Saturday, March 31, 2012

The darkness from the trees in front of the moon
Retract what's left of the light around me and you
I take a long breath of the mountains fresh wind
I let go of my fears, and I know where to begin
As I spread my wings, and prepare for the flight
I see the distance in yor eyes, and know it's gonna be a long night
Feelings are like vibrations now, I notice my palms begin to shake
I jump, pulling the same routine, that look I cannot break
Swooping down to the ground, just above the cold dark abyss
Then to the highest cloud, where we first missed
You,

Friday, July 15, 2011

Drowning

I grow depressed with the words you've left me with
When you talk to me, I hold it as a precious gift
I humor myself with the stupidity that surrounds your mind
Smiling gently inside myself with everything I find
I'm so hungry, but my stomach has been taken care of
You live your life with absolutely no fear or dare of
Anything in which you do not completely understand
When you're drowning in ignorance, I try to give you my hand
But as soon as the neonly colored pool touches the bare of my skin
You smile as the lakes suction drags me within
From all the people, it grows from a lake to an ocean
It never goes backwards, only in a forwards motion

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Feeling Dirty

I try and tell my friends what I've got, what I've got
But everytime I do, you load your gun a take a shot
You tried to keep us behind closed doors, beneath empty walls
I wanted everyone to know, everyone including all
But you wanted everyone, but no one to really see
Maybe that's you, it's not a part of me
I'd trade it all if you only felt the pain I knew
And no one told you when I stopped eating, only brew
Was the one thing I never resisted, did you too
Feel the pain even with the slightest footstep I melt
Running in my smallest nerve, I intensly felt
Nothing, I was living in a pool of the darkest water
Everytime I'd try to come up for air, someone would push a little harder
Just to say they cared, and they had fucking feelings for me
The only response was yea-FUCKING feelings is all I can see
Just another fuck, pulled into this game by misery
So many times in endless history, I try to not let this shit get to me
But slowly and surely your plans ar right on course
Take so many tours, ridden again by a dirty horse
Not by force, being stupid by myself hurting unknowingly
I try so hard but I've already let this shit get to me

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

6

I told you not to before you had the thought to
Letting green fill your head, nothing, is that bought too
The illusion of pain this devil has introduced to
Has caused me to change the life I'm accustomed to
Scratches, revealing the tissues that make you go
Bandaids, concealing the issues that no one knows
Why did I have to look them in the eyes
Was there no sunrise, was there no surprise
Was debt granted, vaguely enchanted, inflamed to be real
The hair use to cover your face, gamed to feel
The name, the shame, the blame traced and erased working overtime
Crawling, scratching, screaming, without consent dreaming, on a dime
Fighting and biting in this purposely made plastic shell around me
Lighting the walls with this perfect enemy, who's hell, around me
This is the same goodness as you live your day to, claim to pray to
Why did I do it again, was you there to lead my within
Why that grin, exactly when and where did that begin
Lonely and confused, the thoughts have left, you try sin
This is mine, this is mine, THIS IS MINE, this is mine AGAIN
Mold the potters just as they mold the clay
Who will be there to hold you when you can't see because of the lights

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Dirt

A black aura surrounds the light in his eyes from the news hes recently discovered
A past experience has come back to haunt him, a hell he's recently uncovered
All he wants to do is dig his way out, but the man throws on more mud
All he needs is to escape, but realizing the dirts already in his blood
Realizing the dirt is nothing more than deceit from so called friends
Realizing nothing is forever, and nothing never has a path to begin
His skin is caked layer upon layer, with this new beginning, starting to learn
Everything is shit, ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt, but don't let that burn
Whatever you have, whatever you want, whatever you need, you are your own seed
Don't let anyone hold you down with dirt, let that dirt be your feed
And when you climb to the top of this bullshit mess, show him your face
Beat him down, throw him in the hole, give him every disgrace
You had to put up with him and show him your face again before you bury him
With concrete, so he'll stay caked up and even if he eats it, he'll always be slim
In a statue of his ugly self

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Life Goes On

Down beneath the cracks of the streets in our lives
Down beneath the dirt under brooms of caged house wives
Beneath the soil in which the worms take into their insides
Down under the humiliation when a jock swallows his pride
Lies the blood of ancient times shed, thoughts at last
Your childs first word said, his arm in a color chosen cast
Nothing in life is guaranteed but death, what becomes of the past
Pictures found by someone else, worth nothing, the baseball cards getting higher
Many not knowing what to be tired of, single moms getting fired
Shoes of a name, clothes of a style, an old man is retired

Realization

As I watch the smoke pour from the cigarette between my fingers
I realize nothing matters in this life where nothing lingers but lies
As many doors as I walk through, I can never forget the tries
Which all amount to another handful of nothing, quickly filling
The emptiness inside, which leaves me surprisingly revealing
All that I try, all that I want, means nothing when I'm gone
And I cut my hair the way you want it, smile at everything you say
How many times will I be your puppet in a single day
What if I cut the strings and went down roads untaken
Just for the sex, how many relationships have you forsaken
I think I'll drink myself into sobriety, then drink another shot
How uncomfortable would you be if I put you on the spot
Realize the children of the addicts feel like every minute
Do you realize your reflection, spit on the life with you in
Can you comfort me with your eyes behind your mask
Expose yourself, make love a joy, instead of a task
What is your dream, how do you want to be freed
Money, sex, power, the usual greed, please don't feed
On hates deadly seed or you'll wait and bleed
Or you will feel an empty need everytime you're alone
In a crowded room, you feel so gone