The Passage

The Passage

Caught between two anythings
Be it lovers or rocks
Much like the tickings
Of broken hearts or clocks

It's a party for a time
Then progresses into stress
Choose now to tread lightly
Or throttle the crevasse

When all is done
We re-think our tracks
Do we learn from trial?
Who's got our backs?

Caught between two anythings
Just a moment in time
The urge to write passes
My right of passage rhymes

Jimbo
02-10-08

�mental elf: 2008
�All copyrights remains with the author

Memories of You

you were my first true girlfriend
i loved having you by my side
we had an affinity for each other
you made me feel so dignified
i drew pictures of you
you were my infatuation
i broke my hand, when you broke my heart
the lesson was a hard realization

we met at the school assembly
just as you planned for us to do
you are the gift of the magi
i never even had a clue
you took my virginity
I think i stole your heart
you were loyal, but i was broken
i just couldn't play the part

everything i owned was abandoned
even kissed my car good-bye
you were a rock & roll hottie
i was all about those thighs
our relationship lost it's luster
our passion became blase
i was beyond discontented
for the best, we went seperate ways

you were a benevilent Korean
i loved you and you loved me
you showed me what life was
your heart was open, but i didn't see
i cheated on you, and lost your trust
my second lesson, brings me to tears
instead of picking up the pieces
i ran away from those fears

i met you when your daughter was 3
a year later i considered her my own
you were there when i bought my blazer
and again when i paid off the loan
you are the star tattoos on my shoulder
you brought to life our skie
we couldn't go the distance
nobody can say we didn't try

you all have left your mark on me
may my memories of you not wane
i have gathered all that you have left me
inspiration, passion, love and pain
i will protect these thought of you
i feel i have too, that i must
if the hands of time has its way
my memories will turn to dust


j.achey
6-10-09


�mental elf: 2009
�All copyrights remains with the author

We Gave Ourselves Grief

We Gave Ourselves Grief

Ive got a message in a bottle
that says nothing at all
Ive got a massive ego
that really isn't that tall
Ive got no problem
unless your problem is me
Ive got a solution
but it isn't free

you have me forever
stored inside your head
you have no idea
why i said what i said
you have lost your love
as little as it was
you have no tact
and do it "just because"

we gave it a shot
albeit in the dark
we gave the world Autumn
broken home on the mark
we gave in finally
when you left no choice
we gave ourselves grief
when you had the only voice

jimbo
1-9-6

My Blue Heaven

My Blue Heaven

Script in my hand
I just got it filled
Heavens essence
In Little blue pills
I eat a Valium
Then fade into the night
I fall to sleep soon
I give in, without fight

I double the dosage
And drink some beers
Day 2 is here
I have no fears
The night is longer
I get a sweet bend
Everything is awesome
The pills are my friend

Every day the dosage doubles
Everything seems so great
My mind a half a step slow
Having trouble trying to relate
Eating too many now
I'm almost out
I know I am losing control
Of that, I have no doubt

These little blue Valiums have me
I've dug myself a hole
I'm not Nancy Reagan
I've no will to "just say no!"
The bottle is empty
It shattered against the wall
I'm so fucked up now
I prepare for the fall

I lament the loss of my bottle
I prefer to be isolated
My attitude heinous
My health, degraded
My girlfriend has left me
All my friends, given up
On the road to recovery
Cold turkey effect, so abrupt

j.achey
11-28-05

Man vs. Gods

man vs. gods

colossal conflict begins
the war has been breached
humans, the down-trotten
all mighty power unleashed
A windstorm of death
blows across the land
lifeless bodies abandoned
in the hot arid sand
men die, in revolt
gods laugh
at crossbow & bolt
more men join the armies
more die in the fight
deities turn sadistic
heretics impaled on sight
earthquake & tsunami
tornado & flood
mountains start to topple
as the fields turn to mud
world at war
the conflict grows
human population
at all time lows
instinct to survive
forced underground
without their believers
no gods can be crowned
years without worship
legend turns to myth
vanity has no sustenance
ideals begin to drift
starving and pathetic
man turns toward the sun
greeted by a lone demi-god
a bold new era has begun
a co-existence is needed
co-dependency is the prize
with the promise of peace
new temples soon rise

jimbo 9-11-09

�mental elf: 2009
�All copyrights remains with the author