I was pierced
By reality

It stabbed me with sharpest
Knife in a series of allegories

It was a story of blood
And passionate suffering
For the sake of conciliatory
Outcomes in the aftermath
Of breaking the statutory

And it pierced deep
With the bite of ancillary teeth
Digging into my flesh
And my brains storm
Of what to do next
Other than weep

I was left on the street
Stuck and stabbed
Through my ****** rag of clothes
Which captured the last of my hearts beat

Murdered by reality
In a casket of
How could this ever happen to me

Out in the water

I swim
    paddle
         scoop

Arm over arm

Wading
In the
Deep

I am a frog
Disguised in a prince

And she's the darling
Who came out for a swim

Arm in arm
Over

Waiting for the kiss

That would ever change
Me from what I was

To what she wished

As we search for greed
We fail to abnegate
Because we lust for needs

And as we vacillate inbetween
Desire and ephemeral peace
We advocate the disease

Feelings of wistfulness
Become more vociferous
When we fail to possess the pristine

Selfishness consumes wealth and wish
And sacrifices Truth

And when that offering plate comes around
We never account for what's due

In God we trust
On every dollar we purchase
In search for the sickness
Of our doom

That fine line of pain
When you feel it burning
And you absorb
The length
The consistency
And eagerness
And you suffer
To no end
It's no longer a fine line
Or a dangling thread
It's going to be torture
On the nerve of nails bed
While the thorns pierce the flesh
Pain pays the toll
All it takes is a little suffering
To remember who is in control
The nerve of pain
To present itself
An electrical battle of circuitry
Burning me out
My lateral femoral cutaneous nerve
Is in a pinch I don't deserve
If only I had a doctor
To help me out
The fine line of pain
And how much it costs
To take it away
When suffering is all i have in the bank

ηow is the hour
For that sileηt souηd

So loud
ηo one could hear it

Yell

ηo oηe could see it comiηg
It was already there

Hiddeη iη the eyes
Liviηg iη the air

Iη the ηow of the hours
Haηds

Transformation

I saw a butterfly change back
Into a caterpillar

Anti metamorphosis
Was a backward mask
Of a record player

And all her colors
Faded back into a green exterior
I watched her inch forward
Noticing her wings would no longer carry her

And at that moment she knew she'd have to buy alot more shoes

I asked her why she changed back
Maybe she didn't like to fly
Or the way her colors portrayed her
perhaps

She said what is the difference
In what you're looking at
Do you not find beauty in each way I dress
Has it changed my laugh

But what about change
And what about
Growth I said

Then she replied that's exactly what I did

I changed by not changing at all
I didn't prefer the flight to the way I crawl

I fought nature with all my creature
To be myself

I am a caterpillar
Not a butterfly at all

I framed my picture
Even though he was innocent
I painted him the culprit

Responsible for crimes

I've committed
I'm committed

To hanging it on the wall
Where everyone could see what I once was

Before I was
Framed at all

It was all my fault

You could fast forward
rewind
Or pause

Even though he was innocent
I framed my picture
For what he was

I made it look like
It was all his fault

Because I needed someone to blame
For all I've done

So I framed my picture

           And myself hung

On the roadside
I sit on the edge
Of a flat spare tire

All the cars fly by
Like Stallions
Toward their checkered flags

I stare into the dust
From where I was made from

And I beg for the return

Then flashing lights
Issue me a ticket

Their help is a threat
Telling me to get my car off the road

They returned to their box of donuts
While i remained in the cold

There was no one I could call
Or funds to be drawn

Just a blurry stare
At the end of the road

Falling off
The edge of the world

Dropping down
To the emptiness
Into the void
Of lost consciousness

Falling

Off the edge of the world
Dropping down
To the emptiness
Into the void
Of lost consciousness

Falling

Off the edge of the world
Dropping down
To the emptiness
Into the void
Of lost consciousness

Falling down
Dropping
Off the edge of the world
Into the empty void
Of consciousness

