If apologies could reverse the spindle
Unraveling the whole sweater until
We're shepherd's again, I'd take the time to
Appreciate within, the fine line between
Consent and Guilt.

If apologies could take us back to that
First time we made eye contact
I'd be ready to fight my own arrogance
To dispel the venomous traits
Before they seek to own your
Elegance

If apologies could make whole again
What was never meant to be broken
I'd never learn my ******* lesson
Since stone erodes slowly in the wind
Cause at our core, we're all just grains of sand,
And "sorry" is more than just a word, it's
My only hope to make amends.

I've killed more creatures... and people, with my dollar bill, than I could ever count...

And I'd do it all again if it meant spending another day with You.

Butterflies flutter and
Birds glide across the sky
Bugs crawl in the gutters, and
People like to tell lies.

Flowers bloom in the brush,
Rodents looking for rye,
I'm here for the head rush, so
**** it I'm getting high.

Ants busy building hills
Sly foxes stalking prey
Cooped up in the city, man
Seeking out the next way.

Chickens pick at the ground
Cows graze in the pastures,
People get ****** up in town
Waiting for their rapture.

I tried turning the other cheek
It left me battered and bruised

I tried washing their ***** feet
They walked over me after I was done being used

I tried opening up my home to them
I was left with the debts and dues

I tried my best to understand
But I'm still so confused

I've worked so hard to share my art
Years and I'm still afraid to starve

I wanted to show the world my heart
Crushed under the imperial boot

I finally found peace when I ran away
Back home where I once sought to escape

But this calm wasn't meant to last
As my fears of the world turned inward on my self

Plagued by anxiety and chronic stress
Paralyzed by the most simple of tasks

Where there once was a boy with flowering ambition
Now sits a man made of broken glass

Hit me up when you need a man
Cause money only calls on killers
And if your paperwork's got a face on it
I won't sleep until Im DEAD.

The sun can't make up for
Missing body heat
My maple leaf was torn
Cold spike was driven deep.
Sticky sap flows from me
My soul has been tapped
My sweetest flavors flowing
Won't ever get them back
Strands of shared pleasure
Wrapping around your hands
Connections with no measure
Getting messy wasn't the plan,
But you penetrated my bark
Seeking this supple blood
Bliss for your starving tongue
Left me empty now that you're gone.

It's not too late to realize that your actions define what lies underneath the surface. This web of lies you've woven tight around my mind had me believing that I was in love. A spell brought forth before my very eyes, words invoking a feeling in my heart, just to be left out in the cold, starving for attention... But don't you mind me, I'll be fine, at least I'll be alive, and did I fail to mention that the very sight of your picture makes me want to find time to be with you... But you're with them... With HIM... Not that I believe it's wrong, I want you to be happy, but could you spare some effort for me? Occasionally?
  I finished the Honey this evening; the bottle that christened our first meeting. Tasting the sweet bite takes me back to that night. I held you tight as you dreamed, while my **** screamed in agony, yet my heart bleeds with longing. Yearning for a deeper connection, I claw my way closer to who you really are, not realizing how easy it is to scar... but I respect your boundaries, like anyone elses. And so, once again, I go without... without touch, without grace, and without love. Alone with you, lying next to me in bed.

When your face is forced into a
Frown and your drowning in the
Years that never happened out of
Fear that tears won't be enough to
Heal over time ticking away your
Life has exhausted every last option
So you flee to your bed hoping that
Sleep carries you else where but she's
Always there waiting to remind you that
Your dreams have been given away...

I'm just an artist
There's nothing I can paint
That will staunch the bleeding of children
Running in the hallways
Terror streaking across their faces
Dripping sweat and tears dry
The after math is a class on
Thoughts and prayers.

I'm only an artist
There's nothing I can sing
That will stop them from drilling
Miles and miles deep the chemicals leak
Water isn't what it used to be
But gas ain't cheap, and
Neither is that mansion your
Representation bought
Across the street

I'm a humble artist
There's nothing I can write
That will regrow the forests that burn
I need the paper to wipe
And the ash fills my lungs
So I exhale my feelings onto
Blank white sheets hoping
To make a difference.

