Coming to the Stage...

a country boy

that came from nothing
and didn't ask for much
just wanted
to be something
  to somebody

far from godly
just a humble heathen
a soulful rebel
like Kid Rock's
rock'n roll Jesus

this lonely night
he shied off the mic
just plugged up his guitar
slowly strummed his heart
and swayed from side to side

the pain had no lyrics
but you could still heart it
with every rift and chord
  feelings were coming
  from the heart he was strumming
  causing tears to start falling
to the floor

he cried in the spotlight
he didn’t deserve
he cried for forgiveness
but didn’t use words
he cried in the key
of lost innocence
he cried for being famous
at his family’s expense
he cried for his daughter
whose life he was missing
he cried through his fingers
and only the guitar listened

by the time he stop playing
sweat covered his face
he left his heart on the stool
before exiting the stage

the crowd raved and ranted
over the talented musician
but could care less about the man
after his session was finished

he gave them his soul
but treated home like a gimmick
he was good at playing songs
but couldn’t live up to lyrics