it is way past the time you should of died.
The crowd watched in shock as they witnessed the heroes death.
And took his last breath.
But that sight stirred up something within.
And they all turned on the villain.
He craves victory.
He demands revenge.

The spectators had enough of the villains tyranny.
And everyone watching now craved victory,
They all wanted revenge.
They all knew the death of hero they had to avenge.
They all crowded the villain and took turns with punches and kicks.
And made sure each strike they let out sticked.
The death of the hero sparked the spirit of the hero within.
The battle our hero lost, but the war he did win,
He is now at peace watching from above.
His heart is now filled with peace and with love.
That day he saw a new breed of hero begin.
And the reign of the villains end.
He finally  get his victory.
He finally got his revenge. 

Sunday, November 3, 2013

The Cape (Tired hero part 2)


The Cape

Destiny has pulled me here yet again.
By the constant urging of family and friends.
I pick up the mask and the cape.
Silently cursing the winds of fate.

I remember the exact time I chose to walk away.
It was the most intense battle we ever fought that day.
Memories of the victories and good times flash through my head.
As well as the losses and inescapable visions of mindless bloodshed.
We each won a few of the battles, but they won the war.
The heroes wanted it bad, the villains wanted our destruction even more.
We had no choice but to wave the white flag of defeat.
After hearing children screaming and crying in the street.
Looking at their heroes with tear stained eyes.
Asking us why did we let so many people die.

The sky was black and there was no sun.
That was the only sign the villains needed to know they had won.
The world found out that day that yes even heroes shed tears.
And even though we rarely show it we still have our darkest fears.
  So many punches were thrown.
Too much hatred had grown.
They found a found away to fill us with so much anger.
That we had no choice but to become our own dopple-ganger.
They exposed to me what I didn't want to see.
That the demons and evil were deep within me.

The world knows we need heroes, but the villain they love.
They showed me deep down I no longer belonged up above.
The villains tricked the world into believing heroes are not real.
The very spirit and essence of the hero they did kill.
People stopped staring into the dark violent sky.
Hoping to see proof that man can actually fly.
The sad truth they started to believe the lie.
Heroes had a silent death.
No one heard their last breath.

After too many years being locked in my own prison.
I have been finally given a purpose, a reason.
It's time to stand up for the person who has lost his will.
Showing the world that there are heroes still.
Looking at the cape I see a few hole and some tiny blood stains.
Displaying so much hurt and pains.
The capes color is faded and the edges are torn.
As I hold it in my hands I feel a hero being reborn.
I put on the mask and look in the mirror.
The future right now couldn't any more clearer.
The time has come for a heroes victory.
I know deep down I have it in me.
To take out the villains one by one.
There's no where they can hide, and no where to run.

After I am victorious which I know I will be.
The world living in fear and pain will now finally be free.
I will be finally be able to put away this mask and cape.
Store it the worlds strongest safe
Using my own strength to crush the key.
Knowing finally I am free.
Loving the sound of the click on the lock.
Then I know deep down I can finally walk.
Walking away with my cape and mask permanently on the shelf.
Knowing in my heart we can all save ourselves...



Friday, November 1, 2013

My pen, My soul



My pen, My Soul


Before the pen even hits the paper there's a process I go through.
First I determine my audience whether it be myself or it be you.
No matter which way I write it for I write it the same.
My mission is for you to be able to change the I's and me's and add your own name.
First things first all the words must come from the heart.
That is the most important part.
My writing are the truest words from my soul.
To say it another way, this is me and this how I roll.
Do I take the time and make it rhyme.
And do what I do best and kill time.
Delaying even more the writing of my book.
In all hopes that these exact words will result in my writers block being shook.
Whether it be a book, blog, or poem.
This words from my mind is a giant portion of me I let roam.
Some people get mad from each and every positive thought.
But I know what is like to silently rot.
I spread the light for not only you but also me.
It always reminds me there's more than just darkness we can see.
I take lessons and memories from the past.
Times where I love and others where I have kicked in the ass.
I write about love, fear, dreams, and hate.
Because I know deep down we all can relate.
I'm afraid of the day my words go silent.
Since my creative side is where I vent so I don't become violent.
I've been told that so many of the words I have posted are in others heads.
They just have no way to get out of their skin and shed.
I pray that one day the voices that love to scream and shout.
Find an outlet other then a free blog to get out.
So this is me down to the bones, soul, and skin.
You now know why I write everything that comes from within!

