pavement is cold

cracked and old

brittle with decay

the leaves dying

rustle and flying

in the winds

of yesterday

hear the whispers

in the corners

hear the voices

sing

ring out the truth

bring about the proof

the witnesses

to the charade

it is time for

the pity parade

look at all the broken hearts

dancing,

playing their parts

fill the streets

walk to the beats

of the tears and fears

that litter these streets

with shattered dreams

that no one hears

Written by Barbara Doduk - January 8, 2009

lightning strikes

far off in the distance

by the time the rumble hits

it's lost its resistance

rattles and rumbles low

passes us by on the road

home

and the rain starts

pitter-patter on the chrome

wipers rush and whosh

and the motor purrs alone

static on the radio

no words to hum

this is the silent night

nothing left to say

drive along the well worn roads

back home to dooms day

his fist is bloody

dried and swollen sore

she's tired

and doesn't want to hear it anymore

no excuses

for the bitter abuses

they know the score

no winners only losers

here

this is the silent fight

nothing left to say

in this blackness of tonight

tomorrow is another day

but nothing ever changes

even in the morning light

and the rain starts

lightning strikes

static on the radio

this our silent life

Written by Barbara Doduk - January 22, 2009

so you want another literal essay

shut up, keep quiet, watch what you say

write it all down, hide it away

just don't stay

can i ask you a question?

can you answer me this?

come here, go away

go there, don't stay

roxy lights

long after midnight

shouting fights

call me another name

accuse me of being the same

hate me for loving you

hate me because i am true

hate me cause i was

never her never were

can i ask you question?

can you answer me this?

come here, go away

go there, don't stay

have another drink

get the boys to buy you a round

use them, to think

feel important, in that sound

take another picture

at 2 am

when...

everybody in the bar is your friend

Written by Barbara Doduk - January 8, 2009

i see the way you look

i know the way you hurt

when you shoot them down

you lack self confidence

to just be content, with what you've got

your jealousy is wrought

to you the grass is

always greener

to you the world is

always better

- somewhere else -

i am sorry you get so bored

your lack of commitment

was what ruined your reward

your drinking, your anger, your flipped lip

telling people horrible things

and thinking you should be forgiven

time and time and time and time

again

you're the boy who cried wolf

who gets eaten in the end

you never take the blame

so blinded by your desire for fame

you think the world owes you

you live off everyone, you steal their love

beat them back with your duelling glove

then shoot them in the back

to you the friends are

always nicer

to you the fame is

always easier

- somewhere else -

you can't hack it where you are

so you dream of another life

- somewhere else -

Written by Barbara Doduk - March 16, 2008

wake up

it's time to go home

no matter how far you've come

this isn't your place

this isn't your space

in time

it's mine

wake up

child you have lost your way

even more than yesterday

keep your crocodile tears

for some one else's beers

don't pretend like

this isn't something you'd expect

don't pretend I've

suddenly become a prick

you've had this coming (for a long time)

you've made this bed (for the last time)

I'll give you a reason (to hate me)

If you want one, I've got some (to make me)

A monster out to everyone

'cause right now there's

no rhyme

no reason

you're so last season

wake up

it's time for you to go

Written by Barbara Doduk - May 4, 2008