If only you could see me looking in the mirror this morning.
I was so fustrated at what I was looking at... the pain that reminded me of him.
The absolute thoughts that played round in my head.
I just wanted to be loved, and you gave me that.
But I want more.
So selfish of me to ask for more--
I just want you.
To have all of you seemed to be a crime
Pergury amongst these hearts that tell all tales.
To be held back with forces that have created no mold to bring us closer...
But to pull us farther away from our minds of logic
Free from ground; air born to flight--
Love is what you gave me...but I want more.
Come find me
Come love me
Come kiss me
Come take me
Love is what I have found
Fear is at sight
Bound to these grounds
Shivering nights
Come to my side and dont ever leave
If only for one night--
May our hearts forever be--
Within our sight
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Take a Bite
Place your fears here, I promise I won’t devour—
Constant sensation of timely timesTo lay right down in your favorite place
Now I’m ready to close my eyes
Now I’m ready to give you liesTo lose my heart in the burning sand
Now I’m ready—
Face to FaceNow I’m ready—
Face to Race…
So race to my dreams to live in yours
To lay right down in your favorite place
Constant sensation of timely times
Place your fear here, I promise I won’t devour—
Taste with your eyes born again to air
Place your fears—It is within its hour
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Floyd
"Sophisticated society soothes those who are bound to ethic boundaries.Moral duties who spoke “Do not go", and then so, wrote into the bones of the boy named Floyd."--Chelsea Lewis
Shall I Take
Shall I take this road of possiblities and place each
step underneathe me,
Shall I take these moments to uncover these strides that push me,
Shall I take notice to the those hands that hold me,
Shall I take these minds that call for me,
Shall I take these notes that flow parallel to this new found space,
Shall I take this time to begin-- and end again to this road of possiblities.
Shall I take these moments to uncover these strides that push me,
Shall I take notice to the those hands that hold me,
Shall I take these minds that call for me,
Shall I take these notes that flow parallel to this new found space,
Shall I take this time to begin-- and end again to this road of possiblities.
Tailor Made
She is she
Bright eyed minx
Tailored shoulders
Quick on feet
Every hour of every day, she brings this light from night to day
Smile that caresses and hugs many deep
She is she; those rosy cheeks
Bow in hair and curly locks that tangle
Bouncy joy and feet that bundle
Happiness she brings about
Life she spent, and life she plays
Life will come to her soon again
She is she, the toilet master
She is she, who is the princess of disaster
Twinkled crown and starlet wand
She will rule us once and for all!
Tender soul and soft little hands
Eyes that wander big
To take you by her hands
She is she; with no doubt
She is she who loved me; with no fuss or pout
Bright eyed minx
Tailored shoulders
Quick on feet
Every hour of every day, she brings this light from night to day
Smile that caresses and hugs many deep
She is she; those rosy cheeks
Bow in hair and curly locks that tangle
Bouncy joy and feet that bundle
Happiness she brings about
Life she spent, and life she plays
Life will come to her soon again
She is she, the toilet master
She is she, who is the princess of disaster
Twinkled crown and starlet wand
She will rule us once and for all!
Tender soul and soft little hands
Eyes that wander big
To take you by her hands
She is she; with no doubt
She is she who loved me; with no fuss or pout
Freedom in You
I could have told you that I was holding back for a reason of some purpose. A purpose of holding back feelings for another. I have learned to speak out my incripted codes of silence. You have made a mark on my heart and for that I thank you. To feel so free in possiblities that have no end, to show one another what this cold really mean, to speak& to know-- I have nothing to hide, my spirit is free, to linger with you forever more. I never thought I could get here and be happy with someone like you. I embrace what is now clear to me than, now, and eternal, and that is... I love you.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Resolution of the New Years
To know who you are, you must know what you are capable of. To bend further than the limits of your expectations. These works can be executed if you believe you can. For no one is like you, and no one can create abstract the thoughts or works such as you. For the world may plunder under disbelief if you choose to. Create those steps, and live within those creases, for difficult takes a day and impossible takes a week. You can be that Human who makes a mark on this life, this world, and this generation. Bleed success and pursue accomplishment. These are the things we ought to do. The thing I believe...for i shall do. Amen.