Lost

Falling off
The worlds edge
Dropping down
To the emptiness

Falling off
The edge of the world

Dropping down
To the emptiness
Into the void
Of lost consciousness

Falling
Off

The edge of the world

When I see your face
I'm in a daze

A trance
You make

Me feel like I'm
In a different state
Of mind

Your the kind
The one
I'd like to mate

I don't need a date
Just looking at your face
I already know I want a taste

Because when I see your face
I can't get it out of my mind for days
I'm that fat kid
Begging for some cake

When I look into your eyes
I see the starlight
And my heart aches

I want you to be my love
Because I'm tired of
The heart break

When I see your face
I just want to love
Make

Me feel like we are
Amore

When I see your lips
I want to kiss
And slide my hands
Down your hips

When I see your face
I appreciate the gaze
And I wish I could hold you by the waist

And pull you closer
So you could feel the bulk
Of my praise

When I see your face
All I want to do
Is love

Because your face is the bait
And I'm hooked

Waiting
For the freedom

To hug my friends
When I see them

Waiting out the hysteria
Of love becoming a bacteria

Waiting to get back to
Intimacy
And stop calling it a toxicity

Waiting for simplicity
How we used to live
In our past history

Fearing God
Instead of bureaucracy

I'm waiting to get back to mediocrity
Getting back to church
Where no one notices me

I'm ready to not wash my hands
And put toilet paper back on the stands

I'm ready to take on any disease
Known to man

Because I fear not a bacteria
A virus
Or a paramecium

I'm ready to ride bare back
And throw away all my condoms

I'm ready to not care anymore
And hug your ****** face!

The moon cried spades
Tears of black
Fell on hearts attacked
With space
All the stars glowed faith
In the milkiest way
Spinning galaxies faster
Than my chase
The Sons reflection
Glowing in the nights complexion
Reminded me of my direction
And why those tears fall in pain
A puddle of spades
In the deck of cards played
On life's gamble for survival
Of the fittest out of shape
The moon cried spades
And alphabets committed crimes
With metaphors and paint
Everything spoke was said
In thousands of different ways
And it was read
Not yellow
In the marshes mellow
For the moon cried spades
In shapes of black arrows
That fell onto mother earths face
God shuffled the deck
And dealt me a Jax
Though tucked in my sleeve was the Ace

She smiled at me

Shot laser beams
She dropped her glass slipper
Purposely

She knew I would have to find her
The next day

But she should have dropped her phone number
To make it easier on me

She was a tender Cinderoni
And every time she smiled
It ****** me

I felt high
When I looked into her eyes
For she knows I drown
Everytime I see them

The red in my eyes
           Closed them
It tried to take the pain away

The color was just temporary

  So I kept coloring
My lids got heavier
Red with delirium

It tries to take me away

But it won't erase the memories
No matter how far
           I fade away

The red in my eyes
                      Dyes
In a crimson cry
              Of pain

It keeps painting
          A faint me

                 Disintegrating
What's left of an old man
With a heart in decay

            My vessels
The color of devils
         Leave me mental
In a whole other state

  Closing my eyes
The color of why
I choose this earth
    Spinning in space

The red in my eyes
      Never subsides

As long as they continue to wake

In the darks corner

Cornered

Where the shadows
And the leaves
Departed trees

Through the winds whispers

A tornado of ghosts
Legions

Upon the gray skies
Purple with black eyes
Of hatred

The dark
Has cornered
Your woman

It took her

You stood there
When the laughs echoed
Screaming
    Demons

You missed her

But she was possessed
By an evil
Deceiver

Dressed with
The believer

In the darks deeper

She fell into the sleeper
Mesmerized by the black coal
Theater

The shadows
Performed on the walls
Feature

Your woman
Took a seat there

You could see her

In the darks corner
Cornered
Where the shadows
Beat her
She was taken away
Deeper

A lost soul
Fallen to the depths

Into the grasp

Of the grimmest
Reaper

You don't have to feel like a new creature
To be a new creature

You see what I'm sayin'

Change is a progress
It's a motion that takes time
To get where it's goin'

But it's growing
Be patient
You don't have to feel like a new creature
To behave good

Just work
Toward a better future
Sew the sutures
With a needle & twine

The fabric of the mind
Is a stitch in time
Everything seams to peace together
Just fine

The new you
Develops a feature
And everyone could see
The new creature

Even though you still have a long way to go

Just remember
You don't always have to feel
Like a new creature

To be one

Walking along the side of life
I looked at the stride
And tried to pace it with time

It was running so fast
I couldn't catch up
And I fell behind

I was just too slow
So I gave up trying
And I sat down
In the middle of the road
While it passed me by

Then it called me an old man
When it left me to die

But I had a plan
With my bible in hand
There was a victory inside

Walking along the side of life
I decided to walk with Christ
Then Gods kingdom
Became eternally mine

And when I crossed the finish line
The Angels sang a chorus divine

To God be the glory!
For this is HIStory!
In the race of a man

He then raised my hand
And said my son
You didn't lose to life

         You won!

