This Featured guest is known to me as Rob (or Mad Dog). Enjoy and feel free to email me about their work and I will be happy to forward your comments to them!
Untitled (first draft)
By Rob (Mad Dog)
Lets just leave this place. Lets just drive away, and do what we want to do.
For I'm sick of coming back to the same damn place everyday.
How about we just leave today, and forget our problems, and friends.
We can leave them them behind, and do what we want to do.
I think I want to go on a slow drive to nowhere,
and you ask me if I wanted to drive.
I think I might get a new tattoo, and strap it around my arm, and have your name carved in it.
Or we could go to the west coast,
and swim our lives away.
Then watch the sun fall at the end of the day.
They say money isn't everything,
but I'd love to see them live with out it for a day.
There is a place I want to take you,
but my dreams swallow me whole.
There is a life that slowly kills me that I can't escape as it brings me down form the clouds above-
where I'm with you.
My memories are there to be seen, and heard, but no one is there to feel but me.
All I feel is alone.
Down I go all alone.
Come, and go all alone I feel so jaded.
Purple Flowers
By: Rob (Mad Dog)
Meet my friend blue he runs the show.
Hard to see when eyes are folded.
Hard to live when family trees are molded.
No longer cares about others. Holds a fruit, but keeps it whole.
Can't keep the light from fading.
When something is missing.
It's not the same for you and me.
When all the heros are dying, and all the children crying. They say come to reality. Deepest wounds are spoken. Death is here once again. Purple floweres ease the pain
Chorus>
Now the hate is coming out, can't grasp a beat,
and drum it out.
remembering things that don't matter anymore It's all so confusing!
As I lye in the plain,
purple flowers once again
I stich the wounds
you rip the thread.
With a whisper I'll be dead. Feeling all alone agian.
As I have a purple flower in my hand.
It's all so confusing!