We're marching down the streets of The City,
demanding peace and rights for you and me.
We're screaming into the ears of the Idiocracy,
deaf because they're blocked with a hypocrisy.

We're blind if we think we are the forsaken,
they're suffering in other countries.
Just because you're right to hold your gun was taken,
doesn't mean this is the end for you and me.

We're crying out "******!" when an animal's slaughtered,
you'll put animals rights before you're daughter.
And when you're daughter can't get a loan for college,
just remember, you chose animals over knowledge.

We're blind if we think we are the forsaken,
they're suffering in other countries.
Just because you're right to hold your gun was taken,
doesn't mean this is the end for you and me.

They are the forgotten!
The forsaken!
We lose sight of the worth of other human life!
We are mistaken!

Bottles all around him, half empty,
as he lies on the floor.
Feels absolutely nothing,
knows nothing because he is...

Just a boy,
losing hope,
losing faith.

He has,
no control,
of everyday.

Won't run out of beer, he's got plenty,
so he drinks some more.
Drowns himself in his dreams,
has millions of dreams because he's...

Just a boy,
on the run,
from his fate.

Because he,
can't carry,
his own weight.

Bottles all around him, empty,
as he lies dead on the floor.
Feels absolutely nothing,
knows nothing because he is...

nothing.

I stumbled upon a mess,
a blessing in disguise,
my bitter sweet demise,
in the form of a girl.

She carried on her back,
a burden so heavy,
it had her unsteady,
and ready to snap.

I took her weight and carried it,
from mountain high to valley low,
through brutal rain and knee deep snow,
till we reached an impasse.

She could no longer carry on,
unless someone took her burden,
unless someone kept to their word,
and took away the pain.

And so I did,
silenced her tortured soul,
one big bullet hole,
in the side of her head.

And it just goes to show,
with a heart as black as coal,
even the girl with a tortured soul,
can teach you how to love again.

I sit at Robert Frost Farm
On a bench so tall my feet can’t touch ground
I move them around and pretend I’m sitting on a cliff
But I’m surrounded by twigs
And dead yellow grass

It feels like spring but it looks like autumn
The trees are still bare and the landscape barren
Stripped down and beaten
Like a hollow survivor
Waiting for sunlight and just a little water

I sit here blindly like a silent on looker
I stare right through the tattered survivors
An old lady in the distance yells something friendly
But I can’t hear her so I stare and smile

In the event that I die in tomorrows rebellion,
please leave the following items to my son:

My grandmother's locket, my best pair of stockings,
and the ownership of our shack.
Give him my shoes, and make sure he doesn't lose,
the key to the shed in the back.
Tell him to take care of Buddy, clean him when he's muddy,
and don't leave him out in the sun.
I know it's not much, but it's all I got,
worth giving to my beloved son.

But most of all, do not forget,
your heritage, your name.
That of all things, I want you to keep,
and take it to the grave.

Where were you in Montréal,
when the heavens sang a disjointed chord,
a harmony both rich and poor,
where were you in Montréal?

Where were you in Montréal,
when we took a drag outside the bar,
and learned there's more to who we are,
where were you in Montréal?

Where were you in Montréal,
when the cobblestone path led us home,
despite our hearts begging to roam,
where were you in Montréal?

Where were you in Montréal,
when the sun rose like gentle tide,
like a warm blanket on a cold night,
where were you in Montréal?

Where were you in Montréal,
when we branded warm memories,
inside the souls of you and me,
where were you in Montréal?

Under bed sheets,
through luscious lips,
foreign words slip,
from tongue to ear.
You my dear,
are a diamond amongst the rough.
A soul,
free,
flowing with the wind.
A sin,
I cannot win,
I cannot resist,
your venomous kiss.
I wish,
I could be one with you,
a thought long overdue,
but it can never be,
that is,
you and me,
because we both know how that ends.
With you taking my heart,
and tearing it apart.
Left a broken soul,
I wallow in my hole.
Till death comes calling,
upon my forsaken name.

The cool breeze,
flows into the room in waves.
I'm dazed,
lost in the silence that once calmed me.

I'm swimming,
in a sea of words,
some of which are unheard,
I find peace between the lines.

