7 years

Written By Glenn McCrary & Riyah Walton

It's been 7 years since my eyes have been sober,
no pain nor heartache to make them drown
I have become numb to every poisonous drop of the pain
along with the accompanying sounds.

It's been 7 years since my heart has been alone,
ripped apart from the comfort of yours
ever since then a river of guilt has flowed from it
and I was thrown completely off course

The stitches I used to hold it all together,
are bursting at their frayed seams
and blood is drowning my aching chest
the pain of losing you
is killing me slowly as it seems.

I can barely breathe but somehow I find a way
because to my lungs you are like carbon dioxide
I have gone on a quest in search of better days
but sometimes I feel like I've died and been revived.

My heart beats gotten weaker and weaker
although my spirit to recover will never die
for every heart break can only make me stronger
and when I'm stronger i can only survive.

Because in this world survival is must
but yet again so is loyalty and trust
yet sometimes trust can make us all into slaves
that's why most secrets are better to take the grave.

So in my hand I'll carry my heart
And where my heart goes I'll treasure our promises
And I'll run till I'm hidden and alone in safety
and I'll live happily when I'm away from vicious predators.

By Glenn McCrary & Riyah Walton





© 2010 Glenn McCrary & Riyah Walton (All rights reserved)

Bleeding Angel

Written By Glenn McCrary & Tyler Nytchay

As I lie in my bed, I think of nothing but feeling happy. When I got my morning coffee, smelling the delicious aroma, I remember the one thing that I tried to forget. The one thing that hit my heart, hit my heart as if a brick had been dropped on it.
Crushing it causing my heart to bleed to levels of the extreme
I felt like I had lost everything that I had ever wanted
The spell that had been cast upon me was now starting to fade away.

I wanted to scream, scream till my heart had nothing to scream about. I tried so hard not to cry, even though I had no more tears to shed. They would just become empty tears of something that would slip away from me.
Slipping so fast as if my tears were sand grains in an hour glass dissolving over time.
Oh I wish I could rewind back to a happier time when our romance was just starting to blossom like roses.
How I would give anything just to go back to that moment
Those were the happiest moments of my life and now you’ve left me behind in this harsh, cold world without saying goodbye. I wish you could just come hold me and kiss me one last time, to reassure me that everything will be alright, but I know it won't, no matter how many sweet lies you tell me. It won't be alright. Cause I won't be with you. You are the key to my happiness only you can unlock the treasures of my heart.
Without it I'm just another hopeless romantic, just waiting for the right one to come along.

By Glenn McCrary & Tyler Nytchay




© 2010 Glenn McCrary & Tyler Nytchay (All rights reserved)

Press Play To The Music Of My Heart

Written by Riyah Walton & Glenn McCrary

Exploring the depths of my heart

Revealing inner thoughts that have been left unsaid

Pressing play on all of my different emotions

Seeing which one reacts best when I put them to the test.



Searching in the crevices of my soul

Trying to find and create my inner self

Dancing through the turbulence of the process

Because I can't fall further down than I've already been.



I've been restricted for so long

By an invisible wall guarding my happiness

But I've finally broken through it

And now my victory is bliss.



This day would come eventually

I was unsure of what time frame

Though all that really matters now

Is that I'm basking in it's flames



I'm running towards my new found heart

instead of running away like before

I'm cradling and fixing my negatives now

And still aiming to be pure.



I'm standing strong on solid ground

The negatives are crumbling at my feet

I'm stronger now I've found my inner self

And now I'm stronger and more wise to defeat.



My heart used to ache from the darkened days

The book of success was one I'd struggle to read

But my smile will now shine and guide the way

To a life I've now realised I was born to lead


By Glenn McCrary & Riyah Walton




© 2010 Glenn McCrary & Riyah Walton (All rights reserved)

My One True Love

Written By Glenn McCrary & Tyler Nytchay

Your smile was a symbol of Heaven
Whenever it was revealed
You were my lucky number seven
All of my wounds you healed

Images of you
put a smile on my face,
And warms my tender heart.
An image I can’t erase.

Words can't even describe
The way that you make me feel
With you I felt so alive
I'd never felt something so real

You’re always on my mind,
Every day and every night.
How I wish I could rewind,
To when everything was right

Someone like you
I could never ever replace
Even if I tried to
It’d all be just a waste

Because you’re one of a kind,
You bring out the light in my eyes.
Girls like you, are hard to find,
Finding you was my ultimate prize.

I wish you could feel my heart beating
Full of undeniable love and truth
I wish you could feel me breathing
Every breath your memory soothes

Oh how I wish that your beautiful
brown eyes could see
That our hearts were made for each other
Maybe it was meant to be

But still I will always love you
No matter where my heart will lead
In my world no one's above you
You are all that I need

By Glenn McCrary & Tyler Nytchay




© 2010 Glenn McCrary & Tyler Nytchay (All rights reserved)

Heart Break Heart Rape

Written by Riyah Walton & Glenn McCrary

My heart has been raped by mendacious happiness

Purity has evaporated into blank nothingness

Surrounding myself in false reality

Has played games with and beaten my mentality

And now even the best plastic smile

Could not mask my pain.



Because honestly the pain never ends

Over me it constantly showers

But other times it's only brief

Sometime it lasts for hours

All I know is that I want it all to fade

Far into the distant shadows

Casted off into the shade.



But this pain wont fade effortlessly

I need to show strength use some brutality

Because mellowing in the shallows

Only works for a little while

As It wont be long till the flashbacks of rape reappear.



So I will work hard to meet my demands

And I will do the best that I can

To make my life less of a living hell

'Cause I've been cast up under a spell

That has been manipulating my soul

And the things I've said and done

Have made my blood start to run cold.



So now I'll retreat into the judgmental world

Tell my story freely without masking it with lies

And the truth will sting,

Because heart rape is an awful thing

But soon I'll be free

From these teary eyes.


By Glenn McCrary & Riyah Walton




© 2010 Glenn McCrary & Riyah Walton (All rights reserved)

Depleted

Inspiration has faded
Imagination’s become jaded
Fallen short from what I’ve created
Battery life is depleted

Walls are blocking my passion
Deriving anger as a reaction
Pen and paper have lost attraction
Battery life is depleted

My ink has gone silent
Emotions are getting violent
Robbed of power that I lent
Battery life is depleted

I shall return soon
Never gone don’t assume
Need to recharge to resume
For now I am depleted

By Glenn McCrary



© 2010 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)

Recharged

Inspiration has returned to power
My pen and paper no longer cower
Magic is blossoming like flowers
Battery life is recharged

Words strike fierce like lightning
Poetic horizons are brightening
Burning passions are heightening
Battery life is recharged

Rhymes are resurfacing upon new pages
Verses are breaking free from their cages
Imagery's painting its way through stages
Battery life is recharged

My poetry has been revived
And now I feel more alive
For rhythmic creation I thrive
Battery life is recharged

By Glenn McCrary



© 2010 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)