Ineffable- "too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words.”

Trying to find my way to you,
But I keep getting lost in your eyes
Before you go I wave to ya
Staring at your lips, then mine
I know I should say something
But my head is running in circles,
overthinking-
my words,
my thoughts,
The way that I walk
If I should mention the 2 birds in the sky,
Flying high and free
Just like you and me.
Do I try to hold your hand?
I’m trying to understand
what to do.
What to do..

“And when you walk down the hallway and I blush
Your so confident, I’m shy and sometimes too much
How could we work out with my head in the clouds..?”

Oh, I think I said that aloud..

..And you smiled

Was it worth it?
Did it matter?

“No”

Your meaning to say, it was all for nothing..?

“..”

Hm?

“Nothing, such a wide and subjective term.”

?

“Without taking a chance, aren’t we nothing?”

..

“Hm?”

When one’s insults hits a person’s head,
It confuses its flaws with weakness
It hurries to hide them
Ashamed of your dreams,
You let them float to the back of your mind
Your only goal,
To keep yourself hidden
But what does that make you?
What use is it when you,
Foolishly remove everything except the flaws
That shine through once a day?
Should you really let yourself
Be determined by the words of others?

Pause

Rewind

Play

In forthcoming
  It might have been nice

To give you a reminder
  Instructions, possibly

I’ve only left you duct-tape
  To fix what I’ve broken

So you see,

My father is gone now, passed away
“Keep on smiling”
Is what’d he say
But till this day
I can’t give way

To the tears when the children
Are out there in play
With toys at the park, unbeknownst to the fade
Of the memories at stake
Neurotic gold
Under sun’s rays
Opportunities - but in sickness of health
And I cry,
Yes I cry
How can anyone keep smiling
When my brain isn’t surviving
And I’m left with these tapes
Low quality, garbage
The only good videos are in my mind
But they are too now dissipating

So I just lay and never sleep
Or eat anymore,
In the white clean fresh room
Chained to the bed
beep, beep
One look at the window
Is what my head will allow
The only thing that it can do now
My muscles are weakened,
I’ve forgotten how to walk
And now to talk
So all I have left is my rotting mind
And the grin I’ve kept frozen all this time
For the day I meet him back in heaven
So I can say
“I’ve kept on smiling”

Can you fix me?

Thy evening candle’s flicker glows like stars at night
Through gentle breezes borne by evening’s smoke
Debris left by day’s fierce returning flare
Best known in twilight’s tending, hidden care
From dawn to dusk the candle endures,
Once belonged to the man who’d take walks by the shores
For his imprint on the earth is forever spoke
By the chirps of the birds and melted wax on the floors
Of mother earth’s grassy plains
And in the memories of those who by his passing have been torn
Though unspoken wishes remain,
Once let by his tongue, in the rain he adored.
Clinging desperately onto the wind that carries
Until his words are lost in thy golden flame,
And his speech gone in dust by it’s own accord.

she sits
Crossing her legs,
Her beautiful hair waves in the wind
Glistening, like her eyes
Those eyes that shine and dance across waterfalls
Like the entire world
Is inside
Just as her captivating smile,
Slight, but elegant nonetheless
makes it worth my while
To keep staring
As she stares back.
Eyes locked,
Forgetting to breathe
Palms sweating, no message received
That face says she’s content but is that what she’s thinking?
Neither of us are blinking
This scary but enlightening feeling,
Renders me useless
While looking at
Her

The armor of a true selfless person

Is beaten,

Scratched,

Marked,

Slowly falling apart

All so the people they care about go unharmed

At the expense of one’s wants

They want to help with other’s needs

Not for money, nor anything in return,

Is the true value of selflessness

A gift like no other..

Conscientious of your footing
So I can catch you if you fall
Protective of you, and what you love
To defend against any targeted shoves
It’s not quite love, but it’s nice nevertheless
To see your beautiful face
When beating up whoever’s next
That dares to disagree
With you

Half-chuckles flourishing in the night time scene
Slow deep breathes connect us
Staring into the darkened sky
We waited

…

But nothing came
Only a cool wind that blew leaves at our faces
And moved my hand onto yours
That's when I knew
I didn't want to wait for the stars to align
I just needed for you to be mine
and the elements seemed to agree..!

