It doesn't matter
About the metal in your hips,
The ethanol on your lips.
I didn't notice when you
leaned into me,
breathed on my neck,
And wrapped your arms around my waist
Then tip toed away to kiss his cheek.
I never saw you when you
Lay there, eyes shut, face upon the tiled surface, waiting for the haze to lift,
And you said that you hated me,
But I didn't hear you.

It doesn't matter about the stitches in your heart,
The patches in your skin,
The zippers that run down the
Back of your neck
And opens your mind.
I can't see you falling apart,
But I can't seem to miss
Our pupils touching,
Not that they do
Enough.

Would you believe me
If I said that I didn't care
That you played with my happiness,
Took it to use
And then left it in the alleyway
Next to the broken promises?
That even when you said that this time was the last time,
But you did it again anyway,
I always thought,
In the back of my head,
That if I pulled hard enough,
You might actually get through.
And maybe
Love me.

There was that time,
When I held your hand in mine,
We walked by the shores,
And you held my lips in yours.
Then when the wave crashed,
And the white-wash covered over our heads,
I looked up and smiled, expecting your eyes,
Only to find you were already gone.
You always seem
To slip through my fingers,
Just like those grains of sand.
And now,
It seems,
I've found myself
Alone on this lonesome beach.

Felt tip, well that's no security
Wait back, step up, now it's purity
Laid back love but not in love
You don't wake that finger in your glove
You might stay but leave it all behind
When you leave you know that I'll be fine
I don't see well can't believe in time
I don't treat well, treat me, cheese and wine

I could break but it would be subliminal
Can't exceed the speed, you criminal
Ease and wheeze the black ephemeral
Keep it steep and bleed the hemorrhage
Was it wondered, was it blind
I met the sage and touched the grind
If I peeled or wheeled the mystic sign
I could feed the steed that rind
And it goes
So it goes
There would be a happy ending, so that he knows
She don't know
Arctic breeze that leaves us back towards the snows

World of power, it's the glider
Lizards, snakes and horse back riders
Can't escape a broken riser
Or attract the ****** geyser
Shoot me I have gone insane
Or would it satisfy that brain
To keep the cheap, accept the drain
Or steep the tea and just refrain

Exactly where it's s'posed to be
Excreted, left alone with me
Arguing with time and sea
The mountains crumbled, so did he
The metals rusted, did it matter
Had the lost induced to flatter
It was so, he just fatter
Jumped across and left a splatter

Too bad, too bad, heating scene
Unless the rest are draped in cream
And colored when he wasn't seen
But left behind inside his dream

Where do we go if you wanted to know
The axis is shattered and what does it show?
A flattened existence to where it began
And laid down the judgement with only one hand

Can you turn it down?
Loves on turbo, hearts destruction,
Willing partner needs eruption.
Love is rivers, I might drown.

Can you turn it up?
Souls construction isn't flowing,
Welcome warmth is ever knowing.
Love is wine and you're the cup.

Can you still be more?
Satisfaction guaranteed,
Whether chained or will be freed.
Love is knocking at the door.

Can you have it all?
Handled well but simulated,
Diamond eyes were stimulated.
Love, so handsome, shall it fall.

Can you die tonight?
Left in bliss, and still tuxedoed,
Warm expansions, then I'm vetoed.
Love, or is it loveless flight.

Let me stare for just a little bit longer.
Let me feel my snow globes within yours for just another moment.
Let them touch,
I know you know it's not too much.
I don't stare because I want your *******,
Certainly not from lust.
The nature of your figure, the lips sprinkled upon your mouth, the eyes under your eyelashes,
That is not my pleasure.
What I yearn for is behind the face, and it's manifested two fold.
I do look upon you, but I cannot look upon myself,
A pleasure held only by you.
The back of my face, I'd like to know,
My own existence, 180 degrees to my perception,
So different, yet the same.
You might offer the other so easily to me.
If only for a hint of conscious thought propelled at me.
I just want to feel you, and have you feel me back,
A simple act of thought for me is all I ever wanted.

