Is it poetry if I just let it go free?
Is it poetry if this is the truth to me?
Have I ever been in love or was it all a hoax?
Yeesh.
If heaven sits above then was our time all wasted grief?

Petals like pages telling stories of the light
Roots buried deep, hidden in the night
Settle your rages and speak
Truth is found steeped among the wheat

You cannot be both the clouds and the rain.
Your silence is eating away at my brain.
I am falling.
Singing this light won't go away.
Night only serves to end the day.
You are calling.
Stone lips like fire in the shade.
You cannot be both the Sun and it's ray.
We are drowning.
In silent rain.

I woke up off Broadway.
Not that Broadway.
I made good on my farewell.
She said she would call.
I stumbled home in the morning light.
Hailed the sun as a friendly face.
The *** and ***** eked from my pores.
Leaving their mark on my muddled mind.
Like dirt in the puddle.
Oh how wasted my life has been.
I slept through the day.
Awoke in the early evening glow.
Refreshed and ready to take on the night again.
She didn't call.
She never called.

**** the lights
Say goodbye
**** the lights
Say goodbye
We are nothing but fiction
A sacrificial supposition
But you don't understand
No you don't understand
A life of living in demands
I, a sacred book in a beggar's hands
**** the lights
**** the lights
We're drawing out the common end
A preamble to your life of wasted youth
Never knowing the end begins with you
Say goodbye
Say goodbye
Break
Free
Save
Me
Figure 8 of 9 is just time intertwined against the definite nature of your infinity turned aside
Break
Free
Save
Me
I just wish it was this easy
To let the world know
How much this means to me
A heart bound to bones of my own creation but it won't show
So just go
**** the lights
**** the lights
**** the lights
Say goodbye
Say good night

She's aimless but she's right on target
Hits you right where the heart is
Cuz she's been around the world and back
She's blameless but she gives me heart attacks
Yeah yeah she's so Kerouac

Told me to take it all and go
Blaze a trail few would ever know
Well I lost my head instead on the edge of existence
I said, "Cut me some slack", and turned right back, she just stood there singin' "You're no Kerouac"

Walking on water wasn't built in a day
The life we're living is nothing but a daze
One mad dream is all it takes
To see that we are one with everything

Yeah, yeah, she's so Kerouac,
Ramblin through the world,
She's seen it all, the town and city
She's just a vagabond girl, spiritual monstrosity, like Neal Cassady, she gave her life to Jack

I was born to be a hero or nothin,
Knew my time was coming
To an end, I went away
In search of better days,
I stared at mountains for months and months, though they never changed, I couldn't stay the same. I am just matter bound by time and space, I saw the end of god, she took his place


Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're so Kerouac.
Pale cardiac rhythm, stood still
Frail insomniac prison, quietly shrill
Yeah, yeah, babe, you're so Kerouac

Writhing in our fevered sleep.
Sickness twisting our once golden fleece. Losing sight of what it means to believe in this American dream.
Have we become the ******* sons of liberty?
How can we hope to be free from war when there's no peace?

Life
Is
*******
Exhausting

While you're counting syllables
I'm baring my silly soul
Eyes like ice or fire
but my dreaming mind is tired
Follow me to the fallen tree
And I'll show you just how to expire
Only lost will we ever be free

Walking in my own footsteps
Making all of the same mistakes I made last year
I'm still in love with the wrong person
I'm still in love with the same fear

Count me out

And it's blue again
Her eyes and this stormy sea
All the same to my heart
All the same rapturous belief

Fill me up with doubt

Now I'm glued to the floor again
Giving up on her
Love is only labor
Love is wasting away
Disgracing today

So I don't know if I want this
It's going back and forth
And back and forth
Shallow hearts beating
the death out of my
Ceaseless breathing

I walk these circles
Pacing around the sun
I'll follow my footsteps
Collapse back in that garden
Where we first begun

It feels I've been sleeping for far too long.
It's time to cease this dreaming.
It's time to wake up.

Wrapped up in your
Unending comfort
I woke to the
Sound of loving laughter
Surrounding my
Head like music
Of the trees
Thank you
For loving me
I will bear
Witness
To your grace
I will shelter
You from
Your storming
Rage
Let these
Words be
a promise
Let this
Fragile heart
Be an offering
Take me away
Freedom waits
Love is more
than just
a gentle embrace
Love is everything
We were made
To be
Sleep sweet
Under the stars
Filling your wild dreams

I want to learn how to smile in another language.
I want to burn but feel no anguish.
I'm so sorry for all those words I never said.
I'm so sorry I wrote all those love songs in my head.

Wander through the deep
Bark hung thick in mossy greens
Tread so lightly through fallen leaves
Still he cannot find what he seeks
Silent between the eldest trees

There's a war in the 2 A.M.
And I am not okay
I live divided between
the stars and the love beneath
I can't breathe in light
No, I can't breathe tonight

Am I falling down?
All the stars littered about
And I am not afraid to die
In the garden of the sky

Push it down
Swallow that startled sound
I'll be okay, it's true
Yeah, I'll be okay
If that's okay with you

But I can't breathe right now
No, I'm not breathing now
And the lights are spinning around
And around over my eyes, baby blue
Now...

Am I falling down?
All the stars littered about
And I am not afraid to die
In the garden of the sky


Tonight, tonight I am
Lost in this forlorn 2 A.M.

My hands
Brought to ruin
Wasteland
Burnt to death by fruition
When every song will grind our souls
We will live to break our bones
In service of the name we cannot speak
Our life, our death an endless melody on repeat
Should I breathe or just give in?
Should I love or die my friend?
Love to death, breath to surrender
I, begin

To see the nature of all these monstrosities
Bound inside my hidden anxieties
But nothing helps when the sun still sets
On empty halls in houses not yet meant
To shelter the weak from the coming storm
To shelter us from the pulpit, mourn
Our insufficient gesture of goodwill
In the darkness we suffer soft and still
Should I breathe or should I just give in?
Should I love or die my friend?
Love to death,
breath to surrender
Decompose the sound of silence,
return to sender

I am afraid
I am only a counterfeit
And I am over it.

All that you are not
All those scars you've got
Will lead you to the end
Where I've been watching the world sleep again

Breathe it in
Forget our sin
Forget our spoken names
We journey to that sacred place

I've always been lost
A silhouette of hopeless indifference
I've always been lost
A burning darkness in the distance

You are a silver dream of mine
My only reason that seems to bind
Your golden grace bestowed on me
Leads me to a sudden peace

Awash in starry ocean waves
We've chosen our graves
Death is awaiting a single thread
A pale golden hair from atop your head

Breathe it in
Forget our sin
Forget our spoken names
We journey to that sacred place

I've always been lost
A silhouette of hopeless indifference
I've always been lost
A burning darkness in the distance

I've always been lost
A silhouette of hopeless indifference
I've always been lost
A burning darkness in the distance

On my first day of dying I met the sun.
A funny fellow he played tricks on everyone but it was all in good fun.
All in good fun.

On my second day of dying I met the moon. She, like me, was quite morose. Full of darkness her gloom seemed to mirror my doom.
Mirror my doom.

On my third day of dying I met the earth. A babbling brook and mountainous mirth. She spoke of living and of the renewal of spring, her birth. She kept me warm in her hearth.
Warm in her hearth.

On my last day of dying I met you. A beautiful soul, bright and true. I heard you laugh and sing to the deep blue. Ice for eyes and fire for heart you carried me through.
Carried me through.

On my first day of living I met myself. I never would have made it without your help. Now my misery lives quiet on the shelf. Our children play like fireflies in Springtime's golden wealth.
Springtime's golden wealth.