A Reflective Dream

My soul was troubled, pained and weak
Lost sight of what I'm meant to seek
My mind was overcast with stress
And thoughts complex and fathomless

And so I found a place alone
To lay my tired, weary bones
Soon I was lost to time in sleep
And so I dreamt, as I fell deep

I stumbled into fields of thorn
That cut me deep, left my skin torn
And looked into a sky so dark
Empty of stars dead of their spark

I looked around, as I wondered
What dead world was this, till yonder
By a dying tree sat a ghoul
Who fed off corpses rid of souls

Our eyes were locked in a fixed gaze
And I was thrown into a maze
Of a life full of hate and wrath
Once care-free, had begun to rot

I becamed locked inside a heart
Filled with pent-up grudges in parts
That had become so muddled up
I could not breathe, prayed it would stop

And then the gaze suddenly broke
As I jumped from my sleep, awoke
The night was still young, dark and thick
Defeaned by my breathes, coming quick

It took a while for me to grasp
That it was me, it was my past
I pondered who the being could be
Then saw, in fact, that it was me

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Detached

Numbness, and detachment from life
Unreal is the fact I'm alive
A surreal state of mind I'm in
A spirit, soul or human being?
Retracting from contact with all
Lower my head within these walls
Knowing not what or who to call
Seems each step leads to my downfall

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Pain

You've hurt me to the point I'm numb
Made me like a wretch in the slums
You've served me bowls of immense pain
You've shown who you are, clear and plain

You punished me hard for my deeds
Despite our years, and our 'lost seeds'
You've shown me pain beyond nightmares
And yet still you say that you care

How much more of this should I take?
Where I am pushed until I break
My heart is shattered, torn apart
In breaking me, you played your part

I'm done with all this hurt you've caused
And yes, I'm dealing with my flaws
So to your dismay, I've survived
No room left for pain in my life

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Urban Warrior

In the midst of evil forces
And the devil's deadly causes
I'm focusing now on my strengths
And on no man shall I depend

I stand my ground, and shed no tear
When face to face with all my fears
The pain I've felt's enough to wear
My soul till I drown in despair

The soles of my sore feet are worn
The skin of my flesh, bruised and torn
But still inside, my spirit stands
Against works of the devil's plans

I'm but a soul stuck in the midst
Of arrows fired from the beast
But I stay, battling through this war
A silent, urban warrior

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Close To The Edge

Evidently I'm a ghost of my former self
Every morning I wake up with the face of death
Feeling drained and empty of spiritual wealth
Picturing my cold corpse underneath a wreath

The world darkens my visions, I walk alone
Fighting evil spirits that surround my dome
In a constant battle, failing on my own
Feeeling guilt like I'm reaping seeds that I've sown

Pushing loved ones afar, oblivious to pain
Wondering what I'd look like with blown out brains
And I walk to the edge of the bridge and stand
Looking down to a fate that will end God's plans

A new weapon, but this one is for myself
Staring at the cold beast, sitting on the shelf
And my eyes close shut as I make a choice
To walk free from my pain, or to heed the voice

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)

Struggling Within

When I sleep, it's deeper than usual, without dreams
No visions or nightmares, no waking up shouting
My mind still feels troubled, I cannot sleep soundly
As I sink deeper, I block all that's about me

Away from distractions, avoiding temptations
Backed into a corner from pain and frustrations
I anticipate solitude and confinement
And try to control my emotions in silence

My walks are a breath of fresh air from my troubles
And I'm deep in thought as I face my life's hurdles
But moments of low feelings cloud my embarkments
And I find myself sinking into the darkness

My heart is an empty compartment of my soul
My mind is challenged with battles only I know
My nightmares have crossed into the world of the real
And now I must face them, no matter how I feel

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)