Those words created a translucent fog on my vision
Against which I would judge every misty morning from that moment on
It was warm, but the robins wouldn't play their song
If only I could have known then
Basking in your radiation, I felt simple
Contained within a bottle of lemon juice
Sewn together with white wash threads upon the presentation table
And I felt whole
A lack of lacking that filled my filling
Satisfying the rumination, you could never trip
Haven't lied before, so my thought were undeniable
Still I remained liable
When I was made of sand and toothpicks
Simply molded by circumstance
I was supposed to stand on my own feet
Not wobble upon your stilts
You told me that from the start
But all I wanted was your heart
And all you wanted was my words
For temporary fulfillment
If only I had known then
When did I realize
Unfortunately, I don't know
But the edges of my cloud were still trimmed at your feet
So that you might reflect upon your selfishness and realize I was still there
I try not to disappear
As much as I am able
Since once upon a time I shall have the potion of immortal unity
That only lasts as long as we might
But it would be enough
Not for you
But for me

Too many names to remember the face
Washed by the river of uncertainty
Eye deep in the ritual
Seems too habitual
Nothing my oar does will loosen the tides
Still, it's alleviated by the slight martyrdom of my peers
But my peripheral circuits still see what I try not to
The attachment isn't sufficient, but ignorance certainly is
Enough to calm my blood
Or make it take another route through my heart
But it isn't enough for them
Not when they understand you
And you are lost in the tangled web of labeling
Fleeting images of letters
Won't stay together
Not long enough to extract the meaning
Or distract the context
But they know
And they always will
It can't be resurrected once it's been forgotten
It can't be revived once it has died
Never try
Never again
It can't be revived once it has died

The thought contained within this evil mind
Thought it before the feelings left behind
Now is the time, now is the final one
Did it before but now it must be done
The sky
The earth
The sea
The wind
The life, it starts, the birth, begins
And now, we're left. It seemed so truly right
Take that breath, before we see the night
I don't believe that we've been here before
That time was like it wasn't less but more
And now we find ourselves inside it's thoughts
The evil minds in which we've both been caught
Where do we go
Oh, now where do we go
Where do we go
My mind scream I don't know
The thought contained within my evil mind
Not like the feelings that we left behind
Now is the night, now its our final say
Where do we go, when can we see the day
The life
The world
Is at
Our feet
Don't want, to jump, now it's, so deep
The love we felt, it's left behind
Now that we've fallen into this evil mind.
Where do we go
Oh, I don't know
Where do we go
No, I don't know
Where did it go
Oh, I don't know
Where did it go
This evil mind will know

What if those pink chocolate roads
Led to the answer?
What would it matter
If we melted right there.

It's not so sweet
When you lie on the ground.
What if the roses
Led to more blood?

You know that I've got a few thorns
But what would it matter
If I trimmed my petals
And wilted in the sun?

What if the electrically charged peaches
Opened up your lungs
And made you a sweet
Sugar filled mannequin?  

What would it matter?
If your skin was plastic and your eyes dull marbles.
Would I start to love you more
Or the display window in your chest?

If you met with fire at the edge of a cliff
I don't think it would matter
You'd jump and I'd catch you
But whether we fall or not,

Would it matter?

Part 1

If I told you that I'd see you in heaven
Would you believe me, would you believe me?
If I told you we would meet in Elysium
Would you see me? Would you see me?

When my wings broke
And I landed in your arms
I knew I didn't fall from paradise
But into its open palms

Our future's so beautiful
Our passion is strong
Only your voice is suitable
To make my heart belong

See, we don't need the open air on our face
Or the running waters
As long as we have a trace of each other
And never more another

Tonight's not long enough
Tomorrow never will be enough
Only in the blissful ecstasy
Will this moment last

Part 2**

We link our lips, our minds and bodies
Tied into each other’s bliss
Never lost a moment
In between every lovely kiss

It should just last forever
Like your blinding beautiful beams
A magic lust of pixies
And their dust from both our dreams

The stars all glare in envy
As we make sweet dazzling love
The moon bows to our passion
As it shines on from above

You know this love can grow
I see it's only begun
Now I'm in Elysium
You are my only sun

I go crazy, I go crazy, every time I look at you
Can't take my eyes off your radiant glow
I feel like I'm dreaming when I hold you in my arms
But it feels so real, and my sun she makes me grow

I'd meet you in heaven, but we're already there
This love that we have we will forever share
And so my sweet Elysium, this dream just must be true
I know my light eruption I will always love just you

I've found myself again in this place,
Alone with you.
Just the rocking bodies of sweat stained Lucifer beating against our chests,
And there you are,
Right next to me,
But I don't find you in my grasp nor in my thoughts.
Only can I live, as I have before, so I try to think
But I can’t help wanting to escape.

And so there we are,
Just me and you.
And the gyrating bodies of adolescent lust lashing out with open fists and closed lips,
But I can't hold you in my arms
Or place your teeth to mine
Because your mouth interlocks so nicely with the world.
Can't I be the world?
Can’t I be the dream or the dream of dreams that never escapes your mind?
I thought I could, but you didn't know.