Your actions,
they resonate like the piercing sound of nails on a chalkboard in my scattered mind.
You leave me paralyzed,
crushed.

I feel numb,
as I stare into nothingness,
praying for one last kiss,
or even just a passing glance.

But for now,
I drown.

Keep far from me,
stay out of my grasp.
I'm nothing but bad news,
a race car ready to crash.

I'm a fiery mess,
about to explode.
I'm a super nova,
ready to implode.

I want nothing to do with you,
but I really do.
This is for your own sake,
I'm just a mistake.

So run,
flee,
from my reach.
Just go,
and don't cry,
or I might change my mind.

I don't want to hurt you,
I just want to save you the pain.

Papers fly in the air,
students running without a care.
Teachers let out sighs of relief,
some students sit in disbelief.

People hug and cheer,
for the end of the year,
for the final day here,
of our high school careers.

Let the music play,
it's graduation day.

Spent four years growing,
not even knowing,
the impact on my life,
these people would make.

And with time ticking,
I find myself thinking,
I'm going to be missing,
these people I've grown to love.

But let the music play,
it's graduation day.

Time flies by us,
and for some, surprises us.
We grew to be a family,
whether we liked it or not.

And now we all move on,
slowly, we drift along,
like a lonesome song,
until we meet again.

So let the music play,
until we meet again,
and when we finally do,
we'll be a family again.

My mind is clear, unclear,
slipping in and out of conciousness.

Here, there; there, here,
impossible to control it.

And I'm slipping,
away, away.
Slipping,
away, away.

My minds not here,
not there,
it's everywhere,
and I can't control it.

I'll follow you, you follow me,
I'll take you everywhere.

Lead me to the sea,
we can swim in our reveries.

But I'm slipping,
away, away.
Slipping,
away, away.

When you're not here,
I fear I'm falling,
out, out, out of control.

Out, out, out, out of control.

Don't know what to do,
that's why I'm with you,
you hold me,
hold me,
together.

There is,
no way,
out of,
this implosion.

Surviving,
and thriving,
on limited,
natural resources.
How long can we survive?

Machines tear,
into the forest.
Consuming all,
that we have.
A war on nature,
come join the attack.

Evil, money hungry corporations,
causing all the hectic devastation.
They watch the fall,
of it all.

Happiness is not about the money that you think you need.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

Animals with no home or shelter,
flee and cry.
What I've seen, it is the truth,
and truth can't lie.

Machines tear,
into the forest.
Consuming all,
that we have.
A war on nature,
come join the attack.

Evil, money hungry corporations,
causing all the hectic devastation.
They watch the fall,
of it all.

Happiness is not about the money that you think you need.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

There is no escape from time.
We've committed the wrongs, committed the crimes.
Now it's our turn, our turn to die.
We've committed the wrongs, committed the crimes.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

There is no escape from time.
We've committed all the wrongs, committed all the crimes.

I wish I was blind,
so I didn't have to see you anymore.
I wish I was deaf,
so I'd never have to hear your voice.
I wish I couldn't taste,
so this bitterness in my mouth would go away.
I wish couldn't smell,
so nothing could remind of those days,
we spent together,
arm in arm,
hand in hand,
I can't stand,
just the thought,
of you here,
makes me fear...

I wish I couldn't feel,
so this pain would go away.

The walls are caving in,
my lungs are crushed under your sin.
I'm dying to be freed,
by you.

My mind is racing,
my heart is weak after your sting.
I just want to be free,
from you.

Shuffle the deck,
throw me a curve,
do anything,
just set me free.

I'm such a wreck,
haven't you heard?
The song you sing,
will set me free.

Just let me be.

The ceilings are falling,
in the night, I hear you calling.
I need the sweet touch,
of you.

My heart is a time bomb,
and you're love is a sweet song.
Won't you set me off?
Won't you?

Shuffle the deck,
throw me a curve,
do anything,
just set me free.

I'm such a wreck,
haven't you heard?
The song you sing,
will set me free.

Just let me be.

We’ve taken a turn for the worse,
with problems we can’t reverse,
like our disgusting behavior.

We’re slowly losing our minds,
and at just the wrong time.
Now where is your savior?

