poetic leaves create memories of summer,
endless hours of happiness
exchanging words, living in our little worlds
god, what happened to Us?
my agony in our subtlety, do you feel it too?
perhaps we've both failed each other
i'm sorry,
forgive me
we'll come to see
somehow, and someway
that we will find out what true love is one day

an encircling desire to live a life in dreams
overshadows my lust to live amongst those in reality
blending the two with His hands on my shoulders running down my back
part of the bleeding attack,
i want to see my place in the world with my impression, unable to do so so now i recline
and go to a place where i wake up and feel and **** in the rain again
theonlythingiknowisthat
my inevitable fate will be my revelation

kick my body out to the right
spiraling in spiraling into
the void cut down and slicing like
a blade in the dark
a bark
that's forgotten in the depths of the night

a symphony of black holes screams out as blood shoots out
from the sun reminding me of when it all fell down

time likes me likes you
what do i do
take it all away from you
take it from me everything
i want you to take everything from me

spiral into my existence while
you destroy me.

Undecided frontages in the back of the garden
bleeding orchids look through you with
shots refired and rewound
through time slowly i see
i want to become what
reality has plunged
me into broken
clocks and Time
defeats me
crushing
me

picture a dead leaf crushed
on cracked sidewalks
beaten pouring rain
from a bleeding sky
the reason why
I want to understand you, understand heaven
if that's you

life on the edge of the beach
wet sand into the incoming waves
****** beneath (I'm coming through)
I want to know

The treason is the reason for the resurrection of the State
blind dictators are dancing in the dark
i've made my mark
your eyes burn my eyes burn to
turn away
under the residue
of tumbling relationships

if you're my piece of a puzzle that is my life
my understanding of choices
my beautiful headlight
my light at the end of the tunnel
my one
my everything
my god, my God
why have you forsaken me

as i sink under the nectar of oxygen
i want to understand why it is
you couldn't save me
you and I
i knew that you were the answer and you didn't just crack the heart
you ripped it out and tore it
stomped on and  beaten down all around the beaten ground
i would have disappeared right into your rushing hair
and i had the choice, you had the voice
of a goddess in the wind
and life in the wind
if this is the end
i'll hold it to you
you know
what to do
you know how to do it
you know what to see
you know
you know
you know
cut it away
live it hey
don't burn my eyes
under endless black holes
beaten cracked holes
why oh why
couldn't you say why i could why am i why why i know i know why i know how the dancing devils ripping shadows
of disease and decay
to be
to see
let me understand you
tell me all about you
four whole years
four old years
i''ve done it all

so if this is the message over the broken
sidewalk and other individual studies.
cheer for me and see
we have it all

so life
is life
and time is time
i will find the resurrection in my treason for you have yet to find yours in yours

(lift me up, let me ascend, and come with me)

and then there was the the idea of Then and Now

Do nothing? Do something? My mind and body is being pulled in different directions yet the only way I want to go is with you
it was harder to know the directions when you're not next to me
yet in the same room
the songs plays on

i knew that moment was cracking
some barrier broken, me looking into your face (yet not your eyes)
i felt the Two one in complete Eden and like a complete disgrace
killed and split right in two
yet i knew i wanted this i always wished for it
for years (implying you have)
my hand on your back
i moved it up and down
just to sink into the sound
oh god
how beautiful
how couldn't i tell you

but the rest of the day was
something exploding inside the night
as i felt a disconnect from earthly things
my fault, I'm sorry
my mind everywhere i walked on among the silence
and maximum volume of my thoughts
and do i love you or do i feel connected to you?

tempted by snakes and broken down by evil
living life in the veil
someone screaming in my ear:
can't you hear?
delusion or confusion (or love)
you've always been my here and i don't want to
go in the other direction no matter how satisfied i'll be
i don't want to scream about some ******* influx of dreams in the night so then drinking from the ocean i'll shoot up and bellow:
can't you see
you were supposed to save me

because perhaps i don't want to know but i don't know what i did considering that I've done something in the first place because i really haven't done anything ever

If you were the same me
I would have known how
everything goes now
she stares at the ceiling
li(v)es full of meaning
and somewhat deceiving
the way you look

sliding down
running town
looking 'round
meaning
life is short
when i caught
beakers down
bleeding

breaking beneath the waves
unknowing  as it is to you
i will send the ocean into
your cavi
ty

la la la la la la la lie
ala carte somehow,
why

is it
so hard
looking at
me
to see that you truly look past
me
seeing circles
pulling circles
running perfect little
circles
i can adorn you
with your crown of thorns
born of unborn
igno
rant
suffering

this will not end till I say it's over
like is the dreaming, not the doing
if i could erase the scratches of time
bleed them all out, and do it again
all for you
all for you
this is not what I want to do
if i knew
something to do
i'm caught right here in the middle with you
glancing envy
turning so pale
chasing your tail
this isn't the end
i have gone so far
this is not over
and
look at me all you like
i will not forget this
i will not forgive this
laying the fist down
changing it all around
i know what I want

yet i can't have it
you can't know it
she doesn't see it
he couldn't be it

i am the crown of your thorns
unturned by endless stones. I am the reaping, i am the creaking, floors in your youth. here is my shoulder, there is your hand, there is his hand, i can not end this with my shouting endless dreams. flowers on flowers, gardens on gardens, fields upon hills and mountains in silk. this is so fast. this is so cold. i can't be too old

or be too young