Purity pt2 – Ashamed

So, this amazing world we all desire
The pure life to which we all aspire
What’s the issue; why aren’t we moving higher
Seems like the fat lady has left the choir

This is the question: why do we feel ashamed
Of the build blocks that are acclaimed
Components of this world we’ve named
The dream-world that our minds have framed

We want honesty and we chase easy money
We want fidelity and we love indecency
We want stability and we love to disagree
We want equality and we seek the most for me

Those are the traits of the world we pine for
Where trust is the currency used to pay for
All we need, and life is worth living for
So why don’t we build this world we’d die for

Why do our bodies move against our minds
Why do our actions contravene our dreams design
Why is our present leaving that future behind
Can you see; our way of life has made us blind

The answer: Do not feel ashamed
To turn from the evil that has maimed
And help the world to be reclaimed
Don’t play your part; the present must be tamed

Addiction Retrospective

Now I look back
I can easily see the deception
The feelings that were driving me have left
Gone to trouble someone else
Leaving me to see you for what you are

You’re handsome – that’s your disguise
Evil is written on your face in beauty
What kind of place is this
Beauty, who turned you into a liar?
Now you’ve corrupted the whole world

Well, at least I have changed
I see your reality
Through my Truth tinted spectacles
You put me through so much
I can’t believe I fell for you

Wisdom – where were you when I needed help
You left me; I was conned by my own heart
Tell me hindsight, where were you
Remaining cruelly in the future
I have some words for you

Switching Addiction

Now my addiction has moved on from the prior; no longer in denial
Still with life altering habits but not faltering; no longer a buyer
Untangling the barbed wire, I found something higher
Before the consequences were dire but now – like Friar Tuck I’m in simple attire

I was preoccupied with an immediate gratifier
A modifier of truth – so I would perspire, call my supplier
Surrender my entire mind to a filthy liar
His words seemed to inspire me – but all they brought was fire

My feelings were twisted; used like pliers to remove my hearts desires
I got life-jacked by a beast; I was an occupier
Of a broken mind; my freedom was for hire
I had admired evil but now I know his style

On that road my wisdom got a flat tyre
Set to expire; I was a fake like Mrs Doubtfire
But I learnt to enquire, called a cease-fire
Now I aspire to a use what I discovered; expose that liar

So I’m off to a flier – changing everything to Reacquire
My future. The past was an appetiser – poisonous but the main course is pure
You can’t acquire a tune when the piano wire is round your neck, squire
Return it to it’s place; rewire your brain while there’s still tread on your tyre

If you think I’m only talking drugs here friend, think again, I’m in a different choir
That’s just one part of this mess; we are caught in the cross-fire of every destructive desire
That conspires against us; drugs are killers but don’t forget that evil hires
Many different tools to destroy our lives; we each have a part to play in his demise

This knowledge wasn’t prior – but it’s here now; The news-wire
Has arrived – we dropped the hair dryer in the bath and the world’s on fire
Let me shout through the amplifier of everything that has transpired
Death is the backdrop to this life, people – what more proof do we require

Please listen friend, I know you want to be a high-flier; live-wire
But don’t you sell yourself to that evil-eyer
Stalking you with one desire; cause you to misfire
Break your life and leave you in the mire

We are lighting the fires on our own funeral pyres
Reap what you sow is simple logic; don’t acquire bad things
Come with Him; walk the high-wire; or do you still think
That bad is good and good is bad – that’s the trip-wire; the world is such a liar

Addicted

How could I have got here; been tricked
Punched and kicked – now I feel sick
Why didn’t you tell me that you would take me
Twist me and make me do things that would break me

You said ‘this is good’; not that you would hold me
Grip me and mould me, secretly building the power to fold me
Now where do I go; is there still life to find
How do I think when you’ve stolen my mind

I’m lost – but the road was well marked
The signs they lied, saying ‘this is the way’ but now it’s so dark
There is no light here, just thickest emptiness
Is anything left for me; I couldn’t have less

I can’t leave you; a battered wife
I need you – but you’re killing my life
Somehow we’re connected; your evil in my soul
You have infected my spirit and taken control

All that remains is time – but you want to take that as well
Look at my eyes – I am hollow, you have made me a shell
No more lies – I have swallowed enough – I am trapped in a cell
I need a true sign – the ones marked ‘heaven’ lead me to hell

Addiction

Someone new
You meet – exchange some words
There’s nothing wrong
No sense of danger

You talk without thinking
Conversation flows
Before long friendship lives
Deep inside, unseen, unnoticed, things are connecting

Soon you are comfortable
Still unaware
You are happy, or
Still tidy; you hair has been brushed

Now a new thought has spoken
Things are ok, aren’t they?
This friend is to taking you
To places you’re not sure you like

It starts moving faster
Or has it been gradual all along
You’re so angry
But you don’t seem to care

You were only doing what you wanted
Isn’t liberty a good thing
You know you have been deceived
Has your freedom killed itself