Cody Patten

Rust In Peace

2010-03-09T11:10:00.000-08:00

I stare upon this piece of metal that ever so slowly rots away and becomes a part of the earth we live on. So much of it is gone but yet so much of it still remains slightly above the dusty desert. It has aged to the point that its age is unguessable. With colors of human waste and textures that of gold leaf, one might inquire that its easily 100 years old, although very unlikely. As it slowly chips away, I can’t help but wonder how those chips become the ugly desert soil I sit on now. Or maybe it evaporates? Could it be that instead of becoming earth’s soil that it fuses with the vey earth’s air that we breathe? And how did it get here? Perhaps there could have been a car crash. But then I begin to poke at it a little bit and make this humorous observation: it was not a car, but a stove. Why a rotting stove out in the desert? Not a clue. Maybe it could have been those crazy hillbillies that just decided to throw their broken stove down this little hill… or maybe it could have been Rob who is throwing rocks over my head in attempts to hit Jordan shortly below me. Any how, I shall now leave the stove and let it fade away and cross realms into non-existence.

Say You Love Me

2010-01-25T08:10:00.000-08:00

Love you so much.
Your skin looks perfect to touch.
As quiet as a mime.
So now I must tested Jesus's name one last time.
The door through happiness has only one key.
Please say you love me.

The pain in my heart, is to much to bare.
I need to tell you how much I care.
I feel sick every night and day.
Love is not a game to play.
f you don't love me, leave me to die.
As I sit in my room and cry.

Goodbye, my dear, goodbye...

Questions

2009-11-24T18:27:00.000-08:00

Where will I go when I die?
How did he come to be?
What will happen to me on this earth?
Will I be famous?
Poor?
Happy?
Sad?
Is this life really just a simple drop of water in an ocean of eternity?
Will my struggles through life be recognized?
Will I be happy for once?

Black

2009-11-10T06:52:00.000-08:00

Some men marry rock and roll and metal.
It's another kind of life, it gives you a new interest,
image, friends, and perspectives.
It helps souls that are black.
Some souls are black on purpose, some never intended.
Either way, it turns black into a better black.
A black more likable and understanding.
Some people can't live without metal.
Metal can't live without some people.
It's a cycle that helps out everyone.
So before some of you say that metal's end is bound,
stop and think how it's loved.
Some people, me as well, can't live without its sound.

American Dream

2009-10-23T14:29:00.000-07:00

Let us leave this ailing night,
you and I.
This place is not where I shall die.
But what I shall easily leave behind.

They don't talk to me much,
they shun me away.
But soon they will remember the day,
that I offered them my trust.
They'll wish that they became my friend.
Cuz' it'll be a privilege in the end.

I am succeeding, it feels great.
I now have money that I can flaunt.
I can now live wherever I want.
Most go to Hollywood or Vegas,
but I'll stay in my home state.

I had many dreams come and go with ease.
But this one stayed for my please.
Cuz' now I live with much wealth and no remorse.
Fame... impossible it may seem.
But now I'm living my American Dream.
And you stayed with me, in my hands, this whole time.
They cheer and yell, they love us by far.
For I stand at the ready, with my beloved guitar.

Death Has Come

2009-10-08T14:23:00.000-07:00

I have escaped His dark and evil cluch.
Helplessly I ran, restlessly he chased.
He has grabbed hold of me, I am now dead.

I have awaken from my dark slumber.
I am chained in His closet of torture.
Others chained with me... I crap myself.

I have been dragged from His evil prison.
My foot in his cluch, he looks down at me.
His hand is cold, scaley, boney, and green.

I have been strapped down to His torture table.
On the road to death, He still holds my leg.
It's then that I realized, He is the plague.

Cody Patten

2009-09-21T14:50:00.000-07:00

Cody Patten