Friday, October 25, 2013

Nightmare

I feel this poem needs a warning attached to it.  This is not a happy poem in fact this might be the sickest, creepiest, darkest things I have ever written in my life, and I'm proud of it.  It's my look at what I find the scariest thing imaginable, the things that some humans are capable of.  So please don't call the cops on me after reading this, or suggest I see a psychologist.  If you dare turn off the lights and read the words out loud if you want the full effect.

Nightmare

Look deep down what do you see there.
What is your most frightening nightmare.

You spot the clown staring at you.
Plotting, thinking, planning what next to do.
He starts making steps towards you to come close.
The fear kicks in, you can't feel your breathing, you can't feel your pulse.
He walks right up to you, because you are paralyzed by fear.
The clown has some words he wants you to hear.
He whispers in your ear, Run.
Why, he laughs, because it's more fun.
Your feet kick in and you swear you run a mile.
Trying desperately to escape that sick, sadistic smile.
You stop, look around, and see no one there.
When gloved hands come out of no where.
Around your neck denying you of air.
He laughs at you like you are some sick joke.
When the only response you can do is choke.
He grips his hands stronger on you.
Watching your face go purple, than blue.
He lets out of the sickest giggle.
As he feels your body make one last wiggle.
The last thing you and sickness deep in eyes.
He lets out last maniacal laugh and watches as you die.

Look deep down what do you see down there.
What is your most frightening nightmare.

You get off work really late.
In the darkness and shadows is where he will wait.
You walk up to your car and see him in your car window.
He's behind you, there's nowhere to run, no where to go.
He sticks you with the knife to start a little bleeding.
To show you this is no joke and he is not kidding.
He takes you to the trunk of car and tells you to get in.
Knowing that you will never see your family and life ever again.
During the car ride all you stare at is the deathly glow of the taillight.
Determined to not give up and you are only going down in a fight.
There seems to be an odd silence in the car.
The ride doesn't seem that long so you can't be that far.
You hear your captor singing a song.
As he drives you to your resting place and you have no choice to be go along.
He stops the car, opens the trunk, and tells you to get out.
You contemplate if you should scream or shout.
He tells its ok to scream your life away,
He likes it better that way.
He takes you to a coffin and a hole in the ground.
Your voice is so scared it can not contemplate to make any kind of sound.

Look deep down what do you see there.
What is your most frightening nightmare.

As you lie there asleep in your bed,
Dreams and fantasies run through your head,
You are sleeping so safe and sound.
Completely unaware that someone else is around.
Watching you from inside your home.
When you wake up and try to call it won't work, he cut the phone.
He comes out of the closet to stare at you as you sleep.
In your slumber dreaming so deep.
He licks his lips deciding what to do.
Just what is going to do to you.
Deciding if he wants you see it coming.
Or wake up as soon as the blood starts pouring.
He pulls out a needle and shoots you in the neck.
Completely unaware of the tiny little prick.
You awake in a completely  different surrounding.
All you see is the wood you are encased in and hear the dirt pounding.
Pounding on the grave you  have been placed.
Knowing deep down you know its too late.
You find a knife buried with you.
Giving an easy out if you want to.
Knowing there's not much oxygen left to intake,
You hear the the psycho on top whistling thinking to himself what decision you will make.
You pray to God asking to be forgiven for what are about to do.
Knowing that the bright light will soon be in view.

Look deep down what do you see there.
What is your most frightening nightmare.