Under siege
Piano keys
Assaulted by staccato breeze
Across the ice, voices plead
And from contorting accents,
Legato’s free
Sadness and some misery
Then pauses in between
2 beats, 4 beats,
CRASH CRASH CRASH
Below, my finger starts a clash
But quickly it goes slow once more
Higher, where the angles soar
Harmony seamlessly flows together
Before the clouds cover light
And the air thickens
Suspense trickles down my bones
And exalts itself from the rule of the instrument
To run away into the audience’s ears
Which leaves the silence, and joyous tears
Bravo, Bravo! I hear them cheer.

Fishing line
How do you find the time?
Fishing line
On a day so sublime
Cast into the river, for some innocent fish to die
Fishing line..
It’s
you

Oh it’s always been you

That never waits for tomorrow
Who feeds on sorrow
Quite proactive indeed..
But for all the wrong reasons

Oh
you

Why has it come to this?
How can a single string of white cause so much pain?

It makes me question wars,
Nukes,
And bombs

Murders of all kind

When it’s been you,
Fishing line..
how do you find the time?

Looked into the mirror
I don’t just see me
But the haunting memories
That take a huge part
In everything I do
I see the grief
Of not just me
But the many
That weigh me down
More than 100 pounds
However
Past all the darkest thoughts
Is the vivid happiness
A step away from disappearing into
Obscurity.
To drown in your own mind
Is more suffocating,
Than anything

When you wish upon a star..

Nothing will happen

Only hope will be left in your head
But hope means nothing, as you can’t act on it
What you can act on is goals
And a yearning for something you wish to do
Then you chase after what you want
And grasp hold of it

You can’t grasp hold of stars..
But they are pretty to look at

The sky wakes, mirroring my movements
I cannot escape the clouds
Nor the ones around
My face leaves traces on the path
Though I will have the final laugh
Trample my footprints
In the dust left
And know I left the mines

Take the amethyst
I kept underneath the pillow
Where I wept
Keep it in your music box
The one decaying
And play a song
It will help pass the time

Burn my clothes and bed
Tell them I’m dead
And let me escape fate
Hang onto the amethyst’s glow
And soon I’ll bring you with me
My Romeo

King’s reigning hand on top of his jester’s cap
Wind in both their eyes, and fire descending from the sky

Snow in oblivion.

King’s castle down unto the earth
He knew the bet was lost- known for a long time.
And thy nursing vines regrow
Although not accustomed to the distorted confusion,
Of reality.
Alongside, The moon pours it’s sympathy down upon them
It’s hands on nature’s heart

Snow in oblivion

Tantalizing thoughts rush through the blood
In king’s veins
His hand still resting upon the cap
Tears stream down his opulent clothes,
Wealth matters no longer.
His laughing companion for a short while remains quiet
His once vibrant chuckle,
Now only an echo that continues across the horizon.
The silence moves mountains,
Forces a slight bow of his head,
His cap falls slow-motion.

Snow in oblivion

And bravely he takes the hand of his lord,
Picks up a sharped piece of limestone from the castle
His grand, insubstantial castle,
And slowly pushes it into the hand
Deeper
please
Deeper.
King does not move
He yearned to suffer for something,
Needed, longed for it
Is what his flesh manifested into his heart
And the silence, suspended by his “royal” blood
gushing forth from his skin

Drop, drip
Snow in oblivion.

It was neither’s fault for the world’s collapse
Eventually it was bound to transpire.
Nothing was of merit forthwith,
Their sole purpose forgotten,
Stolen.

Falling with no intention,
He lays with himself
And fantasizes of an age where his resolve was absolute
Now the only motive is to end it all
And wait for his mirth to recover from the edges of his world;
Bring him value- he cannot produce

They are the oblivion in snow

Though the laughs, and moments brightened up many days
Though you constantly lift us high
In between the lines, in all your closest bonds,
When your there for those around,
Is the reason everyone’s so fond of all you are
The reason why we’ll support you back
Cause between the lines, we know it’s true
All of us have had worse days than others
But you were there,
And we’ll be too

My lady
Walk the street with me

Let us be like we used to
Laughing so freely

Don’t forget, my dear..
Because I know the road will surely fall apart

Though I will stay
Looking for the other piece of my heart

And holding onto the one lamp post
We kissed at, under the earnest moon

Hoping something will change
I pray

You come back to me soon

They trust the imaginary integrity of the yellow, plain roads, as the hail rains’ iron fury flipped them all down, down.