Rotting as the Wheel turns
Watching as the fields burn
Flesh is falling down from heavens
Graces never known by man, but
Devils rip and tear at fire
Breathing smoke and
Hanging rope a'
Round my ankle cause I
Think its time to reconsider
Our positioning between
Reconciliation and...yet another *******.

Bet a dollar that you scream
When the seas all fill with cesium
Call the Father to the scene but
We can't clean up the chemical, so
I'll continue bleeding out my eyes
Eyes can't see their own demise
Look through me as we decay
Together in lifeless harmony.

What does it mean to love yourself, when you left things off on the wrong foot? Stumbling over myself, I couldn't catch the words back in time, they had already slipped out. Now I'm tongue tied and my mind keeps jumping to what you might think of me. It's not my place to say, hell it's not really even my place to care... but I do anyway. Because I WANT you. The sight of your stature sends my blood coursing, the sound of your voice summoning a smile upon my face. Your being invokes these things inside of me, the truth of our meeting reflecting in the stars. I think of you every morning, the image bringing light to my soul like the sun you were born into. To bask in your rays and melt the ice encasing my heart, I'm reaching out, but I'm so cold. And I'm so scared. This place has been my home, my sanctuary, built to protect me from a world so ready to prey upon my underbelly. How do I know you're any different? And then my mind races from desire, to fear, to fear of the desire, because I know where this is all headed... it's nothing that you even did, nothing you could even help, your taste is just too sweet. Your beauty is intoxicating, putting me in a state of animal instinct. I try to stay unattached, lest I forget who I am, swirling in the madness your image whirls me in. To understand that my fear of losing your company exists, and to be aware that this force is self fulfilling is ******* twisting upon itself inside of me, and I just need some reassurance, because I'm ******* insecure, but that's intimacy I can't just ask you for... especially when I couldn't even bring myself to kiss you goodbye.

I spend a lot of time
Waiting nowadays.
For pay checks to arrive
And bills to be paid.

I spend a lot of time
Sitting nowadays
At red lights and stop signs
And long lines at the bank.

I spend a lot of time
Dreaming nowadays
Of past grandeur gone by
And future plans made.

I spend a lot of time
Wishing nowadays
If only we never died
I'd have more time to waste.

Who do you call to
When they all look to you
To be the pillar and the walls
And the roof above them all?

Where do you turn to
When you don't have the drive
And your engines leaking oil
Making a mess of the pavement?

What do you think of
When your clock is ticking
Faster as the days start running
Out of ideas, but it's cold out?

Why does it happen
To be the innocent
Children that only wish their dreams
Could be better than life's nightmares?

How do you keep on
Wishing for better days
When the best you have to offer
Often fails to meet all their needs?

Is it better to be seen?
Or should I hide the parts
Of my mind, the unseemly
Things that eyes don't like, so
I can sell enough bits and
Pieces of my soul to
Pay this month's rent?

Is it better to be heard?
Or should I quiet the
Sounds that my thoughts are making
When feelings start biting
At my rib cage and my heart
Skips across the cold street
To keep the peace?

Is it better to be owned?
Or should I keep trying
To make it work? Just because,
I'm used to suffering
by now, you'd think it wouldn't
hurt so bad while watching
you walk away...

I have a question to ask
If God ever finds time
I've been wondering why for
Quite a while despite
My parents trying their best
Telling me I'd get it
but, Eventually
hasn't come yet.

I always struggle with writers block the worst
right after writing something I
actually like...
I think it's that I've raised the bar
One step higher for myself, and  
I already know that in order to climb up even higher
I'm going to have to face another horde of disappointment.
That looming obstacle dulls the shine
that writing usually makes me feel inside,
but still it's only a matter time
Because to me
Poetry is like the rising sun.

When three words can mean
Entire worlds of things, from
Experiencing bliss, to
A final reckoning...

Its difficult to express
What you mean to me, when
Words aren't enough, or
We're too busy to kiss...

With rough times up ahead
Work never ends, still
It only makes sense to
Spend my money on gifts

Sip on honey and juice,
Sweet liquor and jewels
Anything that you dream
Ill see is produced, cause

You are my Queen, so (its only fair that)
Ill be fit as a King, then
Ill pry open the world
Just to gift you the pearl,
You see

These three words, to me,
They mean everything
From *** and ecstasy, to
Loss and suffering, but...

Despite the distortion
And **** the fear in me, because
You are all I've been missing, and
I think Im ready to say...
Those three words again.