People around us are capable of some many things.
Evil and hate in this world are the only things they bring.
Some will look in the mirror and see nothing wrong.
Others will sing your screams as some kind of trophy song.
Doors creaking,
Bones chilling.
Blood dripping.
Souls ripping,
We are capable of so much evil.
The scariest thing about it is that it is too real.
We all born with the ability to commit the ultimate sin.
Just give in to the voices within.
Listen to the demons and believe the stories they tell.
Cement your permanent place in hell.
Sharks, snakes, spiders, dogs, the mind makes them all monstrosities.
The thing that scares me most is what people have done, people like you and me.

Look deep down what do you see there.
What is your most frightening nightmare.... 

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Up


Up

Wake up
Open your eyes and look around.
Hear every single sound.
Get dressed and get ready for a great day.
Make sure what ever is on your mind you say.
Show the world that you are you.
And there's nothing in this world that can you stop you doing what you do.

Stand up
Fight the good fight.
Always rise for what is right.
Never become the bad guy.
Because a good guy never really does die.
His presence lives on in others.
Their friends, family, sisters, and their brothers.
Show the world that they have something to believe in.
And you are never going to stop unless you win.

Look Up
Always keep your eyes on the sky.
Seeing how far you can go if you choose to fly,
Our dreams and goals are meant to be tough.
Life will throw curve balls at you every day making it rough.
Look at your friends and family that are always there.
The ones who no matter what happens will always care.
Show the world you are an  inspiration.
And you when you do succeed the whole world will join in on the celebration.

Give up
Stop thinking those negative thoughts.
Having them in your soul makes only one result, it rots.
Victory is so close you can get a little taste.
Don't make all the effort you put in so far be a complete waste.
The only person you need to be better than is yourself.
Put all that self hatred and failure talk on the shelf.
Show the world you are no one to mess with.
And you are tired of hearing all the same bull.....

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Once Upon A Time


All throughout our young lives we are spoon fed one simple phrase, "Once upon a time".  We grow up wanting to believe in magic, fairy tales, and dreams.  Then reality and adulthood hits and we realize that they were just tales, we are taught magic doesn't exist, and dreams only come true to the fortunate.  I used to think that way until I started thinking about fairy tales in general, and how close to our lives are we just don't realize.  Everything from wanting to become a princess/prince, wooden boys who when they lie grow a giant snoz, genies in lamps, and all our evil protagonists.  They are all there, just cleverly disguised though out our lives!


Princesses and Princes

Since day one as a child you are told about princesses and princes.  Girls are called princess and boys are called princes.  And that ideal never changes, because look how many articles there are written on how to find your prince charming, I rest my case.  And one other thing, every time I have watched Say Yes to the Dress, and yes I was watching with my wife, the bride to be's always say they want to feel like a princess on their wedding day!  I have no problem with that, I married the prettiest princess on my wedding day and made her my queen.  Now I have a daughter who when asks if she wants to be a princess when she grows up, will correct you immediately and tell you straight to your face that she already is!  And she is she's my princess and her prince charming to be better not break her heart, because than he will meet the Beast I have inside.  Princesses and Prince's have a very permanent place in reality, but sadly it seems to only pertain to a few situations, and I think it would be a better place if we expanded the opportunities people felt like the better version of themselves.  In fact just tomorrow treat your loved one like the princess/prince they are to you and see how you feel, and if that loved one is a true princess/prince they will gladly return the favor.


Wooden boys!

I have spent my whole life trying to be a real boy, that might sound funny, I was trying for it to, but it is to true.  I have never been the typical guy, I can't fix cars, I can kinda use tools, and the only sports team I like is the Chicago Cubs, and when they win a world series I know there is something called magic in the world!  But one thing I don't do is lie!  For one thing is I lack the capability of hiding the truth, because deep down I always feel the truth is the best said, even if it will hurt in the end.  If I lie I show it in my face, I don't grow a giant nose, but you can tell because I suck at lying.  But just think for a second if every person lied and there nose would grow how much more interesting life would be.  There would be more successful marriages due to you had to be faithful, because if you didn't your spouse could break your nose off for the obvious lying.  Cops would be poked in the chest whenever they pull over someone when they ask why they were pulled over, and a lot less dogs would be punished for eating homework.  But the best thing about if the lying consequence would be watching C-Span, and watching hundreds of people trying to fit their long ass noses in such a  constricted building.  I would pay good money to see that!


