we walk through this darkness alone on our journey
walking down these empty dirt roads
sometimes we get so impatient we just want to run
hidden within these blackened paths is our final destination
we spend our entire life trying to chase it
but when we finally reach the crossing we're not ready to be done
we walk through puddles of falling rain
like tears not yet gone dry
we trip, we fall into the dirt
most keep trying though not always sure of why
we pass the withered foliage forgotten as they crack beneath our steps
once so new and lively we now wait for a fresh growth
we look around us as we travel
we see many plants but stay close the the accepted, the familiar
many times the unidentified go untrusted, & if too exotic we may loath
This Life Is.
Confusing.
This Road Is.
Long.
There Is So Much Around We Can.
Loathe.
But It's Love That Keeps Us.
Strong.
we cherish the bits of light that flutter through our darkest nights
leading us on our way
we try to escape some moments when we experience them
yet we miss them as they fade into the gray
Life, Love and Loathing.
you can't have one without the three
Thought they all would seem to clash.
we find somehow they balance out
leading us to where we're supposed to be
Into the arms of an angel or into the devils hands
By the end of our road maybe we'll finally understand
that through this life, love and loathing and how on our journey we use our three
could determine when we find our final crossing,
our destination, & eternal company
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I FOUGHT THE LAW
Fit in.
So many people trying to.
Can't Win.
Cause the rules keep changing as we go.
You Lose.
When they decide it's time to end the game.
So Choose.
Find out how you want to define your name.
YOU.
Who are YOU really?
I.
Can see ME clearly.
In our lives we see so much of what the world wants
We hear these words we see these faces
We get caught up in what they say should be
These are the lines we follow, our life traces
Every little smile Every little inch Everything so perfect
Fit into their rhyme.
Wear the nicest jewelry Buy the pretty brands Be the coolest label
I ain't got the time.
No time for these perfectly imperfect laws
this government of what they think society wants
No time to take time to be something I'm not
they can not take it at all or they can take what I've got
You say I'll never be like you
well let me thank God for that
I don't want to be one to
follow these laws that our media spat
Why can't you just be yourself and stop trying to be someone
someone the way they want you to
don't let your cloth be spun
Spun by lies disguised by opinion placed in all their minds
If you look closer at what they say I'm sure that you could find
It's all just mirrors and make-up and cliches that some may follow
Yet you base your life on this giant mask and in their words you wallow
Like a dolly on a K-Mart shelf
waiting to be bought
wasting all your precious gifts
wanting to be sought
STOP.
worrying about how many people don't approve.
NOTICE.
all around you and appreciate the ones who do.
Contrary to popular belief
it's not all bread and butter
yet you pile it on your slice of life
living under words they sputter
If you keep trying to find a place
you might soon lose yourself
to piece in the puzzle you always race
while the solution lay dusty upon the shelf
Believe.
In what you have to give this world.
Achieve.
So much if you take a chance.
Yourself.
Is something you don't have to be told to be.
Normal.
Doesn't exist, live your own life, stay free.
Don't let society put shackles on you
Don't let the world build your home
Pick your own bricks, mix and match
Make sure your happy where you roam
You can be important
without them saying you are
we all have wings to fly higher
it's up to you to say how far
It's sad for me to go on thinking
For so many of you the battles of the courts has just begun.
No matter what don't ever give up trying.
I fought the law....and I won.
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THE LAMB AND THE LION
Destruction you did bleed him
upon his trembling flesh
now you burn with marks unwilling
to stop his anguish while it's fresh
He does look delicate
within the grasp of four devils hold
he cries silent tears keeps loyal still
his complaints remain untold
Shelter thee from peril
but only in your mind
though he seems so helpless
in you, weakness, cowardice, a home will find
Do not turn your ears from the screams you made sound
twas your foolishness which led to place
his face upon the ground
Keep your gaze upon the horror you awoke
Reap the pain you sewed on him, by words you left unspoke
May you..burn within your guilt
May you..drown within your regret
May his heart stay pure and forgive you still, May you never forget
God Bless Your Soul for when it comes to sacrifice he be the only
yet yours be the one left diseased, tainted, bitter still, and lonely
strong and weak, defined by the site, which intentions lie in
You'll come to see that in the end,
Lamb has more power than the Lion.
