Slippery Slope

It’s a slippery slope to when you let your thoughts voice unbridled
There may be no turning back
No more given slack
For your many imperfections
On the attack
Invites an attack
There may well be no place left to retreat or to run and hide

You will never say you’re sorry

Did you want to open the can that’s so long been under pressure?
Is there ever really a good time
Admitting to a crime?
Staring back at your reflection
Repressing signs
Seen through the times
Questioning if there still remains an ability to endure

I will never say I’m sorry

You knew they could never love you but you knew they’d always try
Even though you said the same
Through with playing the game
Falling back to introspection
No one holds blame
With emotions lamed
The only hope is to still feel at least a little dignified

We’ll forever say we’re sorry

Copyright © 2017 Mr. Flying Pig

So Long Ago Cast

I can forgive
It makes me a better man
I can learn to love again
I swear that I can
I can learn to forget you
Or at least I think I can

The wound ran deep
And maybe it had to
To make me realize
I could live without you
If you knew the tears I cried
What would your heart do

It’s too late for that
I know you don’t regret
The blade that cut through me
I will never forget
A scar that I’ll bear forever
Vulnerability never again let

Look into the future
Never let in from the past
Emotions that pass too slowly
Never meant to last
A heart forever burdened
By a stone so long ago cast

Copyright © 2017 Mr. Flying Pig

Temporary Fantasy

Sometimes I can’t help but thinking of the past
I try not to but it rears its head, time and time again

It’s lovely
It’s ugly
I’m regretful
I’m thankful

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder why life flies by so fast
Drifting out of sight like puddles absorbing the rain

I hesitate
I accelerate
It’s memorable
But I’m forgetful.

Sometimes my heart drifts away to scenes not meant to last
Floating on decisions from which I can never refrain.

Temporary fantasy?
Maybe a reality
Singing an age old song
Hope I don’t get it wrong

Copyright © 2017 Mr. Flying Pig

I thank thee

​I can’t say it’s been a perfect journey
Or that I’ve led the perfect life
But I can’t help but believe in perfect timing and divine intervention
Leading me to where I belong
With perfect family and perfect friends
And of course, the perfect wife
Making me forever gaze in wild wonder into the eyes of devotion
Helping me to sing my song
Knowing there’s a means to the ends

Thank you God for the life and opportunity you have bestowed me
I thank thee
I thank thee
I thank thee

Copyright © 2017 Mr. Flying Pig

Like It Or Not

I lose my breath whenever I think of holding you
I keep my distance
I stay away
Far in the distance
Far away from you
Far away from me
Far away from what anyone can see
Far away from you and me

I’m graced by visions whenever I’m around you
Stay away from me
Just stay away
I won’t ever look back
Far away to you
Far away from me
Far away from whatever could be
Far away from you and me

I wish it could be different
I wish we could live the fairy tale
But fairy tales only end in heartache or tragedy
In the real world
And we both live in the real world
I never liked living in the real world
But it’s the world we both live in
Like it or not

It’s the world we both live in
Like it or not

Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

Second Generation Holocaust

Second generation holocaust
So scary how history seems destined
To repeat itself
Second generartion holocaust
Wondering if it can really happen again
Can we be that blind?

All I can do
Is kneel down and pray
To the architect above
And hope he will pave the way
For a future of truth, peace and love

Second generation holocaust
I want to run and hide from it all
From dark history
Second generation holocaust
Hoping we can never again need to be reminded
That kindness needs to prevail

All we can do
Is open our hearts and pray
To the architect above
Hoping he will soon show us the way
So that one day we will learn how to love

Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

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