I don’t think they care,
but they're killing our country.
I don't think you care,
but we're killing our country.

While other countries unite,
we continue our wars and fight,
when we need to stay together.

The government says they have a plan,
but they don’t understand,
we can’t wait forever.

I don’t think they care,
but they're killing our country.
I don't think you care,
but we're killing our country.

We’re doing the crime,
and we’ll soon do the time.

I don’t think they care,
but they're killing our country.
I don't think you care,
but we're killing our country.

Terror from the sky,
we’re all gonna die.

Please don’t cry.

The warmth from her body,
radiates onto mine,
giving me a cool sweat.
I sweat mostly,
because I am nervous.
I am usually never nervous when we are together,
but that is probably because I have never been this close to her.
The closest I have been was when I walked by her at the Jumpin' Joe's coffee shop on the corner of Caesar Street and Melanie Lane.
That was a great day.
I had never felt so close to her,
but now, I was even closer.
I begin to slowly grin,
showing off my pearly whites.
The love of my life,
standing right in front of me.
My one and only,
true love.
She busts out a few dance moves.
They startle me,
so I step back.
She is so **** ****.
I move back in.
I try not to get too close,
I don't want to startle her.
I feel overjoyed to be here with her tonight.
Like a child when he sees the ice cream truck.
That is just how happy I am.
I move in even closer.
I am breathing down her neck.
Now if only she would turn around and dance with me instead of her husband...

Spending nights together,
under the moonlight.
Sharing laughs together,
everything feels right.

All of the stars reflect,
in your light brown eyes.
They light up and sparkle,
just like fireflies.

And we go together,
like apples do with pie.
And we'll live forever,
I promise I won't let us die.

We can dance, and make love,
in the streets tonight.
We can do, anything,
under city lights.

People will ask us,
why we are so crazy.
Because you have to live, before you die,
or life's a tragedy.

And we go together,
like apples do with pie.
And we'll live forever,
I promise I won't let us die.

You have to live,
before you die,
or life's a tragedy.

I'll love you till,
the day I die,
you are all I need.

We cannot fix the world until we fix ourselves,
cut the flower from the stem, but nothing else.
Try again, start from scratch,
or maybe even back track.

Is there hope in a once dead flower,
even in it's finest hour?

I once believed in an inevitable failure,
my doom and gloom lifestyle,
put a damper on my life.
But after pondering for a long while,
I realized we have the power to fight.

We also have the power to retreat,
to hide from the evil before us.
But we also have the power to stand,
but instead,
we take a seat.

We cry from underneath,
the foot of our government.
We beg them for peace,
but we do not demand it.

Until we demand change,
until we demand bi-partisan negotiation,
we will be lifeless bodies with no voice.

I stare into your eyes,
as they stare through me.
A blank grey canvas,
staring through infinity.

Your skin is pale,
as white as snow.
Where your mind is,
no one really knows.

How long ago,
did you lose control?
When exactly,
did you lose all hope?

The tiny holes,
all up and down your arms,
sites for the injection,
you never meant any harm.

But now my heart is torn,
and bent out of shape.
It pains to see my best friend,
with such a blank face.

I have a question for you.

We walk with such grace,
but choose to run full force.
Slow and steady wins the race,
running runs you off course.

Our greed and fear of failure,
lead us down broken path.
Rushed into choosing which way to go,
nobody knows who's who,
who knows.

Collectively collecting our own debt,
we run our savior out of town.
All bets are off, please make a bet,
and don't tell me I am the clown.

The smell of freedom, it smells like smog,
but I cannot see it over the horizon.
The bitter sweet taste of a pie in your face,
may make you wonder,
is this the right place?

I wish we would realize what we have done,
but we live and feed on denial.
Obese and dead, we live off his bread,
which can be found in any aisle.

Some people tell me, "It happened to the Romans.",
and to them I say, "*******."
I still have faith, I still believe,
so my question is,
do you?

I can feel her slipping,
slipping away.
I can see her eyes,
are turning grey.
Like the clouds,
on a stormy day.
Why can't there be,
another way?

Rougher than the stormy seas.
She tries to battle this disease.
But it will take her,
take her with ease.
All I can do is pray on my knees.