Pushing Clouds
Being away from this sickening hole of corruption that I so desperately love...I can't help but think where i belong. To understand this mind you must be taught by this mind to undergo these thoughts I possess. I could be anyone really, she just could'nt understand me. I could have killed many with the fingers that blend into these keys, that force ever ounce of these juices to flow. I could'nt tell her what I really think. I could only share what I could really do to her. I do love her--
But I also hate her; for not understanding me. But I guess i should blame myself...because i never gave her a chance.
To wheep like a willow underneathe these roots I've been placed in. Not even He could bring me back. I care to love and furrow above the rest of these mountains above skies and sing to those waters about this--
Hero upon rails i smight those figures that bellow out false hopes among fetuses that develope their furture long before birth.
I care too much to watch those fall on their knee's but to reach into my chest and clinch onto my heart to give to those who have pierced it with their knowlege of pain.
How could one be like me?
To hollow out to those that mean nothing upon the books that describes these monsters as our brothers.
I walk a fine line that bleeds water underneathe my feet.
Head held low to catch the breeze that smoothes my chin.
To the lights that write a black and white picture for me to sing--
To close my eyes and imagine you were there--
I'm I not lost?...crazy may be the word...
But sometimes, crazy people have a nack for destroying things to make beauty out of the disorder.
So I'm still in search for this light...amoung other things...false hope.
But I also hate her; for not understanding me. But I guess i should blame myself...because i never gave her a chance.
To wheep like a willow underneathe these roots I've been placed in. Not even He could bring me back. I care to love and furrow above the rest of these mountains above skies and sing to those waters about this--
Hero upon rails i smight those figures that bellow out false hopes among fetuses that develope their furture long before birth.
I care too much to watch those fall on their knee's but to reach into my chest and clinch onto my heart to give to those who have pierced it with their knowlege of pain.
How could one be like me?
To hollow out to those that mean nothing upon the books that describes these monsters as our brothers.
I walk a fine line that bleeds water underneathe my feet.
Head held low to catch the breeze that smoothes my chin.
To the lights that write a black and white picture for me to sing--
To close my eyes and imagine you were there--
I'm I not lost?...crazy may be the word...
But sometimes, crazy people have a nack for destroying things to make beauty out of the disorder.
So I'm still in search for this light...amoung other things...false hope.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Eyes on Fire
How could this feeling cycle into this recreation of this exsistence I call life. I thought i left you there for the dogs to devour--
But here I stand crying for more pain...
To beg for more of this love that lusts for my attention.
With my feet in my flame, this is all I ever wanted--
With this love that i have lost and gained, this feeling must go away.
Soon he will be waiting in vain, I have moved towards the life i have always dreamed of.
To be reborn, and life-like to this furture that draws me towards this motion of gravity--
I climbed, I ran, I dodged to where Happiness was buried.
With a shovel to dig with more than what my hands can manage.
I drop to my knees--
Its not over...I must keep moving, you must live again Happiness.
To belt out with eyes that catch on fire...
You must Live again
But here I stand crying for more pain...
To beg for more of this love that lusts for my attention.
With my feet in my flame, this is all I ever wanted--
With this love that i have lost and gained, this feeling must go away.
Soon he will be waiting in vain, I have moved towards the life i have always dreamed of.
To be reborn, and life-like to this furture that draws me towards this motion of gravity--
I climbed, I ran, I dodged to where Happiness was buried.
With a shovel to dig with more than what my hands can manage.
I drop to my knees--
Its not over...I must keep moving, you must live again Happiness.
To belt out with eyes that catch on fire...