Won’t you look over me
While I go down the boulevard
Won’t you listen to the birds
Won’t you, while I walk
Smell the air
Won’t you pray with me
When you haven’t got a prayer
Boy, won’t you look at the sun,
But not too long
Won’t you,
Dear,
Tell me what you think
Won’t you feel
Walking with me
Down the boulevard
Feel with me
Put on your sneakers
And tell me what’s new.
Never mind the rain
Walk with me son
Won’t you,
Search for a purpose
Before you resolve as a fool
Don’t walk away, son
I know you,
And this isn’t like you
Before the crack of dawn
Before your gone
Take a walk with me
Just down the next block
And I will listen
To your heart true
While you wait for the sun to set.
Until the shadows fall
I’ll be there waiting
Won’t you,
Won’t you
Take a walk with me son
Won’t you
Won’t you
Come out
And take a walk,
The sidewalk holds many secrets
But you son are a new one.
I’ve seen metal bikes
to neon bands
From proposals
To a slap on the cheek
I’ve seen children playing
To parents a prayin’
So tell me
Why don’t you take a walk with me
Just down the boulevard..
While the skies race past
And my head still lasts.
I’m a dream that never came to pass
All the while your crazy new
So let me tell ya something boy
Just, won’t you
Won’t you
While this moment lasts
Won’t you
I wonder,
Can’t you
Take a walk with me?

Is it just me
Or is everything around suspicious?

Malicious lies, intent unknown,
Poison spread by the government themselves
They want to **** us all!
Population control,
Multi media distraction, the slow seeping of knowledge
Middle class, twice removed
Vaccines = Down syndrome
Pharmaceuticals want us to be sick
All their information’s a trick
For our voice to be shunned

****** plots
Web of lies
Certain celebrity parties
Purposeful inflation
Closing of numerous investigations
No found explanations
Aliens..
CIA experimentations
9/11, an inside job
John F. Kennedy’s arranged assassination
New world order
Project 2025
Nuclear war? only the rich will survive

Oh how the human mind is filled with such ideas..
But then again, how do you know I’m not one of them

When

They fall

————————(when they)
———————————————- Fall

—————————falling————v
———————————————-  v
                 ­              (Down through the cracks in the walls)
                                        In the cracks in the wall
                                              ⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️
     ­                                  (Thunder crackles, scaring the crowd)
———————————————-            And when you hear their crying rivers drown up the noise
Splatter.. melt the walls (the walls)    ⭐️ ⭐️⭐️

The (dying) 🩸

Walls
(I can’t stop)  🛑🛑⭐️⭐️⚡️⚡️
Thinking.
———————————————-       ABOUT
                      THE
WALLS!

But no one else is looking for who’s inside them
To find the source
So neither will I

——————————————— And when their dreams go fly above the (red) dreaded drenched sky.. 🌩️🌩️🩸🩸🪽

I’ll go INSANE!

It’s everywhere.
    

                                                               ­            everywhere


                 EVERYWHERE!

(let me out)
(let me out)
(let me out)
(let me out)

Why can’t you just SHUT UP

Let me be..

Keep your crying quiet, quick

    (let me out)

Stop.

(let me out)

No-

(let me OUT)

The room goes dark, except for a small stream of light aiming up at the top of the stage. From it, a single drop of blood comes down.
Then more. Then incoherent sounds and laughter and crying cause the audience to get up from their seats and sprint towards the doorway..! More blood rains, and more and more. A POUNDING on the walls begins

a tune begins to play, too quiet for anyone else to hear save a curious little girl unafraid by the sounds and red liquid.

🎶 and when their dreams go fly, above the red drenched sky.. you’ll know. 🎶

You should’ve let me go

Green
         Yellow
                  Red
skrrrt.                           ­ Stop

The phone rings
A Deafening ring
Piercing my ears
                  
                 Smell of burnt gas,
And rubber
                                Coffee steam,
                       Burnt
Shaking hands
And legs tap,

         Tap
                                                            T­apping

Radio signals wavering

Sweat dripping down
         My face

The sun’s glare meets my gaze
                            Nothing can give me more pain than waiting
Waiting

Honking, pressing hard

                   Grunting

Yelling
                         Useless
  

              Broken apart, leather seats
        
          Cleaned only yesterday
     Fresh scent
Pain in my nostrils
Red.
                                   More honking
Long line


My hand moves up and down to check the time
The watch catches my reflection

           My wife needs me

GO!