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STORMS OF THE SAVIORS
Sacred dew drops slip slow from above, kissing rose petals that wilt
Angels crying, hiding hell sewn secrets, beneath their falling crystal quilt
Vibrant colors wait blurred behind clouds filling black before them
Immortal beauty beyond undefined, distant thunders can't condemn
Oracle eyes flashing flood, sweet star to ebony skies
Reality sends storms before revealing rainbows. Heaven Supplies.
Sanctuary in day leaks light. Unknown without the dark dead night.
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CUTS WITHOUT SPACES
Ebony billows.
It's presence leaks forth terror and dread.
Empty eyes willow.
Staining pillows where they rest their head.
Control lost.
Scattered amongst slivers of sanity.
Beyond cost.
Gone forever with every sense of humanity.
Millions of bodies burnt away
From chilly flames that lick at the flesh
The scent of roses grows to stray
The smell of ash still lingering fresh
Flowers wilt with passing smoke
Lips kissed upon the gray
Dreams once kept, harshly woke
Nightmares live in day
Abandoned compassion soon forgotten
The rules of hell have now been drew
All fruit but the apples of Eden turned rotten
Poisoned soil where they grew
All will taste the toxin of him
Angels will fall and shatter
Hope for spirits turning grim
Erased eternal in the latter
The heavens will cry out acid rain
Black crystal softly flows
The keeper of saviors and bringer of pain
Which makes the heartbeat slow
Shadows upon me shade each ray of light
The sun is eclipsed with the moon
The cosmos now in an endless fight
Embracing the tainted noon
Heal thy anger with passion
Conceal present with faded memory
Disassemble the ship that you crash in
Toss every essence in depths of the sea
Follow the little that's left of luminescence
Do not give in to loss with acquiescence
Distract your dark soul and begin your convalescence
Starve the craves of hunger till they're left in evanescence
Ti's the only road to survival
Within shifting infernos of sin
To gain alliance and comfort in the arms of the rival
To end it all before it may begin
This is our past, our present, our future, our fate.
The sands of time are slipping quick.
Check for cracks in the hour glass before it's too late.
Anticipating the clock's final tick.
Be grateful for breath and the scars you have
Which lightly grace your skin barely seen.
For the day may come when your living dead
When your wounds have no space in between.
Remember there may be a time when you look in the mirror
With your reflection unrecognizable. A clear broken face.
Use your knowledge to prolong the hierarchy of fear.
Till no mind is left at all.
Before cuts have no space.
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BLURRY LINES
Books are a lot like life sometimes
Though it's hard to understand
The power that your carrying with you
Holding in your hands
Each day a sentence, a few words
Within the story you write
Each page a year, chapter a decade
With many turns of day and night
You can skim to the pages before
Though you can't remember them perfect then
You keep reading and you can take breaks sometimes
But you can never foresee the end.
I listen now to a tragic loss
Waters filling my eyes
Reading the book, or trying at least
Staring at hazy lines.
I realize these situations are tears
Swirling our lives out of focus as we look
Things aren't always as they may appear
Life's a blurry book.
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OH EVE!
Oh Eve!
What were you thinking?
Following a snake
What were you thinking?
Before your mistake
What were they thinking?
Lips circling dread
What where they thinking?
Gracing poison red
What was he thinking?
Following a muse
What was he thinking?
Did he have the strength to choose?
Oh Eve!
Your desires deceived you..
Cursing your daughters soon enough.
Naive. You couldn't see through.
That sinful, hellish bluff.
Oh Beauty!
In the garden.
It was soon ripped from your face.
The eyes were never pardoned.
