Frankie - Baby’s One

 This song is an ode to frank sinatra one for my baby one more for the road it’s a song about a guy who’s going through it 

he lost his money he lost his girl and the worst of it all to it’it is his the girl who was the one to take all  his money 

and you know 

and 

I feel like this song speaks to the working class hero you know the guy who’s down o his luck and he spent his last buckbrcause he doesn’t give a duck you know so 

It’s a song th those who ware winvisible and just going through th e motions to resist the need to go through the  commotion 

It’s about the routine and a disruption to the machine

So you know it’s a good song

What I wanted to say was tsinething to the effect of this is a song to rink think of the ways to remember your place to forget about he maze

 today the ways to forget about the ways to forego going through the maze

We’ll all go through it so whatever you need to do jus get to it

No regrets 

No shame

Just do it

With You

 You don’t listen to me.

Therefore, why bother to speak?

It’s infuriating.

You don’t listen

And when you do

You forget what I say

So why do I bother?

I’m not addicted to pain and abuse 

What a Maze

 Another day

Another dollar

Seeing people

Makes me want to holler

Another life

Another wife

Strikes me odd

Like a priest without a collar 

Would I change

A thing about my being?

Perhaps the booze 

But at least I know I will not lose.

Out of place 

Different rat race 

There must be

Reasons to make a dollar

Once again

 I feel poetic

Drinking wine

Like an aesthetic 

Or is it ascetic 

Numbs the pain

Once again

Found what I

Have been missing

A feeling to the pain 

Numbing it 

to live again 

Oddly enough

Been sober

For three months

All the while

Searching for a feeling

And here it is

Once again

The heaviness that falls

Right behind the eyelids 

Drawing curtains of steel

Unreal, what zeal

I return to the love

Of my life to fight strife.

Red wine

Who’da thunk

This red grape 

breathes new life.

Once again

Can’t explain

But miss it 

I do and do not.

What’s the Reason?

 Mass hypnosis of society, 

blinding all who can see, 

the screens before us, 

rape the eyeballs of the teens, 

I’m so tired, 

of all of the distractions, 

that only blur 

what we perceive, 

what once was real, 

can never be retrieved 

as long as social media runs waywardly, 

with wanton disregard for life and limb, 

it continues into abysmal infinity.

Walls of Silence

 The feel

So sweet

The solitude

So deep

It electrifies my brains 

Sending sound waves through my brains

Through the muck, fear and fire,

Only joy, it shall remain .

Should I embrace it or battle it?

My longest relationship 

Is this love worth fighting for

Or do I  love this fight?

Vanquished all, 

So I have done.

A lover and a fighter?

Within, both have become one.

Medina

 To forget

To numb pain

To forget about the pain 

that’s been numbed once again.

“I’ve been thinking about you,” 

is what I need to hear

From the love of my life 

That I hold so close so dear.