My life is brilliant
His voice has been with me
so long
that pain
that joy
cos Ill never be with you
listening,
CD in my mom's car,
dark nights,
lights along the highway,
full moon watching over us
like a parent
knowing every beat
of the drum,
every strum of
the guitar.
every break in his voice
like a second skin,
pulling over me,
youre beautiful,
youre beautiful,
youre beautiful, its true.
every time i needed him,
he was there,
and i could
sing along with him,
without ever looking at the lyrics.
and i don't know what to do.
cos ill never be with you.
If I could fall
There would be arms at the end.
A light in the tunnel.
Windows, instead if doors.
My eyes would not open closed,
No sound would escape my world.
If I could hope,
I would never reach an edge.
Home cannot be made of paper walls.
So easy to burn through.
Start from underground.
If you could stay,
I might stop laughing at cuts.
Look again,
There's a horizon.
A group of clouds we had never seen.
If all of this were true,
I might have the strength.
To look at my hands and see them broken,
Crippled claws.
Who can grasp even sand without will.
Remember,
All know the truth.
Brush it off,
Burry it,
No matter.
It comes as it will.
The darkness that consumes all.
Did you forget?
I had.
Pleading,
Break down the door.
Begging,
Save someone.
Everyone else.
Myself.
Is it I or them, that fate has forced
to shadow in my lifeless eyes
for truth has bitterness to pay
and flame light flares along its path
when right and wrong are undiscerned
and creatures stir within their cage
when parents clip the wings of birds
and suffer them their broken ways
there lives between uncertain wrongs
an urge to end the war outside
to flee from all you say is true
and debts that cost too much to pay
yet finding manifested strong
the time to read between the lies
we spindle back the fraying cord
that blindly leads us to the grave
I've sauntered to the blackened gates
and laughed out at the red inside
that fails pride and injures truth
and falls down where it cannot rise
Here’s this girl I know - - she has been never loved before and every day she yearned for something more
In those days she didn’t think love existed until he walked to her through that door
It wasn’t love at first sight but she was naïve to give him a chance
Relationships always seem good in the beginning at a first glance
How long do they last is pending on they take action through the bad times to make them strong or weak for it
The questioned couple will always be tested and it’s up to them to see this
Actions speak louder than false promises especially words never speaking his actual intentions
When a person mean well in any relation, there will always be another who aim to ruin that vibe throughout the given affection
She was just a girl who was foolishly pursuing him by passion
When his idea of love was far from perfection, it leaves her to ask him this question, “Have you ever been through something without ever reaching the results of satisfaction?”
Realization melted into him when her inquiry talks about the situation at hand
It made him question himself: Was she starting to see right through him or is she too blind to understand?
He knew the answer yet he didn’t care to find out how she’ll cope without himself by her side
It was too a point where the reason behind his departure was full of lies
Never love too hard from the start if there won’t be anyone to break your fall
If a person does, it would appear to be foolish to go through it all
Loneliness from a love that wasn’t so true will leave one so cold
A person who never loved before their first time that keeps holding onto unnecessary feelings is a way to stay alone until their old
The first time someone is loved is special even if there is a majority where they’re bitterly left behind
Although, it is rare when a first love captures your heart even for eternality to find
When a love is true, let it be known for all to see
With compelling emotions, trust, communication and honesty that it’s not hard to see that it’s meant to be
Failures in providence of these things will a love so pure in the beginning with apart
Even with those with thoughts so genuine will suffer from those who break hearts
Look not with you eyes, but with your heart.
Can’t you see?
Even the most precious rose has its faults.
Is that any reason to abandon its radiance?
See beyond the storms.
Look through the fog.
Find true beauty.
So you're saying you're proud and
Grateful to have so much freedom, opportunity and wealth
Well, I'm not.
Sociocentrism is an ugly, unnatural state
Everything we have takes away from someone else
We try to pretend there's no connection, that the plight of others is cause by their own failing
That we are deserving
Convinced that this is all here for us
We take and take and take
But every terror we inflict on anything "else" is a terror upon the self
We protect our so called civil liberties with wage slavery, chemical abuse, and ecological terrorism
Profit baby, profit über ales
Well congratulations to us
This is nationalism at its finest
No, I'm not fucking proud of it
If you want to take credit, be my guest
Just ask India about policies of profit over regulations, about denim and dye and death
Ask Mexico about farming, their take on the "Fair Trade Act"
Ask the rainforest if it remembers what it was like to have trees
Try to find an Arawak to ask anything
Ask 63 countries what it feels like to have a US military base keeping watch
And what would happen if another country tried to build a base on this soil
Or maybe ask why you never learned shit about any other country
Much less about your own
Back in History class
Survival of the fittest, you say?
A dog eat dog world?