Stomping on the gas,

                                        Honking and warning  from the other side

  The birds sing..

My head spins back

I lunge forward

Shards scrape my face and eyes
Down to my concrete bed

My pieces of bone aren’t red
The other car is red
The family inside is red

Cars engulfs in time stopping fire

My ears are numb
One is bleeding,
one is on the leather chair

It’s all stained.

My wife needs me.
                                           Sirens loud, LOUD

GET ME OUT

I scream at them,
                       Cracking my leg I kick the emergency response..
Whatever you call them

Monsters that pull at, and grab me, they keep me away from her
stop
please

Pain engulfs me
And I run off, tears in my eyes
             I’m stuck in my clothes
My breathing is trapped in my lungs

Red is all I see

My wife needs me
She..

Blue skies above
a tumbling crystal stream
Flowing pure and clear-
Oh what a lovely dream

When his tear drops fell
Upon the iced, slicked ground
In his shaking you could tell
His heart was pound, pound, pounding
Along with the cracking of the world below him
He needed some grounding..
Some mercy from the gods above,
Who seemed to make a mockery
Of his need, and desperate greed for a real kind of love.
He assumed he had everything a partner could want,
Honesty, suavity,
Some thousand dollar wine he could flaunt
Now you can see,
He thought he was in a good place..
Except NOW! In this god forsaken world
that has left him to waste
Lonely again, in the face of disgrace.
So fearfully, he looked down at the frozen land below
And saw his reflection in the winter light’s glow

...

"Nothing—was ever real."

1 Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,
    my God, in whom I trust.”
3 Surely he will save you
    from the fowler’s snare
    and from the deadly pestilence.
4 He will cover you with his feathers,
    and under his wings you will find refuge;
    his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
5 You will not fear the terror of night,
    nor the arrow that flies by day,
6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
    nor the plague that destroys at midday.
7 A thousand may fall at your side,
    ten thousand at your right hand,
    but it will not come near you.
8 You will only observe with your eyes
    and see the punishment of the wicked.
9 If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,”
    and you make the Most High your dwelling,
10 no harm will overtake you,
    no disaster will come near your tent.
11 For he will command his angels concerning you
    to guard you in all your ways;
12 they will lift you up in their hands,
    so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
13 You will tread on the lion and the cobra;
    you will trample the great lion and the serpent.
14 “Because he[b] loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him;
    I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
15 He will call on me, and I will answer him;
    I will be with him in trouble,
    I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life I will satisfy him
    and show him my salvation.”

Everywhere I look
and see,
there is judgement.
On every face,
smile,
grin,
pair of eyes,
there is judgement.
In every push,
every word
and written note
or media post,
there is judgement.

And I ask,
"why?"
to the light within my heart,
but a different voice answers--
one of hatred,
and evil.
It told me of a tree
that offered good and evil,
and that evil has since cursed the hearts of many
and lives inside us all.

But I knew, that the shadows had not cursed me yet,
for I held the virtues in my heart,
like a shield against the blasphemy.

So I looked to the walls.
Cement and brick stacked up and up,
was my joy.
For on the walls were signs of color,
and love
and acceptance.
On the walls hung pictures,
of tremendous feats made
by the most intelligent of men--
inspiration that waited for me every day.
And they were solid,
static,
always offering me a glimpse into what could have been,
if good had slayed the evil,
and opened up our souls.

But every day I notice cracks
in the brick,
and melting of cement,
I knew Satan held the upper hand.
He was in every room,
every thought,
and every judgement.

But why should I care?
The walls shall not collapse
while I still roam these halls,

there is still hope for me.

If Satan lurks by judgment's guise,
slowly tearing down the light,
I will be in happiness--

For what have I to worry?
I say, "Let the curse spread!"
Let it tear the world apart,

In 500 years or so,
judgment will be no more

and I will have had the walls to myself.

There is time for me,
but for the future none will be left,

and the walls will crumble.

The dystopian regime
will reign soon,
but when my bones have already turned to dust.

I can hold on and pray,
for the future ones to weep on the ground--
facing eternal judgment,
in the fire that burns below.

The walls will crumble,

But by then the skies will have welcomed me,

and with the angles by my side

I will enjoy the last laugh.