I see
A spark ignites
The distance between us
Now spans eternity
Cast into darkness, Just
To dare behold
Your own golden
Glory

I was lost in a Forrest
For some time, I was worried
What would come of the night.
My life in the clutches of primal
Prophet's scribbles on stone walls
Still depictions patiently awaiting their turn to become more than
Rainbows spread across clay

The sweet hymns of the
Wind, singing nymphs with
Dresses of daisy vines and
There, my eyes beheld The
Satyr, I see you Pan, dancing
With witches 'round the flames
Licking the sky with your flute
Whispering secrets to the galaxies.

My heart skipped as I
Came upon Thy five pointed
Medallion made of silver
Sparks in your gaze striking
Something ablaze in me
Mighty Beast, breathe and
Release the wild into The
Treacherous woods again.

Go, and ask your God
To stop the gun fire
Please, pray to your Lord
To be the days savior
See how far it gets us
To better gun regulation
When you dismiss action
For silent meditation.
All your happy thoughts
To victims are meaningless
Families' children are lost
For the sake of convenience
And I'm still shocked how
People still come to defend
The devices held by ******
Rich white men.

What a beautiful tragedy
It just is what it had to be
Either swing with the rhythm or
Sink down into your seat while ya
Snap a cold can of brew open
Take a sip without chockin ya
Seasoned Smith with the motion you
Master crafter, not chosen, I'm
Self made man, I been workin still
Humble, held by my people, high
Dancing round in the isles, bar
Tender pour my potion, I need
A taste of your posion, push glass
Across marble oceans, look past
My eyes see right through you, so clear
The sky says it knew you, back when
We flew to the moon and lost our
Minds in a crater, digging for
Diamond stars, our creators burn
Now play me that sweet musical...

You just want him because he doesn't want you.
What's the real difference between the two,
besides the fact that I tried and he doesn't want to.
On paper we put the same weight on the table, but
in your eyes his coating shines brighter than mine. It's like
a triangle who's legs can't connect, like a
parallel universe where lines intersect, but they
Never touch.
We can't get that intimate, you see,
we all know pain from the past, and the
lasting effect that vibrations leave when your
feelings grow too fast, and it
crashes and burns.
Back to dust, now I recognize what must have always been,
but another illusion woven on loves whim.

Here on Earth
We are just visitors.
Inquisitors to our own detriment;
Still, curiosity is prevalent to our
Intelligence.

Here on Earth
We are all mentors.
Decorating life's halls with pictures;
Memoirs of our fallacious
Lessons

Here on Earth
We are all creators.
Creatures made of muddy water;
Still, Your reflection can be seen with
Imagination.

Here on Earth
We are all listeners.
Master practitioners of selecting
Information gatherers, join our
Organization.

Here on Earth
I was my own body
Until society taught me that
Rejection is a fate far worse than
Death.

Everytime I close my eyes
I look to find the fire in the sky.
The light that burned your
Image to my mind forever more
I can still feel your lips on mine.
If I could go back in time,
And hold that moment with you
I'd stay in that World, and call it
The kingdom of heaven.
Can you remember what it was like?
When you touched my hand and
Walked into my arms, and
We kissed. Then we kissed again,
And I have never been that happy since.
My only wish is to remake that moment with you
Every single day, for
As long as I remain here,
Tied to this plane where
Time steals away my
Hopes for infinity.

It's not fair
I just want you to understand that I
Never wanted to hurt you but
My only means of coming closer is
Convoluted with all these carnal longings, wants, and needs bleeding together until I can no longer separate the meaning between my words and my feelings...

And it's not your fault for not communicating with your tongue, I can see it in your eyes, in the way your body moves, I just wish we could dance without stepping on toes, but swaying and swooning is a slippery ***** when I get caught up in pursuing something more intimate with you...

I've never been the best at tumbling, lucky to finish with some light bruising, and it's hard to move on when the wound still hasn't healed and it's hard to treat when you're wrapped up with what hurt you in the first place...

I can't feel without being physical, I'm still just an animal, and I know it's selfish that I need this from you, I just wish that you were as selfish as I am so when I'm ready to hunt we could ravage the world together and share in the sweat and pleasure...

