High School Poetry

I'm So Happy (She Left Me and I've Gone Insane)

Maybe another Broadway track?

Verse One
I look forward to burning in hell,
With you by my side, I’m sure, as well,
We’ll scream and shout and let out a wail,
And no one around us will care
Not there, in hell.

Verse Two
I look forward to our time in hell,
No kindness, no goodness, no laughs to share,
Just moans and groans and thoughts of despair,
And no love between us as well, 
Not there, in hell. 

Verse Three
I look forward to our tears in hell,
That wash away hopes of life elsewhere
And flood us with streams of past despair
And no break from this mem’ry cell,
Not there, in hell. 

Chorus:

And you’ll wail with me, ill wail with you,
And you’ll scream with me, and i’ll scream with you,
  
And our days on earth will never grow pale,
those fights we had will always assail,
And this we’ll remember as our final knell:
Hey look! We did it! No chance to dispel.
We’ve turned our lives into a living hell

Bridge:

And you’ll wail with me, I’ll wail with you,
And you’ll scream with me, and i’ll scream with you,
And our days on earth will never grow pale,
We’ve turned those days into a living hell.

I Look Forward To Burning In Hell

She’s an Alien
Song and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Verse 1

It’s been over a day,
She doesn’t laugh, she doesn’t play,
She sits still, she looks away,
She transmits to my thoughts, she enslaves my brain. 

Chorus

She’s an alien,
She’s possessed by an alien,
She doesn’t cook, she doesn’t clean,
She’s an alien...from Mars. 

Verse 2
It’s been over a week,
She doesn’t move, she doesn’t blink,
The whole place is starting to stink,
She’s got me on the edge, she’s making me think. 

Chorus

She’s an alien,
She’s possessed by an alien,
She doesn’t cook, she doesn’t clean,
She’s an alien...from Mars. 

Verse 3

It’s been over a year,
She doesn’t stir, she doesn’t hear,
Her skin turned blue and now it’s clear,
She’s never going to do my laundry, she’s never gonna cook my meals. 

Chorus

She’s an alien,
She’s possessed by an alien,
She doesn’t cook, she doesn’t clean,
She’s an alien...from Mars. 

Bridge

But Andromeda
It’s not a strain
To think it’s this
But then again 
It could simply be
Kepler-452b!

She's an Alien

Bullet in My Gun
Lyrics and Music by Mike Krath

The toke I take can’t fill my hollow feeling
No matter how strong I hold it against my lungs,
The emptiness endures. 
But I laugh it off
Ha ha,
I can’t help it,
I’ve turned my emptiness into joy,
The gun by my pillow a joke
I lift it up and stare into its barrel
I smile at the bullet with my name. 
Ha ha. 

I fall to my knees,
I ask for pain,
I want trials
For a life of gain,
Bring down pain,
on bended knees
The tokes I take can’t fill
my parched soul,
Bring down pain
quench this thirsty soul

I’m tired of drugs that fry my brain,
Give me a wife to keep me sane.
And children that look up 
And call my name,
Free me with pain,
with strokes of pain,

Ohhh. Oh. I want to live again,
I want to live again
Just live again,
Please,
I just want to live
Again…

On my knees
With an empty bottle of pills,
I look under my bed for one last thrill,
I find one in the corner and pop it in my till
I fly upright,
face the window
Everything is out of sight
The birds outside are singing out my name,
The plants in my window are doing the same
And the bullet in my gun is rejoicing in its aim,
I’m turning normal now
I’m feeling normal now,
Everything is normal now,
It’s going to be a happy day. 
Hap-hap-happy, hap-hap-happy

It’s going to be a happy day.

Bullet in My Gun

Gray Hair of Wisdom
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

I wrote this song for you,
When I was very young,
When the world was a large place,
And it’s heroes were unsung,
When make-believe was real,
And nothing we did was wrong.  
And passion was our guide,
that moved our love along.
Passion was our guide,
that moved our love along.

I wrote this song for you,
When your face was still so young,
When the world had become a smaller place,
And its heroes now undone,
When beliefs were challenged,
To question right from wrong,
Until all that was left was strength
To carry our love along,
All that was left was strength 
To carry our love along. 

I wrote this song for you,
When I had nothing young to say,
When the world had become old,
And it’s heroes kept at bay,
When darkness now reigned,
To block the midday sun,
But the gray hair of wisdom
Guided our love along,
The gray hair of wisdom,
Guided our love along.

Gray Hair Of Wisdom

Can I Still Love?
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

I see a shadow,
on the wall,
is it her?
I don’t know,

I hear a hand scrape,
across my door,
is she back?
I can’t guess. 

On and on,
life goes on,
I’ve gotten old,
and the beat of my heart is weak,
can I still love?

