It's a Shame
We bend and break ourselves
To level with bent and broken men.

How much is your soul worth?



This is the question you decide to ask



As you gulp the Moonshine from the stranger's flask



You close your eyes and see your life in a flash



You sit on the cold, soiled concrete



Listening to the quietness that comes with defeat.



You hate yourself but point the finger



At everyone else, hoping your anguish won't linger.



You feign innocence and ignorance as if all the bad will disappear.



You use ***, drugs, and Moonshine to dry your tears



But on nights like this, the truth is hard to shake



So you stay out late and overuse yourself til you quake



Then the moon and the stars shine down on you



And you feel sorry for yourself as sorry people do.



Nothing is left inside of you; you're hollow



You're on your own, you're bent and spent; no direction to follow.



There's no point in asking how much your soul is worth



When clarity has come to you and the answer has already been unearthed.

I found myself begging for the Sun to shine,

To radiate its warmth into my soul

And grace my skin with the blessing of her kiss.

As I begged and begged,

The Sun refused to reveal herself to me.

Instead, She hid behind the clouds

As the rain washed everything

But my sorrows away.

My days became darker than midnight

My body felt weaker than my spirit

And I lost sight of the light that existed before.

I asked the Sun and I asked Her some more,

I asked Her with both knees on the floor.

Once again the Sun refused me

Then I finally understood

That the Sun

In all Her glory

Doesn't deserve these strict expectations.

She deserves to be:

Loved when She chooses to share her light;

Missed when She chooses to hide

Adored when She shares her affection

Cherished when She gives at all.

The Sun is expected to give Her all

While we selfishly take Her gifts

Then complain that She is too much.

I tip-toe on this balance beam of security,

Eyes straight; not focused on what's surrounding me.

Such a delicate situation I'm in,

I wonder... If I fall, will that be a predicament?

Cause falling doesn't mean I don't win,

If an ocean of You is what I'm falling in.

A naked man stood in front of me.

He wasn't naked in the way I needed him to be.

I saw everything and I saw nothing.

I felt everything and I felt nothing.

I touched everything and I touched nothing.

We used protection but I was unprotected.

The bond of my mind and body neglected.

My body is satisfied while my mind is infected.

I tell myself "no more", lest I regret it.

Silent ride through the fire

I won't be your backseat driver.

You take the wheel and ride

Bask in what you feel; what makes you feel alive.



Rejuvenate your spirit, ease your mind.

I know this world ain't been too kind...



I'll be your guardian angel

Forever watching from all angles.

You'll never want, need, or fear;

The one who protects and provides is right here.

Legs when you can't walk, eyes when you can't see;

Anytime you feel weak, you can lean on me.





My love for you knows no ends.

I am your guardian angel, and you are my best friend.

Deception.

We disconnect when you allow the interception.

Behind these ****-ups and drunken nights,

There's a common lesson.

We search endlessly for the purpose

But you walk away when the confusion makes you nervous.

You + me, we're the result of an iphone with no service.

No purpose,

Aside from the games.