The world is on fire.
I wasn't sure if you had heard.
We used to walk these gardens,
before the flames arrived
to steal our memories of this place.
I used to think it was heaven.

Our lake.

I always thought you
would sit beside me.
Thought you would watch with the
same pent up rage as they
destroyed all that was pure.
You always hated when I
skipped stones, as though somehow
I had tarnished the surface of our lake.

Our lake.

What have we done?
You were never so far away.
Once I could reach out and
feel you there,next to me.
You made the wind beautiful.
I don't know if I ever told you that.
It seems a silly thing to think of now.

Our lake.

The world is on fire.
In no small part because of us.
I wasn't sure if you had heard.
I don't know how else to tell you.
I wasn't sure how else to put it out.

Step along,
It's time to take place,
Apparently you,
Surviving this,
Means you're worthy,
For us to pick you apart,
DNA material is of importance,
But not you,
You are worthless as the air you breath,
So step along,
Or try and run,
You'll be caught,
By the draw of the gun,
Go ahead it'll be fun,
This your last chance,
If you can,
Advance...

Make it through the mire,
Take it a step higher,
The the trenches filled of people fired,
Not slowing down,
Moving around,
An occasional sound,
So drop and hide,
Let the tank roll by,
Dodge the blast,
And start to fire,
Heavy artillery within grasp,
Still a change from half to full mast,
Slowing time to think it through,
Still thinking what else to do,
Position given away,
Echoed the location,
Come on make it today,
Say **** it to hesitation,
Let instinct kick in,
Stop bringing it in,
The words to think,
Just do and blink,
It will for the best,
If not it'll be time to rest

Damaged the goods,
The product just a knock off,
Not even real food,
Mine as well be a trough,
For a pig to feast,
On itself and others,
Pay attention to the yeast,
You'll soon discover,
Nothing is real,
All manufactured in control,
Environments that are sealed,
And packages that roll,
Off the line to enter,
The mouths of the hungry,
Not knowing to grow,
Their own food for free,
Did no one learn to sow,
It's ok the process may be slow,
But then you'll grow what you need,
Also you should know,
Maybe then people won't exceed,
Past the point of a pig,
Becoming bloated beyond recognition,
And be able to keep their fig,
******* market competition

You’re always laughing, always walking, always singing, always talking,
As long as you’re around, I won’t leave this funny town,
No matter how much I want to flee.
They won’t come for you and me.

It’s strange how this love happened,
So spontaneous and rapid,
Unlike me in every single way.
You showed up out of nowhere and the heavens sang some hymns,
And now the monotony of life has begun to dim.
So yes, darling, please hold my hand we’ll make the break and take a stand even as the time makes us discreetly yawn…
We will be quiet rebels ‘till the dawn.

Because the night is where we thrive,
Away from humans civilized,
Our love is silent and it is so obscure.
And on every other day,
We meet beside the bay,
And watch the ripples scatter in the glassy sheen.
And that’s when we heard the townspeople all scream.

My father leads the pack followed closely by my mom,
Your mother is crying and whispering some prayer.
Your sister’s looking guilty and my brother’s looking ******,
My grandmother is shaking her small fist.
I clutch tighter to your hand, whimper terrified and sad,
Knowing the end’s coming inevitably…
You lean in close and whisper, “Run with me.”

And so we do, hand in hand, making footprints in the sand, not caring if they follow at all now.
Because we made preparations,
This is cause for celebration!
We’re ready to escape this ******* town.
Where mothers can be mothers only if they are with fathers and fathers have to wear suits every day.
We prepared to outrun the grey.

So there it goes, the gunshot,
Though it is by my hand,
And my mother collapses in the sand.
She says, “I know this was important, but nothing is ever worth this,”
My father gently purses his old lips.
Soon a second gunshot and my love falls down with me,
And from his family’s side a cry of agony.
With only moments left I look into your honest eyes,
And with my heart my body slowly dies.

We were always laughing, always walking, always singing, always talking,
And as long as you were around, I couldn’t leave this ****** up town,
No matter how much I wanted to see,
If the world could handle you and me.

sometimes the words just don't come
the thoughts and feelings are there
untainted emotions
so raw they cannot be touched
so fragile do they seem, that the slightest contact would shatter them and scatter them to the four corners of my very soul
this is what really lies within me
this is what I cannot bring myself to share
all history has been stripped and I am left with only me
this is the part of me that no one knows
this is whats left
this is the price I dare not pay