Can you answer?
Answer me!
Answer my prayers,
answer my pleas.
All I ask you,
is that you take me.
But don't take her,
she has much to see.

I am not asking,
this is a demand.
I know you're God,
and I'm just a man.
But I have done,
all that I can.
And time continues,
to slip through my hands.

Slipping through my hands,
slipping through my hands,
time continues,
to slip through my hands.
Through my hands,
her life, like sand,
slips away.

Where were you God?
I needed you God.

I know you wanted to go out today,
so I thought of some places to go.
We could go down to the cafe,
or go see a real good show.

The park is always a nice place,
with lots of open space.
We could visit the "red light district",
but that would end with you being ******.

Or we can hangout by the canal,
just you and me,
and all of my fury friends,
at the Floating Cattery.

It's where old friendships end,
it's where new ones begin.
It's the perfect place to meet,
and it's just down the street.

It's where you'll find the cutest fur-*****,
filled with joy and glee.
They'll never leave you disappointed,
you'll always leave happy.

So if you're feeling bad,
or if you're feeling sad,
or if you just want the day to waste away,
go down to the Floating Cattery.

I remember those days when,
I just couldn't get out of bed.
But when I was with my friends,
I never wanted the day to end.

So if you're in Amsterdam,
and you're looking for something to see,
be sure that you head down,
to the Floating Cattery.

You'll always be able to find me,
down at the Floating Cattery.

I want to experience, with you,
all the wonders of the world.
I know you don't believe it's true,
but love comes and goes, unheard.

I want to take you far away,
to place we can be free.
We can go or we can stay,
there's no set place for you and me.

You and I, we are invincible,
no one can break the bond we've made.
I know it's against all rules and principles,
but we haven't come this far to fade away.

I know that we think love is forever,
but I know that you'll fade away.
I won't cry, I won't complain,
I completely understand,
I'll just leave at your command.

I had a dream of a park by the ocean.
All the trees stood straight,
and all the townsfolk knew my name.

All the street were parallel to each other.
Shops side by side,
under a bright blue sky.

Bricklayed side walks down every street,
in front of the general store,
everyone meets,
and greats,
sharing stories of adventure,
in an adventureless town,
down by the water.

Kids play down by the water,
where men fish for their future.
Hopes are high, hooks are low,
they fish till the sun goes down.

I look all around,
I take in the sights,
I take in the sound,
I breathe in and now,
I feel one with the town.

Do not wake me,
for I am at peace.
I am happy in the town,
I found in a dream.

Paralysis surges over me,
I feel nothing, not even numbness.
Levitation raises me,
from my bed, I ascend.

I do not look down,
for I fear the ground.
Nor do I wake myself,
for if this is a dream,
I don't want it to end.

The air is cool up here,
far above the Earth,
far above the trees.

I feel weightless,
almost like paper,
as the breeze lifts me.

When I reach the stars,
the skyline, the end,
I stop.
My body drops,
and burns up in the atmosphere.

But I stay here,
my entity stays here,
where I float,
where I will remain,
till I dissipate.

Comfort me with your love,
let it wrap its arms around me,
lift me to infinity.

I feel lost in the alleys of my mind,
no guiding light or love to shine.
I fall into the dark recesses of my mind.
If only you were on time,
you'd be a savior.

Now you're just late.

I question sometimes if there is a love,
I have felt it before,
or so I think.
But since then,
nevermore.

I feel as if though,
I'm not asking for much.
Just someone to kiss and hold,
and do such things till we grow old.

Or just be my guiding light,
through these dark times.

Is that too much to ask?

Sun rises on the day,
and incinerates the night before.
Bodies stumble to the kitchen,
jello legs drag across the floor.

Silence hangs in the air,
as we sip on our open drinks.
We hate us now, sick and tired,
but one day we'll think...

Think of the drunken friends,
all the spilled drinks,
all the puked out brains,
all the drinking games,
all the endless laughs,
and all the times we crashed,
and all the love we shared,
under one small roof.

Innocence,
is irrelevant.
With bleeding eyes,
we look up at the skies.

We're waiting,
and waiting,
and waiting.
Waiting for the sky, to finally die.

Gentlemen,
ladies and gentles,
please take a seat,
we're starting the show.