Walking down the street
I see...

On the corners
In the alleyways

Caught in the stare

Maybe I don't see
Anything

The mad dogs glare
Is he ever
What makes him

Happy

Walking down the street
I see...

Nothing

At the parks
Where people are gathering
Slight of handshakes
Magicians create
Audiences

I see...

But I don't tell anybody

It was the coldest ice
He had ever said
It left her in a cold sweat
Shivers and shakes
How could this be love
Anger and hate
How could a kiss be a fist
In this religion made
Poor woman beaten to death
While the men mock
All that she loved

I found the sunset
Orange in footsteps
With yellow eyes of crayon
I just kept walking
No one could stop me
Ever again
We sank down
Into the earths round
And burned our rays
You can still hear us
In the whispers chorus
Carried by the wind
I found the sunset
On the horizons doorstep
And it invited me in

The last me
Changing legs and dreams
Remember my old face
Gone
Who I used to be
Trapped in memories
Walked on
The last me
Lost in octagons
And hexadecagons
A calculated sum
Gone
Remember my old shoes
Worn on avenues
My old voice and song
The last me
Changed my arms
My hands laws
Reborn
I had to leave you
So
I could move on
From the last me
Left along
The burning sun
A new morning comes
To take away the past
Wrongs
The last me
Changing energy
And a woman
Gone
I had to be myself
And learn about
My God
Leaving you behind
In thoughts
Of what you didn't want
To believe
The last me
Had to change
The old future names
Called
Because I wanted
Love

I woke up in Generation X
In the flesh of a baby
And this is what they made
In the winter
Of Octobers labor
I traveled through the millennium
A poor figure
Forming saxicolously
On the earths behavior
I'm all ready in enough sin
That I voraciously devour
And my abstruse mind
Adroit yet intertwined
With why me? empowered?
Oxygen? blood of the lamb?
24 hours
Into generation Z
Amorphously they move forward
And I'm trying to survive
The atomic powers
With my nuclear family
While government downwards
I woke up
But now I'm tired
The people have lost their minds
And morals are a thing of the past
There is no more shame
In the way we act
I was born into the aftermath
Of a Gods punishment for a devils path
And in that path was a man and rib
And a proclaimation I was chosen
Not I that chose him
John 15:5 claims I am the limb
And from thy vine
fruit produces in men
I can do nothing
Will all my somethings I sin
I am a withered branch
without the Lord within
Here I am born again
Bearing the fruit
Of the husbandman

If I was hanging by a web
With life around my neck
Would you save enough breath
To keep me from my death

Would you keep my silver cord
In tact
Before It would snap
If it were around my neck wrapped
Would you loosen the strap

If my broken was back
Would you heal what had cracked
Could you save me from my God
And his wrath

If the noose was closing in
Digging in my skin
Would you help me get away
From my sin

If I was at
The end of my man
Would you take me by the hand
Save me from my plan
Understand
And still love me again

Ears for the crowd
Lips for the writer
Rain for the clouds

Purple wears a jacket
And blue dances with the moon
He writes in rainbows
For the gold in a girl

If he could've bought her diamonds
It would've saved him the pain
Liquor for the violins
Numb for the brain

If he could've been a different man
Perhaps she would've stayed

Love for despair
Cowboys for angels
Trotting on mares

There are gardens for a woman
snakes for the scare
Poison for an old man
Decisions for mirrors

Black wears boots
While miracles wear truth
He wrote to her in metaphors
Deciphered in ****

A tree sheds its garments
Fall comes through
Seasons change everything
She was for you