Those of the future now disgraced.
Oh Heaven!
No longer earthly.
For you and your lover made it sure.
Betrayed the one who birthed thee.
Who loves forever pure.
Oh God!
Forgive thy child.
Why do you leave us all in sorrow?
Changing tame to ever wild.
You've tainted our tomorrow.
Oh Sleuth of Satin!
Say, how could you?
Find such delight in drowning harmony?
Was trickery all that you could do?
To find your flames some company?
Land shook quick with lightning
For up above the angels screamed
Within the core crimson overflowed
As the charcoal demons gleamed
One taste of sin and she was hooked
The warning did not save her
Her blood was boiling, heart was cooked
Within seductions flavor
Exile was your eternal prize
Was it worth the juice you savor?
Apple elixir made fate revise
With you the stones engraver
Oh, how the mighty have fallen..forever sinking
Oh, abyss of our souls.. with punishment linking
Through crimson fruit, our blood she was drinking
Unanswered, we ponder.
What was she thinking?
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SHARP STEERING ON ROCKY ROADS
[The mind twists and turns,
each lane with no exception
steering sharp on rocky roads,
lost without direction.]
When my confusions sleeps I see a man
Arms circle my body and finger tips slide on tempted surfaces
Beautiful and horrifying images enrich my hungry imagination
Dark creatures and Fairytales reality soon replaces
I must have woken up on a bed of nails
I'm sure I feel the needles in my skin
Twisting me inside out until my heart is naked
Every carving easily read,
Is this how it's always been?
An urge tells me I wish my eyes had stayed shut
The crimson boiling hot tells me why
Under flesh abandoned by care viens lay empty
Every escense of life has run dry
It feels so new when I try to stand up
At the mercy of my own surrender
I can sense a name glued in my mind
The letters are clear, but unidentifiable
Non-existant source and no return to sender.
When I finally grace the earth my knees betray me
Gone weak with emotions my eyes can relate to
I can tell by the waterfall drowning my viens transparent
A cloak much to thick for blood to get through.
Death. The only word I know to be a true statement
Life. Is one I am pondering in vain
But what's in a name?
Would syllables give me release?
Was a title once the sanctuary of my pain?
The ground is quaking and soon it splits
Sending me under a tidal wave of ebony and silk sheets
The shadows overpower my soul, hidden by unsuspicious lace
Hands reach out but disreguard worries with a velvet mask
Unable to touch the center of splinters and metal edges.
I see picture flashs and cloud my reality
If I have a reality at all
I see dream man's face, a lover? a stranger
I sense from his lips a voice that makes me fall
I see ones I love? forgotten and raped,
I see ones I love? murdered and used
I see ones I love? walk away in the silence,
I see ones I love? leave hope battered and brused
I crash into a dark corridor.
The walls overflow as echoes cackle and taunt.
I'm still tracing every line in the faces.
The one that console me still bitterly haunt.
The past is still in mind and yet not my own
A girl is crying and I hold her in my arms hiding my fear
A boy is dying and I am not there to stop the metal poison
Regrets and worthless illusions of blood, sweat, and tears
My existance is a storming mockery of the skies
Heaven and hell entwine with subtle expectations
I can't help but scream out for help on the inside
For on the out I remember no salvation
Lighting Strikes.
A blinding flash illuminates caskets and kisses.
Thunder Rolls.
I spill myself in song. Ears embrace both catches and misses.
Clouds in my eyes.
Rain even when waters fall behind blindfolds and crystal crust.
Concrete with smeared chalks lines.
Passionate petals once fallen from a rose of romance and lust.
A stage with curtains closed.
The audience murmors with wishes of an encore.
A silluohette takes charge of my view and smiles.
I watch red lips and their melody pour.
A pen upon a notebook.
Lying over scars scrawled in ink on paper decorated with dripping diamond.
Each line shed with ease.
By me? A young girl listing dreams with faith for tomorrow.
Searching for someone to help her find them.