It's about,
the end of the world,
which was predicted,
many years ago.

Thousands of years ago,
we predicted the end of the world.
We stopped making calenders,
thinking it was over.

Somehow we could predict,
the end of all mankind,
but we could not create,
electricity.

Gentlemen,
ladies and gentlemen,
we're now waiting,
for the show to start.

It's about,
the end of the world,
which was predicted,
many years ago.

Thousands of years ago,
we predicted the end of the world.
We stopped making calenders,
thinking it was over.

Somehow they could predict,
the end of all mankind,
but we must remember,
they thought the world was flat.

We've waited,
and waited,
and waited,
so long.
Waiting for the sky,
to finally die.

Somehow we, could predict,
the end of all mankind,
but we could, not create,
electricity.

Somehow they, could predict,
the end of all mankind.
But we must, remember,
they thought the world was flat.

Systems fail,
we're going down.
In the air,
questions roam.
Do not care,
about you.
Break me down,
is all you do.

I'm ejecting,
I'm perfecting,
every step I take,
is away from you.

Going down,
with the ship.
You put a hole,
in the side of it.
Sabotage,
you hated me.
And so this ship,
I'm abandoning.

I'm jumping ship,
you'll sink with it,
I hope you drown,
in your ocean.

I'm escaping,
don't need your ****,
I'm sick of it,
I'm getting out of here.

Spring is beautiful.
Full hills,
green.
Round;
soft as breast.
And then,
the leaves,
breakout on the trees.
The petals drop,
carpet the Earth,
pink and white.
Behind the fruitfulness,
are men,
who experiment with seeds.
Men of chemistry,
men of disease.
Men at the borders,
men who quarantine.
These are "great men".
Driving the Earth to produce!
My God!
There is a crime here,
there is a sorrow here,
that weeping cannot symbolize!
There is a failure here,
that topples our success!
The fertile Earth,
dying.
In the eyes of the people,
failure.

A sole spotlight, a moonbeam bright,
finds the boy in the dirt on a cold black night,
and the arctic winds howl,
stifling the voices of those who doubt him.

Beacon of fire in the cold night sky,
her moonbeams raise the Imperfect Son,
from the ashes of a life that ended twice,
a life from which the joker would run.

From the molten heart of the life he despised,
naysayers cackle and close their eyes,
for the moonbeams burn those who doubt,
the love that raises him from the Earth.

Everyone wants to be a revolutionary,
a hero, a martyr, or more.
Empty minds seeking an empty prize,
of fame and boundless glory.

Everyone wants to be a wiseman,
without searching for the wisdom.
Everyone wants to break free,
from their phony societal prison.

Everyone wants to be loaded,
without having to earn the dough.
A tax or two will surely do,
those ***** capitalists will eat crow!

Everyone wants to change the world,
without having to change themselves.
Everyone wants everything,
except to be ourselves.

These feelings,
that I'm feeling,
leave me confused,
feeling used.

Now I'll hang myself,
by a thread,
and if I fall down,
hang me up again.

Feelings rising,
feels like I'm falling.
Feelings rising,
up and down,
now I'm fallin'.

Pay no attention,
to my feelings,
they're just there to,
be played with.

Feelings rising,
up, I'm fallin'.
Feeling rising.

Put my life,
in the hands of God.
But it's really,
in the hands of you.
Feel the pain,
I'm going through.

Now I'll be fallin',
down, down, down.
And I'll be fallin',
my friend.

Feelings rising,
feels like I'm falling.
Feelings rising,
up and down,
now I'm fallin'.

The buildings,
on the horizon,
are falling into the sun.

Crooked eyes,
always question,
the meaning of it all.

And corrupt minds,
will always defy,
the rules and the law.

As we await,
the wrath of,
the Gods.

The present state,
of our mother Earth,
shows we don't care,
about her worth.

The decrepit state,
of our future's minds,
will only fall apart,
over time.

We are falling,
we've fallen.

The torn wings,
of the angels,
have fallen to the ground.

The nuclear bombs,
all exploding,
barely make a sound.

And the roars,
from the rioters,
are incredibly loud.

And we await,
the wrath of,
the Gods.

Let the crooked eyes,
and corrupt minds play.
Let them play their game.

