Hot Mess

You are a nuisance A distraction I do not Have the time nor will To deal with once more, so please Mess up someone else's day -Kel Dayheart

Living on Applause

The applause wins me No love within, But I will Continue to try, try, try, and try forever On until it feels more real -Kel Dayheart

Wicked thoughts run round My head daily at all hours Until they consume Every action, every word Until I am consumed -Kel Dayheart

Whiskey kisses burn My lips as much as it burnt Going down my poor Abused throat bartender, please Pour me one more round of shots -Kel Dayheart

Please don't lie to me You are not the gentlemen You pretend to be Dr. Jekyll Or should I call you Mr. Hyde -Kel Dayheart

You, my dear darling Are without a single doubt Absolutely Remarkable, requiring No more words than written here -Kel Dayheart

Parasites feeding Off the meager talented souls A bottom feeder Living life off the success Of others, only taking -Kel Dayheart

A peculiar air About him, seems to surround Obscure, consume him So in reality no one Really knows his real, true self -Kel Dayheart

Absolute power Dangers abound, war drum beats Unmitigated chaos Unmotivated, set adrift While courageous rise -Kel Dayheart

To be contrary We do what we know is wrong I fully believe We lie and cheat to prove a Point we lost to rebellion --Kel Dayheart