Princess.
Baybe.
Darling.
Angel.
People call me everything and nothing at all.
The Singer.
The Writer.
The Lover.
Undercover.
I shrink under the stares of a label gun and crawl.
Running from the lips strung with amo
Escaping from the armed tongues
From the fingers, a necklace too tight
From a life pulling air from my lungs
I am only survielance on a puzzle left undone
Pieces put together wrong
Walls built then knocked down
Destruction only for fun
But then why has she chosen to strive?
Who is this face following? Reason to survive?
Why do wings flutter and cut the ashes of a burning heart?
Among the endless clutter blind eyes see a new start.
Forgotten anguish and agony long lost will beg.
Wanting alms to hold up their side.
New layers protecting what's already a casualty.
One with no more to provide.
The cuts have no spaces on her unrecognizable reflection.
A hollow space. Just emptiness drawn with swords and swear words.
Promises linger. Memories go unremembered and alive.
Glints of paintings now faded fly by with captions unheard.
Waiting to wake up from the nightmare invading my fantasy.
Digging in caves for gold in a world of brass.
I am not even a letter when all twenty-six are invaded.
Shaded in by confusion on a Blank Canvas.
My only road to existance
I've broken the mirror.
Drawing an ace with a hole in the heart.
Cupid's deadly spear.
I lose my bet and the map is no more.
Two eyes blur out of focus gripping a hand of cards.
Nails cause flat tires making patience detour.
Faces stray leaving mine in
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Sh
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ds.
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PERSECUTING POISON
"good" girl
Ms. anything but wrong
"pretty" ^^prin/\cess^^
Ms. smile and nod
Outside the angels ~envy~
but within she's just a =(= M O c k I n G =)= frown
Inside she's her own heart's play thing
she's what happens when a rainbows upside down
[bad] girl
Ms. everything but right
[hideous] >w.h.o.r.e<
Ms. frown and cry
Her soul is replaced with desire
Pantihose are her only protection
She's tired of her tears causing fire
touch envoking the flames ressurection
Jumping off of rooftops sounds like a hobby
crashing on concrete is sweeter than falling in love
So she keeps her chin high as they pass through the lobby
a gratefully willing victim of
R\/a\/p\/e
-destruction-
p.a.i.n
=seduction=
death
and life
The Same.
$understanding$
:anger:
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|danger|
!Bitch!
is her
Only Name.
They don't call her baby
she doesn't have expectations
there's no and buts or maybe
in pure lusting relations
no need for excuses
nor extreme observation
walls santify secrets
while they ruin reputation
She always closes her eyes
all they see is glitter
emptiness inside is hidden
addiction, sin, stains, & scars that litter
Trashed.
Deep in waste.
The toxin is too much to bare.
It floods itself in camoflauge.
from ashes to angel hair.
The voices in her head don't argue
she always agrees
She's never disappointed anymore
there's only them to please
Ebony eyeliner and crimson lipstick come natural
To the untrained eye she wears naked skin
To the well trained her pieces lay the same
bare and pale within
Come one come all to watch her dance
Puppet with broken strings
The perfect toy for any girl or boy
to dress in diamonds, blood money & rings
She doesn't need controlling
she's a masochist at her best
Supply the pain and domination
her desperation draws the rest
May as well smear her blood on to cover
there's no difference in red
No one cares if she drips as she's driving
swerving wet roads as their painting her bed
Dreamland is tainted
Pillows are soiled silk and velvet in vain
Nightmares live & sleep escapes
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Neon colors replace neon signs
Strobe lights slow down the pace
Before the truth is hung in flashing red
with hickeys on her face
Painful *kisses* & vampire 'bites'
Concealed beneath the abyss she throws all of her toys in
Her backs turned from her heart,
Walls painted bright
Persecuting Poison.
"good" [bad] girl.