Here we are,
Just you and me.
And the turbulent manifestation of youth and ignorance on a dance floor,
Clasped by the ever weakening fingers.
It starts to slip into something else,
Something more
And I can't help but try to dive in after it.
But it's so much shallower then when I left my perch.
When I left in search of the one,
Or two,
I was left with zero

We are,
You and me,
The blessed babies of a tormenting world
And all I ever wanted to do was hold you in my arms just a little bit longer.
But the fire was to bright, and your eyes became a window.
The latch was shut, the cloud shone through
And I let myself fall to the glass,
Not knowing whether it could hold me or not.
My life was in its hands.
And it couldn't.

I couldn't help but feeling alone within the crowd
Even when the lights went out I didn't feel too proud
Even when you kissed me, and in turn I kissed you too
I felt quite forgotten and this feeling wasn't new
I forgot to mention that my heart was full of wax
I thought that you could melt it but you stopped it in its tracks
Maybe if I wasn’t just a figure on display
Maybe it would help to find some happiness one day
I can't change the message, I can only change the words
I can't be a tiger if I’m just a mockingbird
You stared into my eyes, but these orbs could not foresee
That all they'd get was sorrow as you walked away from me
Since I’m just a petal on a rose to tear apart
Maybe if you find it you'll no longer need my heart
What will it become without the one to keep it beating
Sacrifice the love and when the love comes back its bleeding

Consumed by my thoughts, berated by life
Friend with the gun, and acquaintance with knife
Blessed art though, so why does it hurt
Made from the ground and I still feel like dirt
If it's so lovely, then where is the love
If I find peace will I then find my dove
Where was I hiding? Oh where did you, too
I'm always here, I'm afraid that it's you
Can't find the feeling, nor will it away
Can't stop from reeling when you said you'd stay
Couldn't help thinking it might have been then
Yet here I stand quite alone still, again
Maybe my tremors can shake you from sleep
Only a dream since you dreamed far too deep
Maybe I wasn't the one I had thought
I'm just the ghost which emotions had brought
Tuning the dial, the frequencies thinning
If I were god would I still keep on sinning?
Thought it was nothing, it's actually me
Once I was blinded, and still, I can't see

They should love me, so they should
Long and slender, short but good
Have I got it, what they need
Lust for beauty, not to breed
Sharp, in context, understood
Lovely wordings, so I would
Much perception, live beneath
Rusty weapon, sharpened sheath
Played against you, harp and string
Notes I give you, words I'd sing
Head so clouded, feet on earth
Destined wholesome, since that birth
Wide in image, not in hips
Perfect toenails, fingertips
Hollowed cheekbones, not in flesh
Simply lost on simple breath
Not to say perfection lingers
Once again I'm drawn by fingers

Tourniquets turn to roses and bleed through the sky,
All the rain turns to oceans of death, I know why.
All the deities are dead, and you'll ask how I know,
You and I, we both killed them with nothing to show.

Violins make the screeching of banshees this time,
Try to speak, but the words never come out in rhyme.
Yes, we tried, but the music, it died in our sleep,
Still it vibrates, and yet, it is buried too deep.

Marionettes cut their strings and they turn back on us,
All the morals and meaning were drowned in our lust.
Dreams lost out to seduction, our hearts turned to stone,
I'm surrounded by monsters, but feel so alone.

In your cup in the morning, just what will you see?
Is it something to bind you or something to set you free?
All the stars have collapsed right in front of my eyes,
I can see them up close and their fire is lies.

Need a pulse, or a heartbeat to show you're still  here,
Take my hand, we can wade through the greed and the fear.
Though it's faint, I can sense there's a pinprick of light,
One last chance, let's escape from perpetual night.

Fair Cordelia, the name I have borne,
Young and beautiful, so I have been told.
Held in regard as a rose with no thorn,
Soon, my hand clasped, in marriage shall unfold.

Of France or of Burgundy is my fate,
As wife I shall be as wives do commit.
To whom in desires is good and straight,
Shall posses my heart, of that I submit

Thou couldst say I’m young upon naked glance,
I shant deny, to that I share no joust.
Thou couldst say I’m mature in circumstance,
My age of mind that one cannot contest.

To my father, my king, I share a bond,
Not created thusly from emotion.
Made by Mother Nature when I had dawned,
Loyal to my crown, thus is the potion

The seeds of change have blown upon us now,
Watered by the rain of age and reason
And taken root upon my father’s brow.
Now ‘tis I to change the royal season.