I smell a face 
from distant past,
is she here?
Not a hint. 

I feel her pains, 
that once were real,
by me?
I don’t know. 

On and on,
life goes on,
I’ve gotten old,
and the beat of my heart is weak,
can I still love?

Can I Still Love?

In a Song That Won't Fade
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Only a few came to his funeral,
But I stood outside in the rain,
I had received word too late,
In a hospital far away,
I didn’t care to see the sight,
So I took my time that day,
You see I didn’t have much love,
And didn’t wish to stay,
But I still went through the motions,
To show how much I cared.
His son carried his ashes
To his grave
While his mother cried dishonor
Had come to the family name. 
And when the preacher got up to speak,
Christ was never proclaimed,
Not then, not there,
Not in that time of shame.

If I had reached out,
Would it have made a difference,
Would it have stopped the shame,
If I had not kept my love a noun,
But a verb to slice my hate away,
Would I still have been his judge,
And not shown mercy to make his day,
To renew his hope to be a father and husband,
And not let his life slip away,
Can I ever forgive myself for not being there with him,
Even in his last days, 
When he was reaching out,
But I was hiding in my blame.
And now I am stuck
In a song that won't fade.

And I don't want to stay.

In a Song That Won't Fade

Thank You For Coming, You've Been a Terrible Audience
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Thank you for coming,
Sticking around to hear us play,
You've been a terrible audience!
You've been a terrible audience, today.
You made it all the more hard,
To put on a really great show.
But now that it's over,
Why don't you go,
Why don't you go,
Just go.

You've been a terrible audience!
You've been a terrible audience, today.
You've made it all the more easier,
To chase you all away.
All away,
Go away!

Thank you for your money!

Thank You For Coming, You've Been a Terrible Audience!

My Son's Pill
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

I woke up with another ache,
Took my son’s pill by mistake. 

My son’s pill,
What a thrill,
Off to a planet
And still there still. 
My son’s pill,
What a thrill,
Off to a planet
And still there... 

interlude

Mama will you love me
Now that I’m a druggie
Will you?
Will you?

Mama will you leave me
Now that I feel unworthy.
Will you?
Will you?

interlude

If I had wings,
I would fly,
Just need to find,
a higher rise.
If I had wings,
I would soar,
Across sugar fields to a candy shore.

interlude

I came down with another ache,
Gave me an excuse for another mistake.

My Son's Pill

This is what you get when you find your poetry from decades ago in a box.

High School Poetry
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

The silent fog,
Lifted its head,
And in its place,
Stood a girl,
With a smile,
A girlish smile,
And she vanished.

Oh oh oh,
Girl of grace,
With pretty face,
Oh oh oh,
And I love her.

The silent fog,
Lifted its face,
And in its place,
Stood a woman,
Not the girl,
But the woman I love.

Oh oh oh,
woman I loved,
From long ago,
Oh oh oh,
And I still love her.

And we laughed and we cried,
And we laughed and cried,
And laughed and cried,
And laughed and cried,
And laughed and cried,
And laughed and cried,
'Til one of us 
Finally died.

Oh oh oh,
Woman I loved,
First to go,
Oh oh oh,
And I still love her.

Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
DAW: Reason 12
VST: Varies
Loops: Reason

Lyrics:

Walking in the park
With you on a sunlit day,
Everything’s okay  
Heading towards the new place
At the corner of first and main
Going to get a burger and coke,
And talk the time away
Sitting on a bench,
Watching the sun go down over the bay.

When I’m with you
Everything is…

Walking in the park
With you on an easy day,
Eating a dog or two
From the vendor along on the way. 
Standing in line for tickets,
For a show that’s off-Broadway,
Together applauding the actors until the curtains 
Hides them away.

When I’m with you
Everything is…

Walking in the park
With you at the end of the day,
Grabbing a bite to eat,
Before heading home on the train.
Watching TV until we fall asleep
And that at half past ten. 
Looking forward to tomorrow 
Where we can do it all over again. 

When I’m with you,
Everything is..
Okay

Walking in the Park

DAW: Reason 12
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
Vocals: Mike Krath and Vocalist.ai
Various layered synths

Lyrics

Not here,
Gone again,
Not apart,
But you know the feeling.

When you ever die,
Will I be able to turn the television off,
Watch in silence. 

The television is on,
Always on,
Filling the empty silence,
The times we have, 
Not gone,
But soon…

As it always is when you are not around,
Watching not to feel alone,
So soon,
And you have gone away,
But when the time comes,
And you take that part of me away,
Will I finally turn the television off,
In silence again.

Will I ever feel comfortable,
By myself,
In a house filled with memories,
And silence.

Watch in Silence

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.