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THE STRENGTH OF WORDS
A line
under the oceans mirror
balancing a bird
wings are gently folded, at it's side
A book
under the suns reflection
woven web of word
hands wishing to fly too, open covers wide
Eyes twinkle and smile lingers
Upon the page following finger
Underneath ebony ink embossed
Only to find it wasn't worth the cost
In distress again the covers closed
Eyes roll, disappointment imposed
One notices and then near strides
Wondering why red lips sighed
Tossing the book in patch of soil
A sigh again of sweet turmoil
A turn of head, beckoning gesture rung
Letters to tango quick with tongue
Hoping it would find relief
Syllables sought by heart of grief
Pieces possibly would find a calm release
Yet dispair, weakened words, no strength, no peace
A frown, a sigh, a laugh, a smile
Beauty to leave the world numb
A shake of head in shallow while
The deepest of wisdom
"It's not you who finds strength in words
Words must find strength in you
No song would sing No echos heard
If no emotions drew
Rack not your brain to find the truth
Imagination and soul reveal
Dreams are not devoured after youth
Open your cover up and feel"
A broken pride and shame inside
When down the foot was put
The hands with lines too much to hide
Reached out to brush off dust and soot
Trust not the words to free your love
Let not ink spill all thinking of
Take key to shackles where doubts do hover
Look deeper and brush off your cover
Pages turn to bring essense to rhyme
hearing the unheard
above reach of hands and fingers
A book. [[ Divine ]]
Glass globe traps fantasy beyond time
woven web of word
above the dirt weaves wings to soar
[[ Doubt deferred ]] A line.
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PAINTED
Plastic flowers, painted vase
hot wax burning; melts
I keep my eyes fixed on petals-- that never fall
I tend to miss the acid rain-- that always drops
Never twisting my neck to see the plate; drowning in Satan's scent
I keep my nose focused on the petals-- with no aroma
Failing to hear the drip drop; echoing in puddles of lava
I keep my ears listening to the petals-- with no cascading crystal
Unable to taste the lingering fragrance; smog invading air once cleansed
I keep my tongue tasting the petals-- no sugar savorable
Wondering all along why they were not picked fresh
Pondering again and again why they choose perfect beauty plastic
[[ before red reality ]]
The candle shrinks slowly;truth in wax of white;While lies of paint and plastic never wilt
[[ Inanimate; Consciousness-- never changing ]]
Watching my reflection in painted glass; swirling around plastic perfection
I abandon the candle burning for affection; falling till there's no wax to shelter
the fire shining bright
For now I keep my eyes on the petals
[[ that never fall, never wilt ]]
Distracting your own sight until the day
you twist your neck and see the truth; once dull, now glowing hot
when the blaze spreads and wilts the petals, that never fall
when wax molds a better vase than brush could draw
The old will bust and waves will flood, glass water.
you'll fear crimson devouring all in it's way; desperately you look back to see
in shock; how I am
..Fake..
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AFTER HOURS
Apparition
Evanescence
-----------
Fading to a world beyond in evanescence, my heart pieces, complex covalescence
The third eye blind with intuition, detects a divine apparition
Body drifts above [[as ash and dust]], soul beats quick with love [[lust and trust]]
As vision forms a silhouette, ebony behind, horizon set
Spirit soars beyond time to heaven's gate,
----Essence never as alive, when breath came too late
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THE CORE OF EMOTION
To describe every emotion
In one word; No more - No less
That lights the spark and the explosion
Till nothing can surpress
.Passion.
Undeniable and Undefiable
.Proof.
Quaking and Breaking
.Hearts.
Starting and Stopping
.Action.
.It all starts with Passion.