He hath called upon my sisters and I,
He who holds the crown for nigh a second.
Vanquishing his power and we comply,
Now the taste of ruling, so it beckons.

I must have flight, the alarums did sound,
The time of great division, it is near.
I go to greet my husband, to be found,
And to the simple man that they call Lear.

If I must profess my love upon his ears,
I may leave a bride, but a father in tears.

What did ya think,
Uh oh,
Did ya think,
You could float on with the rest,
Just sink into the mess.
Did you,
Want some help up,
Did you think you'd help yourself up,
Or maybe you realized
The methane helps me stay alive.
And when you,
Sat there thinking,
With your hands against your palms,
Did you think you could just get up and then sink into my arms.
I'm sorry,
I neglected to tell you,
I am just a ghost.
I am just a spirit or a memory at most.

I tried to tell you
It doesn't matter about the metal in your hips,
The ethanol on your lips,
The molten lava in your veins,
And in your mouth,
And nose.
If I really cared about the halo strangling you and turning you purple and red,
Or the train tracks lining your skin through which you drive in
Pain and
Pleasure,
Or the rivers of poison that you dive into head first so you can drown your
Mind and
Spirit,
Do you honestly think my eyes would shine so bright?
So reluctantly bright?
Because they wouldn't.

It doesn't matter about the stitches in your heart,
The patches in your skin,
The zippers that run down the
Back of your neck
And opens your mind.
I can't see you falling apart,
But I can't seem to miss
Our pupils touching,
Not that they do
Enough.

I still remember when you draped your arms around my neck,
Your fingers tracing my lust and running across my desires,
Never stopping,
Never hesitating,
Always a tease,
But never a touch.
Never to please.
But always too much,
I felt your heavy breath on my cheek and your heavy pleasure in my
Twitching and
Writhing,
Twisting to feel,
But always out of reach.
I asked you quietly to say my name,
So you turned around and walked the other way.

False identities,
That's what you said,
Let's make believe that we're already dead.
But I've just started living,
Or so I try to tell you,
But still you hold that knife to my wrist,
And whisper softly in my ear,
"You can hold me all you want,
Touch me,
Caress me,
Tell me I'm lovely,
Run your tongue from my neck to my naval,
But only if you give me your life."
Too young too live, I thought,
Yet too foolish to die,
And still I submit to your blood-soaked lie.
Scarlet red crimson,
Blackened by your touch,
See, you've left me black and blue,
But the clearness is too much.
And all I can remember,
As you conquered my obsession,
Is how your warmth felt against my own
And how we both asked for more,
As you held my hand in yours,
And I thought it was fine,
When I held your lips in mine,
But it's not,
And it wasn't,
No,
It never will be,
Or so you liked to tell me in between shots from the smoking barrel.

And when you lay there,
Eyes closed,
Head against the tiled floor,
Waiting for the haze to lift,
And you said you hated me,
I didn't really hear you,
And I didn't understand,
Because then you said you loved me,
And it disappeared again.

Fiery expressions beckon to the lover,
Churning oceans lost within his eyes.
Wrapping him in vines, to pull upon his heart,
Convoluting lines that kept their lives apart.

Burning cheeks that call out to their beauty,
Sirens to his love upon the waves.
Opening his iris to the sunlight,
Blooming forth, his pupils seem to ignite.

Flame tipped tongue she tipped towards the lover,
Raindrops flung against her open touch.
Overtaken with the bowing petals,
Not confusion stuck between the metals.

Still her eyes get larger and get hotter,
Still her boiling liquid yearns for touch.
Only if the roots could feel the beating,
If not for the lovely veins retreating.

If you asked me if it was worth it
When I ate that block of ice and drank that glass full of
Melted, snowy water
Beckoned to my lips with the pointed icicles
And let the frigid winter landscape slip down the back of my throat,
Then I would probably tell you it wasn't even that cold
And that the blackened chunks of skin on my
Nose and tongue
Are really just ash from when I kissed your fiery face.

If you asked me if it was wrong
To let the mysterious seed land in my handsome bed
And let it spring forth its life upon my pillow,
To allow the gnarled roots to clasp upon my soil
And hug my freedom straight from the aura of my being
And let the leaves and fruit that fell from the trembling bows upon my face
Decay
Rot
And disintegrate
Then I would probably tell you that the sweet smell of the flower blossom was the prize
That I let myself wither and die for.

