Posts Tagged ‘sad songs’

trail of destruction

May 6, 2017

You went out for some coffee
But you never came back
Now you call me on the phone
And you wanna slither back

You disrupt and take advantage
Everywhere you go
You owe a thousand dollars
To everyone I know

Do you ever stop to think
About the things you’re doin’?
Do you ever contemplate
Your trail of wreck and ruin?

You’ve worn out every welcome
From here to Timbuktu
After all the things you did
Why should I get back with you?

“I just need another chance”
Is all you ever say
Take your basket full of sorry
And please just go away

by Richard W. Bray

The Ghost of Our Love

April 8, 2017

After all the things I done
I can never hurt enough
It ain’t my conscience talking
It’s the ghost of our love

I wake up in evening
Feel you breathing on my skin
Just the ghost of our love
It’s teasing me again

The ghost of our love
Is laughing in my face
Every time I try and find
Somebody to replace it

The ghost of our love
Reminds me all the time
I’m just another scoundrel
Who cannot face my crime

by Richard W. Bray

a thousand wrong turns

March 19, 2017

I tried to feed a hunger
That grew and grew
I climbed a million mountains
For that perfect view

Never knew where I was going
But I kept pushing through
Till a thousand wrong turns
Led me to you

Been a lotta places
Where the wind blows cold
I never take advice
I don’t do what I’m told

Ended with a prize
Amazing to behold
I chased a million rainbows
And you’re my pot of gold

by Richard W. Bray

Depleted

March 11, 2017

Every breath I take
Fills me up with pain
I go out every morning
Pretending like I’m sane
I’m a lost hopeless goner
Living in vain

Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole

That smile on my face
Is a crumbling façade
Like Alfred E. Neuman
I pretend it isn’t odd
Just another day for
A stumbling, bumbling fraud

Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole

At the end of my rope
And hanging by a thread
I could’ve had love
I chose freedom instead
Still, it’s nice to know
I’ll feel better when I’m dead

Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole

by Richard W. Bray

Long List of Reasons

March 4, 2017

zzprison

I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good

I stopped to check the score
I had money on the game
I was headed out the door
When my appetizers came

I was feeling kinda lucky
My dice were getting hot
Some dude from Kentucky
Was lining up the shots

I was scared I’d miss something
I was totally right
It was the same old nothing
That I’m doing every night

I started painting red
Didn’t know when to stop
Got punched in the head
When I spit on a cop

So I’ll spend another night
In this stinky old cell
I never did you right
But I always meant well

I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good

by Richard W. Bray

If Only

February 26, 2017

zzzzifonly

If only I was taller
I’d be in the NBA
If only you were perfect
I never would betray

If only I were lucky
Things never go my way
If only I were handsome
Love would never go astray

If only
everybody
Would just let me be me
If only somebody
Would love me just for me

If only life were fair
I never would complain
If only this world
Didn’t have so much pain

If only the past
Was something I didn’t know
If only you still loved me
Like you did long ago

by Richard W. Bray

shocks and stings

February 15, 2017

zzwhitney

An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
      In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
      Upon the growing gloom.

Thomas Hardy, The Darkling Thrush

Icy winds blast frigid cold
In this everywhere of snow
Little bird you are so strong
Light up the evening with a song
Is there no place you can go
To warm your fragile feathered soul?
How can you radiate delight
On this coldest winter’s night?
The greatest courage is to sing
In the face of shocks and stings

by Richard W. Bray

The Champion of Ridicule

January 31, 2017

zzbar

In this godforsaken bar
Where all the dregs and outcasts are
I see the saddest drunks
I archive every punk-ass punk
Who’s lowlier than me
Amongst my nightly company

Perching on a barstool
Providing my narration
I’m the champion of ridicule
Dispensing defamation
For a smattering of fools
Inside my favorite location

Laughing at these losers,
These sorry woeful boozers
Is my greatest joy in life–
Once I had the perfect wife
But since she let me be
The laughs are all on me

Perching on a barstool
Providing my narration
I’m the champion of ridicule
Dispensing defamation
For a smattering of fools
Inside my favorite location

by Richard W. Bray

love him so much – hurt him so bad

January 26, 2017

zzruthbatke

And I wonder sometimes, what is it in me that hates me?
Richard Wilbur, Complaint

He was the perfect man
Every woman wants to meet
Loving and honest
And friendly and sweet

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

I beat up his sister
And slept with his dad

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

I took all his money
And burned down his pad

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

Left him demolished
And totally mad

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

Something inside me
Just has to be sad

by Richard W. Bray

And then you blew it

January 4, 2017

zzblew-it

You had your chance
And then you blew it

A precious soul
Who loved you true
Lord only knows
What made you do it
There ain’t no hope
For fools like you

You had your chance
And then you blew it

All your contrition
Don’t mean squat
You got a lifetime now
To rue it
Ain’t gonna get
A better shot

You had your chance
And then you blew it

Thought you could find
Some greener grass
She was perfect
And you knew it
No one can help
Your sorry ass

by Richard W. Bray