Caged like the animal I was
I grew into the monster I wasn’t.
Flashback after flashback
reappeared in my psyche.
Flashback after flashback
I knew I could not take back time.

Billowing blood ran down my face
As I screamed for my innocence
That was far gone and passed away.
I remember it now…
My finger pulled forward with a ferocious roar
And just like an eagle it flew and it soared.
My bullet, his bullet, went straight through the core.

I sit in my gloomy gray cell and think back on my life.
The bright colors of childhood that once painted my mind
Have left and gone leaving just one color,
The color of hell and the new color of my cell.

Thinking of fear and lust
Grinding away until I’m dust
I believe in a greater good
If only everyone else could.

Thinking of our fears
Mixed with our lust
I remember to rewind my gears
Before my life crumbles to ****.

Believing in a greater good
Call it a higher knowledge
The world breathes beneath our feet
While the clouds still evaporate.

Sitting in a lonely apartment
I found myself smitten with fear.
For I was just an empty dreamer.
With nothing but the vast world left unclear.

With my mind drifting, a vision was sent.
Promising me never to meander again.
So surreal I can only dream to understand
Just how I found her.

I’ll always be her dreamer, for that I’m hell bent.
Just give me the command
And I’ll never fear again.
For you’ll walk with me, just us hand in hand.

Linen white dress &
High heeled shoes
Holding back sweat
While covering tattoos

A serene southern accent
Who’s holding back flight
Only Bells ring in the morning
While Dimes are spent at night

Horse drawn carriages
And happy never endings
Appeal to the unfortunate
While the restless tire of pretending

An inebriated form of affection
, Adornment
, Obsession
No, not obsession

Euphoric admiration
, Belonging
, Destined
Yes, destined

This destined affection
Collides on precisely given moments
When not even planned

A call to arms from within
, Inside the belly of the beast
, The ultimate boon
No, not the ultimate boon

This charismatic inflection
between these Fated Fools
once sparked now fade

Yes
, a refusal to return.

Of three, I’m the oldest sibling.
That makes you entirely more
Than a fun girl.
Much more interesting.

… thanks.
What are you taken aback by?
Because you’re a fun girl?
Or why it is that you are so interesting?

A fun girl.*
Answered.
You’re more interesting because
You are their idol.

Do not fly into the sun
Or stop the winds from flyin’
Keep your wings afloat, youll see
Your mind will be your guidance.

It’s normal for a boy to grow
And keep within his bounds
Just as it’s normal for a man to
Stay and never listen to a sound.

Sounds of silence uncomfortable within
Nothing like a leap of faith for new ventures to begin.
Torn between what’s old and new,
The ultimate decision that stands all time is just to follow through.