3 wishes!

I bet every person would love to find a magic lamp, rub it, and make three of there dreams come true.  I wouldn't.  In fact if I found one I would call three friends and find out one wish for each of them and make it for them.  I do not want a cheapened dream granted, if I didn't work hard for it.  Granted when I finish my book I will be praying for a little magic coming my way in getting published, but other than that I want to work beyond hard to make my dream come true, because it will be that much sweeter in the end when it finally happens.  Each time my pen writes a barely legible letter in my book, I know I'm one step closer to calling myself an author, officially, and being paid for it.  Who knows after I publish a few books, I could publish this whole blog and make some money off of it.   Dreams come true when you know they will, magic happens when you believe in it, and there is no such thing as 3 wishes.  But there are three things that are required to make your dreams come true; a positive attitude, undying perseverance, and finally surrounding yourself with the right people who know deep down in their heart that you can do this, and you will do this!


Evil!

With all the good things in our life there are bound to be things that are bad in our lives as well, our villains.  They might not be evil step sisters or mothers, mean aunts that put curses on you, or even a peer that gets you into smoking turning you into a donkey!  They are still there.  They might be disguised as a jerk boss, a backstabbing friend, or just some people who just have it out for you no matter what.  The fact of the matter is they exist one for one reason, to prove them wrong!  There is no greater feeling in this world than showing people who didn't think you could do something, do what they thought was impossible!  Whether it be bringing your baseball team who lost every game in the first half of the season, end up being second in the long run, and losing the last game by a fluke!  Or it might be as simple as showing your boss they were wrong about you, and you can handle a lot more than they give you credit for.  Or your greatest villain is a supposed friend who smiles to your face, and throws knifes at you when you are not looking.  If your greatest villain is the last one, I have one recommendation, drop that friend, and friend seven dwarfs, all named by their various personality traits.  It will be pure entertainment for all and you will love life ever more if you have them around, all seven of them!

  
Conclusion

So please look at your life and realize how magical it actually is.  Sure you might not have mice running around singing you a song while making you a dress, a talking monkey, or any kind of singing furniture.  But you have something even more magical, real life sprinkled with fairy tale elements, and the possibility to make your dreams come true if you believe.  Believe in being a princess/prince, one day becoming a real person, magic is real and dreams come true, and evil exists just so you can overcome it!






Sunday, September 29, 2013

The one

I haven't wrote a straight out love poem in a long time!


The One

We all have that one person.
When you first meet and say hello you just know.
If you are lucky you don't miss that moment.
I didn't.
I found the one.
The one that completes me.
The one who makes me feel like I am flying high in the sky.
She gives me the power deep inside to save the world if need be.
But has the intelligence to tell me I actually don't have any super powers.
Yet.
That's how I know you are the one.

When we are apart it feels like time drags on, and on.
Never ending it seems.
But when we are together time stands still.
We are the only ones around.
The only ones that matter.
The birds stop flying and just float in the sky.
Water is stuck time.
Children are frozen in mid play.
When we have the moments when it's just us.
That's how I know you are the one.


The one accepts all parts of you and brings out the best.
But knows how to tolerate the worst.
The one is the person who teaches you how to deal with storms.
Because deep down life is not all about the sunshine.
Through laughter and good times.
To sadness and tears.
If they truly are the one they will stick by you.
In good.
And most importantly through the bad.
The one knows everything about you.
And even that doesn't scare them off.
That's how I know you are the one.

When I look at you I see all my dreams come true.
And even bigger dreams form.
You have brought out the best in me.
And never stop challenging me to up the ante.
You will never let me give up.
Even when you know I've bitten off way more than I can chew.
You are next to me holding my hand still pushing me to greatness.
That's how I know you are the one.

All these reasons and more.
Some are better left unsaid.
That's how I know you are the one!