It's painful knowing that you don't feel the same, and I don't understand when your words mean one thing, but your body walks away, but your tears touch my hands, and your lips press to mine, and we're both hurting from swallowing this mixture of love and longing...

Sometimes it's like we speak a different language, like you're ok with just holding hands and spending time together, and it's not that I don't like those things too, but when I hold you there's a snake slithering inside of me, whispering in my ear that there's a sweeter fruit to be had...

Had I played my cards better could it have ended up different? Doubting myself, and our attraction, my ego swells and needs stroking, and I'm no stranger to my left hand, but ******* just leaves me feeling lonely, so am I wrong for wanting to make things right with you?

I love you, and I just want you to know that I know it's not fair that I want you when you don't want to, and I'm sorry I let my feelings run off with my ego, because you mean so much more to me than just touching... But I'll still be waiting for when you want to.

On the right is God
On the left is Humanity

On the right is Good
On the left is reality

On the right is Law
On the left is justice

On the right lie pawns
On the left is consequence

On the right are servants
On the left they're masters

On the right are merchants
On the left are answers

On the right are pastors
On the left are serpents

On the right is rapture
On the left is purpose

She asked me, if we could still be
Friends
As if we ever really
were in the first place.
In this case, I forgot my heart on the night stand, and I
dropped the price I charge for a one night
Standing ovation going out to the
Fools chasing pyrite, it's alright cause,
In the lime light tequila takes your clothes off, and
though the night life soaks your soul, the salty rim leaves you thirsty for more.
There's no cure, for Levee, see
the ocean is where I'll always be, and
no matter how shallow it seems, depth will be the death of me... and our friendship.

Lets take it slow
Me and you are
Just getting to know
What its like when a spark
Lights your heart a'glow

Lets take a stroll
Through the park
What a beautiful soul
We can sit and do art or
Lay and gaze at the Moon

Lets take a walk
I'm in no hurry
I love hearing you talk
Though the future is blurry
We can brave the fog.

Lets hit the road
Have no fear, love
We can build an abode
The kingdom up above
Can be our new home.

I named myself after the sweet moment
I saw you fall in love with innocence.
I became something more of a poet
In hopes that you'd notice my attempts at
Intimacy.
I've devoted my title to the memory
Of you and me and the green water
Spring, bringing new life into being;
A gift unto me.
You wrought my art with a silver lining
Brought forth by my slurred wording
I was never worth dirt until the the day that
You refined me.
Tonight, though, Lilith has eclipsed our
Perceptions are limited by shadows I
Sense the time of reckoning upon us, though,
Thou shalt not change.
My goddess visited you in a nightmare
Still, I crave the taste of your blood
Fair warning, that with you harm my come,
So life's not fair.
It is time to bear witness to the
Grander scheme of things, that
Not everything you've always wanted
Is always meant to be.

We all go through this
Life alone.
From the moment our
Consciousness peeks out the door,
Our perception transforms,
Into Pisces... the water broke and
Out poured your psyche.
As unlikely as it is you'd
Think this was lucky huh?
Well I don't think its funny that
God blessed us with suffering.
Stressed out because, well
Sometimes life's a *****, and
Strife can dig a ditch between a
Family and the next regime. Its
Warfare here, at its refinery.
Progress is missiles launched with binary.
Success is swirling liquor at a winery.
Emissions test 400 parts per million
But Americans don't measure in Celsius.?.

We made it here
All on our own.
With hard work
We built a throne.
Having fled here
From our homes.
Wed rather burn
Than change our tone.

Its too late to get the color back
The reefs are bleached
No need for the anorak,
The polar ice caps are basically
A beached whale gasping for air,
And don't ask Japan where
Fukishima dumped its affairs...
Its become apparent that
Nobody really ******* cares, so
I worship death.
We all deserve despair.

I know these words need not to rhyme
Yet the sound rings out as if divine
Hands wrung out the blood in my heart
Spilling love onto white and making it art

We've traveled the world and seen so far
Across oceans of water and to the stars
Past peaks of earth that scrape the sky's
Through the struggles and doubt of just getting by

You've attracted me like a moth to flame
A light in the garden that paints the way
You're the moon to my midnight, the rays on my petals
You're the reason I fight, to put down my devils

This feels so right, knowing that Alexandrite
Changes in the light from purple to green
It seems like we were always meant to be
So I'll never let go, if you'll marry me?

