it's easy to hurt another human being if you're careless if you're stupid or just plain mean you can't take back the hurt you give you're gonna have to face it as long as you live it doesn't matter how bad you feel it ain't gonna help the other person heal you can't take back the hurt you give you're gonna have to face it as long as you live by Richard W. Bray
Telling more lies To prove you aren't a liar Committing arson To cover up a fire Pretending away Facts that burn your soul Pretending away Truth that takes a toll Festering lilies Troubles grow like weeds Caress and fondle The monsters that you feed Pretending away The pain and the smell Pretending away The things you never tell Cardboard illusions Menageries of glass Forsaken future Imaginary past Pretending away What everybody sees Pretending away Your own reality by Richard W. Bray
Tell me on a Friday If it isn't working out Give me two days To cry my eyeballs out I'll arise on Monday morning With a pile of work to do Before I can remember There's no more me and you The paradise where roses bloom Is just another lonely room Tell me on a Friday When my day is done And all my happy hopes Can set with the sun I'll have 48 hours To completely fall apart Then I'll pull myself together And resuscitate my heart The paradise where roses bloom Is just another lonely room by Richard W. Bray
Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell. —Emily Dickinson
I heard a funny story I saw a good film So many things I wanna tell you Things to make you smile So many things I wanna tell you Every single day So many things I wanna tell you But you went away I had a bad day I wanted to cry So many things I wanna tell you To help me get by So many things I wanna tell you Every single day So many things I wanna tell you But you went away I pulled myself together Dug out of my ditch So many things I wanna tell you Life is such a bitch So many things I wanna tell you Every single day So many things I wanna tell you But you went away Everything that happened Was better with you So many things I wanna tell you But there’s nothing I can do So many things I wanna tell you Every single day So many things I wanna tell you But you went away by Richard W. Bray
To tease em, and thrill em, to torture and kill em,
Is her delight, they say
—Hard Hearted Hannah. Lyrics by Jack Yellen, Bob Bigelow, and Charles Bates
never said
i was nice
you got some sugar
with your spice
now it’s time
to run along
here’s a dime
to call your mom
never said
i was nice
love isn’t always
paradise
thank your stars
you got to be
with someone
as cool as me
never said
i was nice
please don’t make
me tell you twice
it shouldn’t be hard
to find the door
you don’t amuse
me anymore
by Richard W. Bray
rain outside your window
breath upon my arm
cruel & crazy universe
ain’t doing me no harm
deliver me from tempest
in a cozy little room
shelter me till morning
with your body’s silent tune
all is made to fade away
and every creature dies
people come and people go
and only love abides
by Richard W. Bray
The way you changed my life
No, no they can’t take that away from me
—Ira Gershwin
i could have
loved you better
in a million
different ways
you’ll be in
every moment
till the bygone
of my days
everything
that came before
was leading
up to you
everything
i’m feeling now
is from your
residue
i’m better
cuz of you
in a million
different ways
you’ll be in
every moment
till the bygone
of my days
by Richard W. Bray
somewhere there’s a rainbow
as beautiful as you
i ain’t never seen it
but they tell me that it’s true
somehow you appeared
when i was falling apart
you sheltered me from chaos
with your beautiful heart
sometimes life is vicious
it takes everything away
it left me with a hurting
that’s impossible to say
somehow i keep going
what else can i do?
with a little bit of hope for
the world that gave me you
by Richard W. Bray
We’re good together
It’s ready to start
Will I jump over the moon
Or get kicked in the heart?
I hear a song playing
For me and for you
Is it Over the Rainbow?
Or Little Boy Blue?
I’m a little bit timid
If you’ll pardon my scars
Does this stairway go down
Or straight to the stars
I’ve been here before
And it didn’t end well
Will you be my salvation
Or my ticket to hell?
By Richard W. Bray
masochism is lots of fun
my psyche is a loaded gun
I maximize my agony
by blaming everything on me
masochism is really cool
a crackerjack survival tool
I got booze and chemistry
to lubricate my misery
masochism is my best friend
we’ll be together till the end
it puts my nerves on overdrive
and makes me feel so alive
by Richard W. Bray
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