Alright, let's play
This country is overrun by dogs, that's true
But honey, we're not eating any other dogs
We're eating poison and calling it food
While our leaders give Monsanto handjobs under the table
We are "the world's leading nation" and we're dropping like flies
No, not dead
Just into hospital beds and prison cells
Our country is filled with poverty, racism, violence, and terror
Not to mention obesity heart disease depression anxiety and PTSD
We're over-medicated malnourished and spiritually starved
We're pissed off at a whole lot of bullshit
That means nothing in the scheme of anything
Fully engaged in the myth of a two-party system
Even though most of what we see and hear is merely distraction
Thank you, media, all 6 of you big beautiful monoliths
I'm so lucky I have the opportunity to be informed!
We're a nation divided by details
While our leaders run in circles pouting fat fingers at each other
Engrossed in this thing we call "politics"
Highly effective
I'm really glad you're proud
They say ignorance is bliss
But I think it's more like a shiny polyester suit
Holding together a parasite infested mess
Sitting in a recliner after a hard days work of trying to stay afloat on a mountain of debt in a drowning economy
Bottles of medication on the table, GMOs in the fridge
Quietly doing what they're told
Never wondering why
Falling asleep to the glow of the TV whispering fear and terror, us and them, buy and buy and buy
The sweet purr of "freedom"
our unwavering frog chorus chirps sweet incense of these at last amorous summer nights with joyous voices that are surely singing songs of devotion to la Luna and her silver eyes that watch over this garden of the cosmos with cloud eyelids that cause her wondrous beam to flicker in and out of perception as if dappled by trees; eyes that are nothing but the reflection of all of infinity’s stars projecting themselves in every direction through the expanse of dark matter in a quest to witness (or be witnessed by) the infinitesimal percentage of atoms in the universe that have become conscience; atoms perhaps unfairly concentrated on this one marvelous rock that has been bestowed with the gift of that elixir of life that is the bonding of hydrogen and oxygen; a rock that flies along at a breakneck speed while its inhabitants are able to feel so incredibly still:
we assemblage of friends are so very perfectly still in time together collected on this backyard blanket where like the thicket our legs and arms entangle, and invisibly our minds entangle too until we are bonded chemically in some ineffably complex emotion it would be fitting to label love; and as faces turn silhouette in the night, it’s as if we have on this steadfast square decomposed back into the smallest building blocks of matter; splendid flesh broken into atoms, lips and hands, hearts and brains, all dissolved into this collective pool of consciousness where we each understand one another’s aches and ecstasies in this world, and in the frog’s chirpings we hear that the world understands too, and we think ‘thank our transcendental creator for the stars that watch over us, because how else would we know that we’re alive?’
the foolish men who went to the moon found not a glittering paradise but a grey desert, and when they found this to be true marveled not at the moon but at the heart breaking sight of Earth’s entirety; for here is the only place where the stars can truly appreciate life and where life can truly appreciate the stars.
Oh Darling, Oh Darling,
I’m so sorry for this;
I’ve done you wrong so many a time,
Finally babe, it's my victimless crime.
Oh Darling, Oh Darling,
Need to apologize,
Realize I’m mad and bound for decay,
Need to tell you; the fleeting light of the day.
Oh Darling, Oh Darling,
I’ve lied, through these, my guilt,
Kneel here repenting, hugging your hips.
Start to break down, what was sobriety dips.
Oh Darling, Oh Darling,
I’ve done it all again;
You’re already aware of my past,
Your fears they will continued, here I relapse.
Oh Darling, Oh Darling,
I’m back to it, the past.
These scars and old wounds fester again;
I’m back in the dirt, like a dog in his chains.
Oh Darling, Oh Darling,
You’re forced to know this now;
I fought, and I fight, it’s gotten bad.
I broke, then killed a man, giving all I had.
Oh Darling, Oh Darling,
There was that look again!
You my rock, my only salvation;
Gone, apartment empty, at the bus station...
Oh Darling, you’re no longer mine!
I cry into a mirror, cursing my name;
Sorrow turns to anger, these fists to blame.
A crash, broken mirror, a home inflamed...
Oh Darling gone, Oh Darling gone,
I can only apologize with my life,
A true sacrifice to never enshrine...
It's tempting but true.
Breathtaking.
But painstaking.
That it would be through.
I know now only what I had known last.
So, if anything.
I need to move fast.
Is it really fake?
The way we smile on the web and pretend things are great
They way we search for the lost relationship we know we won't get back
But in the the curves of the letters we can act like it's okay
Pretend that those years weren't lost and that you were there
Because photos speak a 1,000 words and they're everywhere
On the web it may seem like its peachy keen and that we always had a love that was true.
But the truth lies in what's unseen
And there's nothing to change so for now I'm threw.
