The Wonderful Helpless Feeling of Love I long to understand The silence in your tone Wish we were together You're here but I'm alone I cannot lose you now You are what feels like home. Carry Me Away Carry me swiftly away to solemn harmony, I say Yield to no man who wanders our broken trail The dire shadows we cast are nothing The glow of emotion we share is priceless Hold my weakened heart in your palm Revive the beat of a wounded muscle You are the only one who can save me. Carry me away from this asylum of routine hell Halt for no stop sign that haunts our untraveled highway The footprints created by your fragile steps are behind us Do not allow past indentations to worry We cannot turn Your strength is the air I breathe Don't you hear the desperate supersonic whisper in my tone? Carry me away from the evil contained within Shield my face from the harmful branches in our chimerical forest And settle my crippled body For I sense the time is near Say not a word, I know, I feel Though I cannot believe, my soul no longer lies It will always exist holding you within And never will it forget The essence of joy you bestowed upon. Now as you fade into the effervescent light I ask of you one last thing Please look at me with your soft angel filled eyes And I will carry you the remainder of the journey Just as you have done for me Many times before. F.T.W. (Fuck The World) My blades of grass Used to sway in the breeze with gentle harmony The sun I once knew Used to shine down on me with a glare of happiness Your refreshing stream Used to flow through my humming valley as though it belonged So make me understand Why you tear it all down Like a wrecking ball demolishing a helpless structure And tell me Why the listening trees no longer hear our song. My vision is clear I see myself running in your path of my destruction And the more I run The more I feel Your breath down the collar of my shirt. I've turned into something I always knew I was But never thought I'd become. I think like a Minotaur but shead my tough skin as a snake The wrinkled stalks of my only protection are crushed in your hands And thrown away As though you fear me as a man But shove me aside like I'm a child. Naked as I now abound I am an ant, whose hill has been lost Your shoe demolished my only abode And as to where I retreat I do not know Because you took my common sense as well. Where do I go for care and comfort Which I can no longer turn your direction for? The cloud you created in me is thick and lethal And I fear it will never fade. So why don't you Feed The Wind Your undivided attention And Father The Waters With your innermost love Because I don't need them anymore. I now require Nothing you supply me with As I look up at my tarnished halo And mumble three letters I haven't ever before FTW Never to be heard again, oh nevermore. Stop Me Making Sense My heart gallops wild When I mumble your name To let go the frail reigns Would send my spirit tame Undo your wicked spell And cease your zealous game - I am what I am not I forgot to pretend My character is gone The scar too deep to mend Where was the beginning When all I see is end. Was it You? Was it you who crossed through My closing door? Was it you who sadly blew the wind's whistling roar? Or did you turn your back instead Run me down, put me back to bed Was it you who knew That empty, setting sun Was it you who flew Away without anyone Or did you hold your head and weep Stopped making sense, gave away what to keep Was it they who may Fall unto me Was it they who say Who I am to be Or did they gaze down into the sky Without a care in the world, as the world floats by Was it they who's day Had fallen through the cloud Was it they who pay The debt no one allowed Or did they silence the soundless thing Sing the unreligious hymn, take from us what we bring Was it I who'll cry When you're not there Was it I who can spy That stone cold stare Or did I mistake it for a smile You know it never hurts To hurt once in a while Was it I who'll pry Apart your bolted lock Was it me who'll see Your sinking ship to the dock Or should I proclaim the truth untrue Our father, beyond us all Knows it was you. Life As I travel the long and grueling highway of reality Shallow ruts along the path seem to slow my progress Possessing the power and beauty of a freeze-frame waterfall, I continue on Cursed with an overwhelming emotion of lingering obsession Across a lonely horizon, the pink flamingo sunset waves And slowly devours every last trace of light For a quiet second, all is black Destructive shadows hide in the darkness, along with silent horned angels Singing ravishing songs in harmony that die as they tickle the ear Standing among such gentle horrors, my existence becomes clearer I feel so much alive, but in comparison to my surroundings, just a vegetable In the massive herb garden of eternity My moment finally passes Scissor hands poke meaningful holes throughout the sandpaper sky As light gracefully begins filling these natural imperfections, I gaze in wonder One brilliantly dim star seems to wink at me Though totally insignificant in it's world I know, somehow, I am recognized as something special Now I resume my journey with an umbrella of inspiration Still in search of the end At the same time, I understand A conclusion always will prepare the new beginning. The Light Memories of solitary soul-driven promises broken Saddened songs of malice and pain so very strong The lonely valley at the summit of Jealousy Mountain Won't be lonely for very long - Search my mind and ponder, I doubt you disagree Hold onto the reigns tightly my friend, wave the waters on Scold the black velvet fear inside your bones Reality is in the hands of it's creator As that proves true, build an igloo about my fire Save the sun I will miss the light - A secret garden woven into the soul Can't overturn the powerful outer forests lined with treacherous caves and chasms A thorned rose survives, a harmless tulip lost Both fall simultaneously, though in opposite directions Share an unspoken common bond Savor the darkness Yet save the sun I will miss the light - Life unlived awaits our starving hearts of gold Revive oneself with a meal before devouring unhealthy dessert An eternity of suffering pain Is broken with one grateful smile May that smile prove true, cast my shadow out to sea Time will stop for no one Until it finally stops for me - Remember the soft rain upon my tulip palm The grass grows greener under my painted moon Peering from beneath a quilt of splendor rises my sun And in desperate words I beg you Won't you save my sun? I will miss the light. Slavery A gentle touch at dusk washed away by a painted moon Into the sea it vanishes leaving fate to darkened ways While savoring every succulent bite of everlasting torture and bitter reaping terror Look upon the midst of a broken mind and soul from which body extruded devilish sanity Though realize, in reality the copper stone perils of existence fall deep down to a sacrament of evil As you search for a dim star to ignite the blackened sky of the realm One has sold it's own kind as another Still, in life and death Heaven forbids and punishes but always forgives Watch, as the holy being indeed returns to itself A bit tainted but far from binding reaches of destruction What must be sold is not the trinket itself, but the merchant who yields For the trinket reflects beauty of the sun Merchants cast only the shadows of night - A gentle touch at dusk washed away by a painted moon Always seems too late Never really does seem too soon
Reason for writing:
Different inspirations at different times. What is important is what you take from reading them.
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