Anger leaks like water to eye lids
Slipping sorrow when pressure grows
Spreads like gasoline to the fire
Engulfing till it overflows
Devotion attaches desire well
Till it sticks like honey and lingers sweet
On the edge of the tongue to never stray
With an aching need that none can beat
Fear caresses nerves with ease
It holds us on the tip of sanity
Envy runs in hand with Ego
Avoiding every inch of vanity
Similar are shame and pride
With either unbalanced we shall tumble
Timid, maybe confident
Either way at one point all shall fumble
Happiness along with heartbreak
fly on the wings of love
Lust feeds off of pain and pleasure
Cupid addicts with shots, that there of
Amazement, Awe and Inspiration
string together in a web of Disgust
Giving reason to wave words around
Betray reality with dreams we trust
Surprise and expectation
Both give us quite a shock
For when the either rise or fall
Understanding with confusion locks
Arousal, Ecstacy, Disappointment
All rolled up in one
Connecting to the purest sin
Heaven and Hell of fun
Sympathetic indifference
To care or not to care, that is the question
Final and indefinate
We all have our exception[s]
Yet this I find is one without
An opposite attraction
Passion is the key to feeling
To my satisfaction
Maybe you strongly disagree
Look again at the fragile defense that you fashion
Intensely believing, your hearts not decieving
This Feeling. Well, that must be it then..
*
*Passion**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
POPulation Problems [NAKED]
I love you [naked]
Amour Ne Diminue [naked]
Im happy..lifes good when you are[naked]
I don't want to be sappy..let's not go too far [naked]
Just be filled with joy [naked]
Everyone will come close when they are[naked]
Reach out, touch somebody[naked]
not on the surface, deep inside, deep as their heart [naked]
Make someone drop their jaw [naked]
At the love u spill[naked]
Leave their tastebuds in awe [naked]
With how much sweetness you fill [naked]
We need to get down and dirty [naked]
Of this cleanliness we are not worthy [naked]
Tell the world your opening wide [naked]
Show them all just what's inside [naked]
Stand up, don't just lay down [naked]
Grab your bag of tricks and go to town [naked]
Don't take no for an answer and just sit [naked]
You can break the barrier [naked]
So go do it! [naked]
We can form a bond [naked]
I'll connect with you, tight [naked]
I have so much love, of everyone I'm fond [naked]
So let's make things right! [naked]
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DENYING DREAMS & KNITTING NIGHTMARES
Floating on the brink of immortal existance
I'm left without a prayer to distract my mind;
Slowed quick by timid tongue's eternal resistance
Patience persists; leaving proof of faith hard to find
Behind oak eyes tainted; ivory iris blind
I search; struggling for any reason to believe;
Beyond severed senses and spirit you entwine
Hollow sanctuary awaits my company
Thunder strum in mute walls, echoing endlessly
Beneath broken tiles, blood plastered lies misplace
Doors lead you deep in places you've already seen
Dungeons decorated in chains of silk and lace
A castle filled with portraits of your reflection
Wrapped; Trapped in gates of fire and ice built far too tall
Self destruction is hidden by pearl perfection
A Heaven glossed surface; Hell refuses to fall
To the core; While each grey pebble floats above soil
Drifting with the breeze and rising with shallow tides
Evermore; flooded by breaking waves; love's turmoil
Under depths mirroring twilight tattered truth hides
Threading drenched sands on the Siren's silent shoreline
Heart moans for lost songs yet heard; Spinning false escape
My voice twisting words yet unspoken or defined
Nightmares drown; Refusing sleep where dreamcatchers drape
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OUTSIDE THE BOX (defining infinity)
The delicate petals of a rose and their concrete sheet
The body lost beneath the rubble, the heart that claimed defeat
The soul facing freedom, autumn kissing spring. Where summer is eternally; Everything.
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SECRETS OF THE SHORE
Inspecting every inch
of nothingness.
My eyes fail to grasp the significance.
So tell me now,
why do I drown?
In the depths of humanity.
How is it fire burns my flesh,
as ashes fall to reveal
the source of my reflection,
while fire goes unseen?
How is it nerves shiver,
while all ice assists your heart,
in growing colder?
While those willing to give,
beg to have
Those able to have,
are refusing to give.
While those strong enough to live
fail to survive.
Those weak enough to die
refuse to live.