Be one with you,
and we will survive,
we are the sane.

We are falling,
we have fallen.

The crooked culture,
like a preying vulture,
picks at the flesh of the feeble,
the financially unable,
but not those particularly stable.

Peel back the skin,
can't help but cringe,
the gears grind and screech,
they **** life like a leech,
fail to practice what they preach.

**** this modern love,
it makes me sick.
Possession over obsession,
and if there is an obsession,
it's with the ring.

Doesn't that sting?

The world is a mess,
fracturing under the stress.
The weight of this culture,
this modern love,
and much more,
has us racing,
spacing,
and downright chasing,
our dreams.

I know,
I have been fading,
I'll be back soon,
when I'm better.

The pain,
of living is harder,
when you don't want,
to live anymore.

I can't keep heading down the path,
I'm heading down,
I'm fading fast.
I can only fall to my knees so many times,
before it's too late,
and I run out of time.

Please help me walk,
keep me standing.
Don't let me fall,
I need a savior.

The burden I carry,
is weighing down on me.
I can't keep traveling,
with this weight on my back.

I'll pull myself to my feet,
only to fall again,
in defeat.
And I will not hesitate,
to stand again,
to fight once more,
to make a stand.

So help me now,
before it's too late.
Before I fall and can't get up,
and seal my own fate.

The night is quiet,
the moon illuminates the sky.
The snow gleams under the moonlight,
the icicles sparkle like diamonds.

I sit on the porch,
staring at the cloudless evening sky.
How could anyone ever make out the stars?
They all look the same through teary eyes.

The long Alaskan roads are barren on cold, wintry nights.
Every night is a cold, wintry night.
I wait for someone,
anyone,
to come mend this broken heart.

The tears in my eyes freeze as they fall down my cheeks.
The frigid wind whips against my face.
The rocking chair creeks as I wait,
and wait,
and wait.

To feel the warmth of you again,
in nights so cold, and black,
I would sin over and over again,
but for now I wait,
and wait,
and wait.

Black and white,
the starry night.
Suns shine bright,
darkness consumes.

Both the sky,
and my mind.
Over time,
I will collapse.

Love relapse,
fall into the past.
I lose my grasp,
on reality.

****** right in,
by my own sin.
I let it win,
I'm giving up.

Losing sight,
of real life,
I'm trapped in an illusion,
delusional again.

Devouring natural resources,
is it really worth,
destroying our planet,
our mother Earth.

Machines covered in oil,
drill to the core.
We can't get enough,
always wanting more.

And if we could,
we would,
**** this planet dry,
till we all suffer and die.

Wipe the oil from your mouth,
you sick corporate machine.
You're the greediest *******,
that I've ever seen.

And your putrid smile,
how it makes me sick.
The oil that covers your hands,
will always stick.

Our world is crumbling to pieces,
to nothing.
Is it really all worth while?
If they could stop, would they?
No, they'd continue.
No one can wash away,
the sticky black residue.

Wipe the oil from your mouth,
you sick corporate machine.

I don't know why,
you're trying to be so kind.
Every second here,
is a waste of time.

I'm overloading,
my mind is corroding,
and I can't seem to find,
purpose in my life.

Silver tears,
and pearly white smiles,
reflecting off my glazed over eyes.

I'm standing on thin ice,
please don't come near,
or we'll both drown,
in all my fears.

I just want to die alone,
I don't want to take you down.
I don't want to die alone,
I just don't want to take you down.

I lost you somewhere along the way,
somewhere deep inside my brain.

I never thought I would see,
and when I did, I couldn't believe.

I'm just trying to find my way.

I feel everything,
even the bells when they ring.

The bells, how they toll,
searching for my lost soul.

I'm just trying to find my way.
I'm just fighting for another day.

Wrists smudged with red,
let the voices in your head.

I thought I was immune,
but I'm just a human, out of tune.

I'm just trying to find my way.
I'm just wondering astray.

Another statistic right,
says I'll **** myself tonight.

Another statistic right,
so why is no one by my side.

Comfort me.
Comfort me.
Be my friend.
Be there in the end.

I'm just trying to find my way.
I'm just trying to survive,
another day.