Nothing last forever
Time is for youth
Broken is for the hearts
That thought eternal was true

Tears for an alligator
A crocodile for luggage
Traveling out of town
Looking for another

A forest found a lover
In an ocean of lingerie
Fish were found plenty
At a partys masquerades

Souls are for lovers
Lust is for lemonade
When life gives you lemons
Leaves give you shade

Fruit for the summer
The same as her name
Gone faster then she'd come here
Fools are for blame

Yellow wears a melody
Of blue turning green
New is for the calenders
Beginning of spring

He started a joke
But the joke was on he
Every one was laughing
As you know he was me

I dream of a little stream
That'll float me away in peace

Yes a lil river
That snakes like a slither
But without its legs to deceive

I ponder a wonder
In a heaven asunder
The world and its wicked ways

I dream of a means
To discard all my being
Whatever this cost
I will pay

I dream of gun powder
Or a voice louder
For a god to hear what I pray

Yes the last hour
Or some divine power
To make this life
Worth the stay

I took a picture of you last year

Us

Playing in the snow
And I noticed a smile in one of them

It was under the laughter we created
Building a snowman

We were laughing at his buttons
And carrot nose we brought to clothe him

I haven't seen you smile like that once
This year

Because this year was the worst
We've ever known here
Or anywhere

And when you came home
And unpacked your semi automatic weapon
You threw your bullet proof vest on my desk
And said they deserved it

The news shape shifted into the narratives
They selected

And there was a war against guns

Because your crime had nothing to do
With your mental illness
Or the reality you came to
When you thought about shooting everyone

That poor gun needed some medications
So it could've controlled the retaliations
And learned how to be a much better one
With its choices

Yeah she broke my heart
So what

I still have half of one

It's a bit damaged
But
It still works

Man
And it still hurts

Yeah she broke my heart

My wallet
My patience
  My love

The only way to get out
Was to cut my heart in half
And bail

She should have gone to jail
But everyone does crime now

Morals are ancient artifacts
If you find one you have to preserve it
To make it last

Yeah my heart broke
And I lost hope

But you brought it back

And even though my heart is half
It beats for your laugh
And you gave me half of yours
So now we match

Yeah she broke my heart
So what
I still have half of one

It's a little bit damaged
But it still works

The knife hit the floor

The floor hit faces

Emotions stabbing
The motion stabbing

Even the shadow
Had blood splatter

The wall was a movie screen
Screening a movie scene

Seen moving

Those bodys
Twitching in your pupils
Memory

Woke you up
To see

The knife hit the floor
And slammed the front door
Never returning to a steak

The floor hit faces
And soaked in places
Emotions mirrored in a lake

As the blood puddled
Body's huddled
the last of the breaths
Left to take

Emotions stabbing
The motion stabbing

Even the blood splatter had a shadow

The floor hit the knife
The faces hit the floors

In a ****** puddle of life

He wasn't great at anything
Never a sculpture
Or an encyclopedia portrait
A rather odd logo
From a different establishment
Energy was intermittently governed by spirit
And spirits
His name was also a number
Socially secure yet alphabetically altered
His design was simple however obscure
But they named him manure
He was the waste product of nature
The skin was his dirt and cologne
For he damaged the earth with his birth
And his thoughts of worms dug through the soils worth
Burning in the minds hot hearth
He begged for the waters thirst
geyers
Like elephant trunks in between tusks
He was the dung on the bottom of foot
Trampled rug wipe your feet with a welcomed hug
Water
Washes away the sand castles daughter
He was a father not a prince or a knights armour
And as he walked his path that time slaughtered
God's wrath bought hurt but hadn't cured
What he wanted
Was it greatness
Or the value of a dollar
That makes him feel like a God
Naturally
For what is his nature
Should you label him normal
Awkwardly
Difference is his individuality
Occuring in nature independently
Frequently
What it so great about the one guy, no one knew
that would matter to a disappeared world
An earth visited by a clock
Fathered by Mother
He discovered
Life is a matter
Suspended in a black hole pattern
Ghostly dimensions of spiritual gathered
Out of his control or design
What his labeled read when applied
Property of eternal deaths life
He wasn't great at anything
Until the end of time