You must Live again
Monday, October 31, 2011
November
If it could only be that voice that is not of one, but one of many. I could carry the sound of that voice to this place i know so well.
Its beneathe the lung that breathes and the liver that shivers for its feast upon this voice that echoes amoung his body. I could love such a being. But a being that could be loved as though he were a beast of many.
Running scared of this cause, im latent to his heart and plungent to his mind. I could be to him as a rose on the snow that has beauty breathing out from its thorns to caputure one.
And to tear his flesh; the beloved that drips the red that is unseen to this sactum.
Like red rain drops to the door of this holy place. I not yet ready--
But ready to hold the hand of this sollitude.
What shall i seek, for he is here and devoted.As for another, he seeks the comfort of the soft and timid. I shall not be there, but be as i may dwell ...to good fortune and lust for this body I quiver in this house of the knowing. To be taken yet again by vow.
Its beneathe the lung that breathes and the liver that shivers for its feast upon this voice that echoes amoung his body. I could love such a being. But a being that could be loved as though he were a beast of many.
Running scared of this cause, im latent to his heart and plungent to his mind. I could be to him as a rose on the snow that has beauty breathing out from its thorns to caputure one.
And to tear his flesh; the beloved that drips the red that is unseen to this sactum.
Like red rain drops to the door of this holy place. I not yet ready--
But ready to hold the hand of this sollitude.
What shall i seek, for he is here and devoted.As for another, he seeks the comfort of the soft and timid. I shall not be there, but be as i may dwell ...to good fortune and lust for this body I quiver in this house of the knowing. To be taken yet again by vow.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
John
In the black, i spoke to John...And the world had gone cold in his mind.
I didnt change in his mind
I had kept him warm...
John held my hand in desire for my heart and more.
His hands were little but he grasped like a Man
His embrace held me in the world i wanted to be in.
I was finally accepted in his eyes.
John was his name, but it was all fowl play.
As he arose to keep the calm
Another took his place.
In return I was stolen by another.
But i was not yet done with this life. For John had kept me alive.
So I kept him here in my heart as I kept the other in my pocket.
I didnt change in his mind
I had kept him warm...
John held my hand in desire for my heart and more.
His hands were little but he grasped like a Man
His embrace held me in the world i wanted to be in.
I was finally accepted in his eyes.
John was his name, but it was all fowl play.
As he arose to keep the calm
Another took his place.
In return I was stolen by another.
But i was not yet done with this life. For John had kept me alive.
So I kept him here in my heart as I kept the other in my pocket.
The Trail He Left Behind
I went to sleep-
There was a place in the world with a big black hole that closed at the mouth of the open.
I stepped into the light and began to dance in the moment of this release. I found my Love and he touched in kissed the the horizon of my sun and I followed his want up these stairs.
A disagreement had arose as my mother did oppose, to have had this love from the start.
She yelled and bellowed out the sound of hate and misery.
To be such a tyrant, i twisted her head and left her there to subside with my reason.
I Love who i love and this Love is all that i wanted.
But as i awoke he left in a haste leaving me in this place that could only displace his words with the road tracks he left behind.
I sat in the carrier and passed a dog that was half black and white.
This mother of my dear, looked down upon my feet and closed the door behind me.
I awoke-
And thus, it came true.
There was a place in the world with a big black hole that closed at the mouth of the open.
I stepped into the light and began to dance in the moment of this release. I found my Love and he touched in kissed the the horizon of my sun and I followed his want up these stairs.
A disagreement had arose as my mother did oppose, to have had this love from the start.
She yelled and bellowed out the sound of hate and misery.
To be such a tyrant, i twisted her head and left her there to subside with my reason.
I Love who i love and this Love is all that i wanted.
But as i awoke he left in a haste leaving me in this place that could only displace his words with the road tracks he left behind.
I sat in the carrier and passed a dog that was half black and white.
This mother of my dear, looked down upon my feet and closed the door behind me.
I awoke-
And thus, it came true.
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