We are beings of light you see

Collected together in unity

We are brilliant and strong

Yet, if we focus too hard

On one single photon

You're surrounded by darkness.

As we disapate and divide

To fixed on individual lives

Death, will always bring us

To an ending.

I'm just gonna bury myself in a black fog tonight cause your light escaped me and liquor sounds lovely since you obviously don't give a **** about me anyway.

I opened my soul to you
Shared with you my dreams.
Now there's no escaping the loss
Not even in my sleep.

I tried to be the best I could
It wasn't enough for you.
I lied to myself thinking you would
It wasn't enough for you
I tried to bring you a sense of adventure
It wasn't enough for you
I cried cause it stings to lose you forever
I wasn't enough for you
I tried to awaken my sleeping romantic
It wasn't enough for you
I tied him down when he became a fanatic
It wasn't enough for you

I tried to be a light hearted friend
Yet in the end it was your own feelings that,
Pouring like honey liquor down the back of my stem,
Grew this black flower, now rotting within.

You claim to not be ready to love
You were never enough for me
Your lame justice excuses all the above
You were never enough for me
You claim that you know what I want
You were never enough for me
Your brain never received my thoughts
You were never enough for me
You claim to have been hurt in the past
You were never enough for me
Your history bled into our caste
You were never enough for me

You claim to see it in my eyes, that
There's tears streaming between your thighs,
And though my aim was clear, your fear remains
To no avail, my words fall towards hell's domain.

This night as I lay upon a smoky stone
Seven lines I say, my mantras own.
Adrift in the sky as my prayers atone,
Im alive here, now in the astral zone.

As fear becomes strength my nemesis fell
Tempting my faith, *** heiress, my grail.
Her face became snake like, her skin turning pale,
A wraith to be slaughtered, lust could not prevail.

With powers of godlike capacity,
I take flight over towers immensity.
Propelling me forward, towards destiny,
My unlimmited source of ecstasy.

Beyond what is light, I could never know
Blinded by fright, moralities throne.
Duality is as simple a god can be shown,
For man is both astral, still birthed from stone.

I can remember a time
When I wanted to be involved
To seek peace over a dime
To rhyme and sing songs

I can remember a time
Before strife stole away my youth
We'd find a way to organize
And undermine the global coup

Now, when it's time to talk politics
I just get sick to my stomach
All of this pointing fingers
Everyone here is a hypocrite

You medicate my mind, but inside I know I'm dying by your hand alone; yet, my body cries out for more. The high is unlike anything the world could otherwise have shown me, lifting the world off my shoulders. Alas, Atlas, at least you got to breathe the breathe of a Goddess. Green dress, and red hair, so ******* gorgeous, her essence seeping into my stream of Being. My hearts racing, my thoughts, tracing the outline of space and time, encasing Your face in form, accepting my fate and yearning for more... As you gently lay me down, back to dirt, my mind is clouded and my eyes are purple, and I recall a journey, but my memory is hazy, and I'm so tired... To sleep now, and dream of your touch, is all I desire, for tomorrow comes with no mercy, and I must continue on my own... until you call my name, again.

I'm feeling melancholy for the first time,
Like, I'm glad to be riding on a
Bike, but these hills feel more like
Spikes and it kills me that you
Don't want more to this.

I'm chilling way out on a beach but
Water's polluted with plastic I
Offer to pick up the tragic
Scene yet it belittles me to be receiving
These signals of false implications

What could I have done differently?
Along the way I skipped over
Wrong words, my tongues forked
I'd like to feed you this apple
Baby this evening could be magical but...
You can't forgive my feelings from before.

So tonight as I lie alone
While you snore next to me your
Childish demeanor is insulting
Yet here I am, still by your side
Waiting for you to realize
Who I am.

Temper your judgement with
Mercy for failures. The
Ego's indulgent, but
Might's in our nature.

Night has no pity for
Street sleeping strangers, so
New clothes are given, warm
Sweet insulators.

Lions spill blood with their
Retracted razors, cut
Like barbers snipping hair
Red tongues licking *****.

Trees prove that strength stems from
Powerful roots digging
Trenches in time succumb
Please be forgiving.

