Hush Hush Lush- by: unknown forgotten

Watching you get knocked around and over in a hurricane
Based loosely on overpowering, gossip and distrust
I left you there with how you chose
Making all the choices whether they had influence or not
And there you are taking up the blow of the right hand blast
Laser guided destruction I deliberately sent off into space
Yet somehow it was redirected off of proper satellites
And broadcast right back down into your brain's wave length
And when your canvas covered wagon breaks a wheel and goes toppling down
Or when your canvas covered wagon goes up in flames from dried up (no)goods
You'll know where the moonshine molotov cocktail came from
And that will hopefully be of my own
Not satellite or supernatural flow
Just a fiery message to get off the horse and be real
Be whom I used to love and know

I've Forgotten Your Name- by: unknown forgotten

Find me dancing in the street
Ripped free of any cloth but upon the loins
Smeared red with sacrificial blood
Attempting to compensate for your demise
The blood is of your offenders for when your back was twisted
And for the writing you refused to read upon the wall
And for the arrow's whizzing by your skull you chose to ignore
The police are here,
But I have not yet successfully atoned for your sins
I suppose I knew this to be,
I was just trying my hardest while you appeared to do nothing

Dangerously happy?

Ransack- by: unknown forgotten

It's too early to tell if I can handle the trials well
No doubt about getting through to the end
But how I will thrive without my bit of chaos
Can I bring out enough grace to be trampled by the mob,
When they come for what they want so bad?
Can I defend the fortune we've fought so long to protect?
Is it so wrong for me to exist without what has been my blood?
Should I fight, or do what they say is right,
And give up the nonpareil that has so long belonged to me?

In the Exponential Hours- by:unknown forgotten

Well, if those aren't the words that drive me to drinking
Such shaky nerves I can hardly see straight
You might as well told me to have a drink for you, and for death
To engulf myself into a maniacal liver-splitting binge
Hanging down under the bridges and by the railroad tracks
Screaming at the urban graffitti about how much I hate 'The Man'

Then,
If those words aren't the same that instill the very worst fear
The kind that only sickness induced dreams can bring forth
Thriving off the boiling brain and fever
With the sane mentality disappearing ever so swiftly
Depsite the icepacks the doctor insisted be placed on my baking skull
Dreams indescribeable in words for such terror therewithin is enough,
Enough to make a grown man break down and cry and want to die

Then,
If those aren't the words that broke my back
And my knees, and my ankles, and my neck
Such a frightful collapse if anybody had been there
They would have thought God himself smited my very being with his Almighty foot
Curled up in a fleshy painful heap, arms flailing frantically about
Helpless to move or get help
Twists in my neck so harsh my throat is collaped,
Further unable to scream for reprieve, but also unable to breathe
In such fear of decease I stabbed a pen through my throat
And lay still as the pain caused me to black out

Then.
I slept well for the first time in along time that night