Dear Diary
I need something to inspire me
I'm just too plain
And no one knows my name
Or desires it

I haven't any friends
Just my pen
And what ever I write
No one cares

Man

I need something to inspire me
Someone to desire me
Dear diary

Your the only one
That listens to me

But what I need is some inspiration
Something to help my motivation

Because I lack all it takes to be
Successfully making it

Dear Diary
I need something to inspire me
And set me on fire D

I need some inspiration
But i can't find the invitation
Someone must have misplaced it

What's going to drive my thoughts
My heart
My soul
To write down something
Better than this bull

****

Dear diary
Are you tired of me
Begging for inspiration

Like a baby
I'm not patient
For breast milk

I'll cry
Until I *** the ******

Dear Diary
I was hoping something
Would inspire me
I guess I'll be retiring
But it was fun trying here
Anyway

Perhaps
I should try

Inspiring you

Moonshine
Filled your eyes
And your stagger
Stood there
Wobbly
On the rocks
Stirring steadily
I salute your glass
And drank heavily
Till the task danced
With the medly
As we came together
With the night so friendly
Our hearts sank into the bottles empty
But the moon couldn't shine all night
And we woke to the ugly site
Of the morning in goodbye
Sober and ending
Us

Broke another mirror
My face of ugly
Is devastating
My wretched flesh
With a terrifying texture
I am a monster
Under my own bed
Inside my own closet
Wearing claws
And fanged jaws
A wreck of havoc
A ruination of habits
Reflected in the mirror
My kiss toxic
How could she press
So deep into my soul
Her lips buried into the depths
Of my miserable control
I am a beast and she is the beauty
Of this old tale told

Of this old tale told
I am a beast and she is the beauty
Of my miserable control
Her lips buried into the depths
So deep in my soul
How could she press
My kiss toxic
Reflected in the mirror
A ruination of habits
A wreck of havoc
And fanged jaws
Wearing claws
Inside my own closet
Under my own bed
I am a monster
With a terrifying texture
My wretched flesh
Is devastating
My face of ugly
Broke another mirror

Blue sky

You know why I cry
When the rain
Drops
And the clouds dark

Lightning strikes

I lay here in electricity
Shocked
I'm alive

When I look up
In that deep blue
Drop

I see clouds nine

And when the sun dies
The stars cry
In the blue blackened
Awe

I see the Gods
Thunder
Where the heavens part

Prepare the underworld

Invisibly
        She sat miserably
In a bubble of space and time

   He was on the other side
       Drowning in whiskey
And anything else he could find

        Back to back
Instead of face to face
        Their choices
     Sculpted design

                  And the misery
                  Lived infinitely
In the backs of their tortured minds

As the dust settled
On the shelves middle
A polish somehow arived

      And they were wiped
          From their sorrys
        And belated armies
That never fought for their lives

The hills came crashing down
Like a wave of rabid dogs

Gnashing and clashing
Their chompers
Dripping blood on their claws

And there I was on tbe bottom
In the middle of it all
I didn't know what was happenin

As I got peeled off the floor

slaps..

in the face with some water
To wake me up..


  To
  Wake
         Me...

     Up


Oh the hills came crashing

They came crashing
Down

Like a tidal wave fallen
On the beaten shore
Every thang a disaster

Ripped apart

The hills came grappling
Wrestling with gravities
Extraordinary thwart


Pushing
Pulling
Torquing
In the core of the earth

And there I was laughing
Like a crazy man does

On the bottom of nasty
Left in the dust

Oh the hills came crashing
Like a waterfall

Like a river
Fallen down and smashing
On the rocks below

There I was gasping
For my lungs
On that beaten shore

When the hills came crashing
Right where I Stood

I was in the flotsam and jetsam
Ripped apart in the wood

On the bottom of the aftermath

Waking up...

Oh!
The hills came crashing
They came crashing down

They came and they slaughtered


And #@$!kt me up

I didn't mean to be me

It happened so fast
It was hard to see

Me

Trying to be

I didn't mean anything
I was ignorant
Explaining things

I didn't mean
To be

Me

I was born with this image
I try to distinguish
But

I didn't mean it

I

Didn't mean
To be me

Maybe I should
Leave

Because
I didn't mean





To be here