My questions lay unanswered
and soon to be forgotten.
Left in the shadow of my soul
drug through sand on broken heals.
Before red tides rise,
staining your hands,
and crushing every grain,
brave enough to speak.
But eyes will search
indefinitely.
For hope once left behind
in gold and glitter,
now one tip of the hourglass.
As they run through life
Inspecting every inch
of nothingness.
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HACKNEYED HALO TRAGEDIES
Only shooting stars in her eyes
A flicker of heat on her hips
Quick glances and tainted lips.
Dull shades of peach
and pretty potential.
Broken wings
and existential
dreams
she built
and could not reach
wilt
Loveless
Virgin
Bleached.
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"THE GREATEST MAN I NEVER KNEW"
"Keep your coins, I want change." - Unknown
"There's a man standing on the corner
With a sign sayin 'will work for food'...
You know the man
You see him every morning
The one you never give your money to...
What if he's an angel?
A little girl on daddy's lap
Hiding her disease with a baseball cap
You can turn the channel
Most people do
But what if you were sitting in her daddy's shoes...
Maybe she's an angel" - Brad Paisley
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Bare feet and naked ladies. Broken hearts and twisted minds.
Wrapped.
So you never tangle yourself - - in the problems of others
drifting past the unfamiliar, ignoring the inspirational
Forgetting, once, every one you ever loved
was stranger.
Then fiction
causes reality to fade.
Blurred by addiction
alcohol and abuse.
Laziness. It is theirs.
Excuse. It is.
Never just a need
to survive the day - - for the arms of another.
Brother or sister - sibling of societies stereotypes
to comfort you with what you thought
was lost. Forever.
Divine right to smile
with good reason
to hope
with some hope.
When I walk by,
will you remember me?
If you never knew my name
would you call me by another?
Waste.
Bitch.
Bum.
Disgrace.
If you had never looked through the eyes of a lover
If you had never seen their face. Would they catch you if you fell?
Would they finish sentences...
when your tongue ties?
when the world refuses to hear you?
If every echo you've built
crumbles.
Whispers once sweet. Nothings.
If you knew only ash where the fires now blaze
where today your soul burns with desire.
Would you have turned away from the sunset?
Too impatient to see it rise again.
Never to tangle yourself in it's rays, to feel the warmth
of the arms that would hold you - of the legs that trap your own.
To never look deeper than the dirt, the rags, the flesh,
walk by your savior in shame
lose
- a love you've never found
- a breath before it's caught.
Never to entwine two hearts
or admire their mutual captivation
The freedom in souls
Soaring bare foot
and naked.
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FOREVER MORTAL
Aging only as frail as the trail of glasses to drunken minds soon speaking sober hearts.
Steps only as long as the wait you've forgotten to remember observing
before the lover's eyes.
Gentle as the labor seems to have been when the tiniest cry makes you try it again.
Death is a moment in time - in gates crested pearl, gold under foot.
Soul of a pheonix, burning through soot.
Balanced imperfections. The ability to feel the pitter patter. Real
Ying-Yang - mortal kombat
- a search for divinity.
Existence in all things. Defining. Infinity.
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PORCELAIN BUTTERFLY
Delicate
Emblem of freedom
Left to collect dust
Innocent and impressionable, easily taken
Candy - delivered by strangers
All foreign to your definition
Title traced through soot, twisted form, true in reflection
Etaciled.
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[NAKED HEARTS] STREAKING
Sparklers,
Fire cracking,
shooting stars,
[streaking]
past rainbows,
illuminating
Question:
Answers itself.
No matter Keeper's
texture
color
bite or worse
bark
The heart is
- streaking.
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RAINCOATS OF LOVE AND WAR
Shades of gray
cast healing on the seams
of reflection
broken with hearts
she never had the power to save
Her own
falling without wings
- simple saviors
of the flesh
caught in the storm
cleansed by Heaven's leak
Lightning often striking
twice
on one street
Sore
she stands
to soar.
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