Another night
Screen blaring bright
Blurry visions scurry across your mind
While out the window
Right before your eyes
Eclipsed by a mass of terrestrial size
The moon was consumed by
Purple hues and shadows...
The stars began to fall
I crawled across the floor
Never will I be who I was before
I called out to the sky
Why now, do we fight amongst ourselves?
In the audience of angels
And we parade with gunfire...not trumpets.
A mad man came to me.
His babble meant nothing, but he was not afraid?
Could he really be who saves me?
Or am I the real Fool here, still
Dreaming dreams?...

God speaks with impeccable timing
Lining the mirror with silver
Reflecting even the dimmest lighting
So you notice that glimmer in your eyes...
Inside I'm whirling with questions
My curious mind, wresting with
Indecision and panic at the promises
I meant but might not honestly be able to keep...
I know that I'm intelligent, but still
Doubt clouds my judgement while
Fear of death, or even worse, failure
Drive me into situations I might regret...
It's a miracle I'm still alive today
By the hands of gracious people
I narrowly escaped the legions gaze
Moving out of the steeples vast shadow...
Now, standing in the light, the Truth
Watching my own shade stretch out
Consuming the lovely Sun's warmth
And twisting it with my short sighted ego...
I wish I could understand because
I don't have much faith in humanity
But we're all just doing our best
To try to make ends meet...

The point of a puzzle
Is to find the right piece

The joint needs a muscle
To bend at the knees

Cards must be shuffled
Don't fold or they crease

Gambled paper doubles
Lose it to false beliefs

Failed to make us humble
The game's fixed by elites.

One reason to trouble, now
We lost our inner peace.

My mind is split between
A broken body or a
Good nights sleep...
A few more drinks
Or dimes on my check
Hickeys on my neck
Or ink on the paper
Cutting down trees, at least,
Puts money in the bank
I've got a sinking feeling, that
Sand's sliding beneath my feet
The reapers shadow cast
Upon the hour glass, so deceiving...
Had me believing that
I could escape mortality.

Once upon a time
When I was innocence
Blessed by your benevolence
We were  in love.

Once upon a time
When stories would take us
To a place we could be together
We would sing songs.

Once upon a time
Before hell raised your voice
Heaven cried out in fear
It was your choice.

Once upon a time
Christ came into your life
Though we crossed paths, still
I was crucified.

Now,
It's more than just a book
Karmas cold retribution
You'll never know your son.

You gotta do what must be done
To get what you want.
But be careful that in the meantime
You aren't sacrificing too much
Cause human beings have needs
Regardless if you like it or not
That new truck isn't gonna fit in
The burning pit in your stomach and
All that money in the bank account
Won't buy you more time with the kids
So be mindful of the work you do
And thusly where you invest
God forbid they burry you with all the gold, full of regrets.

The Eyes
We see with our
Appetites
Not what we need
But what we greed

My jagged teeth
Feed me bloodshed
My brain NEEDS it
By God as I pray
I'm being preyed upon

Do you ******* Soul?
Swallow my whole
****** down a black hole
Lets talk about how
None of this is even ******* real.

Practically real at least
Floating out in space
Existing as geometrical shapes
Shaded by our history
Trying to remember
How exactly light works?...

Time passes like clouds in the sky
Lessons cycle like white spirals
Twisting deeper into my mind
Carving passion into canyons
Hobbies become habits or
Potential into careers
Joy into sadness or
Love into tears
All the while
My children
Won't stop
Growing
Up

I've been scared of saying "I love you"
Despite the feelings inside
Searching deep for words to define, but
Nothing rings quite as true as...

Spending our time on brews, and screws
Your movements are divine
Moments build and fall in line, but
Life has twisted me in two, like

A pair a wings that streak across blue
Or the sun and moon that shine,
Like a pair of shoes out on a hike, though
Rough terrain may hurt sometimes...
Through love we'll make it through.

Don't look so sad
You'll get lost at see

Trying to capture my
Feelings for you is like
Watching an adder bite
The tip of its' patterned tail.

Writing for you is like
Waiting for raptures light
To spark inspirations, so
The right words might bless me

Loving you has restored my
Life from the shambles
The shadows of loneliness
To our unions bright future

I live everyday
To see your beautiful face
I'll brave any storm to
Reach your embrace, and I swear

To the end of my days
I'll be the best in my way
For you, my lovely friend
I would do almost anything.