Walking by the riverbed,
drowning my thoughts,
and regrets.

Rocks sink quickly,
like my heart,
ever since,
you chose to depart.

Never again,
I cannot swim.

Been searchin’ for,
a light to hold,
and wane away the darkness a little more.

Stars grow dim,
like the tunnel entrance,
slipping further away,
disconnected romance.

Never again,
I cannot see.

The night is cold,
the frost is thick,
and I am growing old.

My fingers and face,
have become numb,
like my weak heart,
when we’re not one.

Never again,
I cannot feel.

The world has gone gray,
an empty canvas abandoned,
when did you even go astray?

Everything seems like nothing,
colorblind to the emotions around,
like a dog trying to define a rainbow,
or the deaf’s hope of enjoying a sound.

Never again,
I cannot hear.

War torn,
my heart cries,
like a newborn.

And like a newborn,
I have become immature,
to what love truly is,
you have distorted my perception,
forever.

Never again,
I cannot love.

I can't resist,
your **** twist,
your poison kiss,
it makes me die.

It makes my mind,
stretch until,
the end of time,
and burn alive.

Flesh rots away,
the feelings stay,
drive me insane,
but I can't run.

Can't find my gun,
I can't get out,
I am the one,
you called your sun.

I'm broken down,
don't make a sound,
look all around,
no one cares.

They all just stare,
as I stumble,
they all just stare,
as I crumble.

If you think about it, it's sad,
how at the end of this charade,
we're buried in the ground,
and left there to decay.

We work so hard throughout our lives,
work to the bone,
just to be judged,
by a man on a throne.

But life's had me questioning recently,
what's real and what's a hoax.
Is the great beyond really real,
or a story handed down by old folk?

Because I sure hope that soldier,
that I saw buried today,
will go up to that great beyond,
and not lie there and decay.

I mean, after all,
he deserves it more than me.
He worked so hard, worked to the bone,
to support a family.

So God bless you, my grandfather,
for you, God waits.
Just promise you'll be the first to greet me,
at the pearly gates.

The ghosts of my past,
they haunt me.
Like the thousands of voices in my head,
they cry and wail in agony.

Sometimes I falter,
under the pressure of living,
all I'm doing is giving,
every last bit of me I have to give.

I don't want to die,
but I kind of do, I guess.
It's kind of hard to tell,
when your mind's a mess.

Nightmares consume the night,
insomnia prevails.
I feel weak,
no wind in the sails.

Now I sit here,
silently,
mindlessly,
and wait for you.

This could take forever,
but I've already had to wait that long before,
so it shouldn't be that hard,
to wait that long once more.

My heart bleeds,
and beats to the rhythm,
of the flow of my mind,
trapped in love's lost prison.

Fingers feeling numb,
hands and legs are weak.
Lost looking for the love,
I so dearly seek.

When I'm near you,
I melt,
down to my skeleton.
When I'm with you,
I feel,
the goosebumps on my skin.

I know I'm insane,
but take this to the grave,
I love you.

Peel back my skin,
to see the pain within.
Kiss my sores and wounds,
and say everything will be okay.

Don't let my heart burst,
stay with me,
for better or for worst,
through sickness and the rest of the ******* I carry.

When I'm holding you,
I cry,
because I know I am not worthy.
When you run,
I smile,
because I know you will hurt me.

And I know I'm insane,
but take this to the grave,
I love you.

My age is carved in the trees,
in the bark that breaks so brittle.
My age is sown in the sky,
that looks down on me, so little.
My age is blended in the seas,
and carried upon the waves.
My age is deep in the dirt,
in the intricate ant maze.
My age is the sun, the moon, and the stars,
the nebulae and black holes,
the reckless behaviors of the young and old,
my age is the ever expanding universe.

Seasons come and gone,
grey ice fights the waves.
Sun stretches its arms,
its reach not far away.

Warm air pockets come,
cold air fights to maintain.
A steel grip on my soul,
but it slips away.

Sitting on stony earth,
the most comfortable I’ve been it weeks.

Hard ice gives away,
to soft embracing mud.
Wind whispers warm secrets,
of sweet summer love.

Holding out for hope,
the brighter future fades,
taken by the sound,
of an invasive plane.