If I asked you why
You didn't have the courage to say you were there
When I saw you standing in the shadows trying to hide your face,
Would you tell me the real answer?
Would you stop the lies
Or,
More importantly,
The simple lack of response that makes your shell
And hides your face.
Would you tell me that if I saw who you really were
I would run
And I would never want to hold your hand again?

I don't believe you are as ugly as you say.
Not because of the sound of your voice as it echoes past my walls
Or the scent of your perfume as it floats above my ramparts.
No, I have a telescope with a magic lens,
Made of dignity, cured genuinely,
And no matter how deep you try and bury yourself beneath the mountains of
Self deprecation,
Imperfections,
And insecurities
I can see what you are on the inside,
The beauty inside that you're trying to ****.

I've got the medicine,
But you won't seem to listen,
The only pills you want are sarcasm and false pretenses.
Your so high on your lack of self,
And I've been drowned in your loveless passive aggression

Now is the final question,
The last one that I'll ask you
If you won't listen here and now,
I have nothing left to say.

Have all of my efforts been in vain?
Or are you just too ugly to see that you are beautiful?

All the cuts and the scrapes,
The bumps and the crashes where our hip bones multiply and divide the line between our movement,
All the hair held clasped in slippery fingers,
Pulled back,
Lips tipped pink towards the ceiling,
Balance reeling,
All the floating rhythms that have penetrated our fantasy,
Compensated for our feelings.

It wasn't enough.

Not that the body,
The face,
Or the soul,
The hair or the lashes,
The mind or the skin.
No, you said it wan't that,
Never more than a remorseful fact.
Only for the broken conscience,
The loves that existed forever apart,
Could then both twist together in heart.

But then you said...
No.

And I looked down at my hands and I saw the callouses,
The etched pattern of pent up emotion that I spent so much time carving with a rusty bullet,
And my ears believed you,
But my mind did not.
All the pretend kisses that tempted my cheeks and pulled at my ripcords,
Turned on my motor,
Flipped on my switch,
They sank into the mud,
And the hands that brushed my  forehead to wipe away the sweat began to fall to pieces and smash against the tiled floor of the bathroom where you first said you loved me
With that voice of yours,
That god awfully beautiful voice,
Where you first put that red lipstick on and bound your mind with a halo of
Lust
Just so you could summon the courage to stand up there in front of those people and let them eat your words with their ears.
And all I wanted to do was eat your lips with my eyes.
I was so close,
I could taste the perfume on your neck
And I couldn't take it anymore, so I reached out to touch

But...
Then you said no.

And all the times I said that I was there,
When I really wasn't,
When I took off my jacket and the steam rose off my skin to wrap your arms in ghostly tendrils,
When I took that blade and let my blood just so when you'd crashed too hard and burned too much you could keep your mouth from
Cracking
And
Falling apart.
I thought I did what I was supposed to do,

And still you said...
No.

But it wasn't you, was it?

Can the man in the iron mask feel this emotion tonight?
Can the shiny face, the living place expect to make it right?
Through the metal, through the handsome, ugly, living dead.
Through the cortex, all these thoughts are floating through my head.
To die, to life, a toast, we see,
The way we meant, the things we sent,
Were not too great to be.
The trips keep going, whispers flowing,
Can't escape it, tried to fight it.
This level, not so high,
Pressure builds, so does the lie.
So does the torture and the sanity,
Greed, the lust, the sloth and vanity.
Too much hell to walk at night,
The concretes hot and turning white.
Cracks and canyons break the surface
Of your morals of your purpose.
Time is leaving, clocks take flight,
Wings of steel that shine so bright.
A heavenly body to steal from my dreams,
Or so it seemed.
As he had deemed.
Don't want to die but I'm to young to live.
Don't want to lie but I'm to selfish to give.
And it's far too late,
The wall is too great,
The bricks, the mortar,
Marble, and slate.
Said you dreamed of blue and gold,
So your dreams could soon be told.
Green, green star, green, green nightmare.
Don't resist this green, green nightmare.

I am the native son,
I've got the naked tongue,
I'm gonna be the one
To show you how it's done.
Don't hate the player,
Just hate the context,
Hate the prayer
And gate up the complex.
A few more years,
A few more dollars,
A few more pills,
A few more collars.
The doctor says
I can only get taller,
But my teacher says
That my brain gets smaller.
This **** is new ****,
Spit the new spit,
Flick the new tip,
Stick that new flip.
Get your wheels,
Get your engine, get laid,
Get the profit,
The paper, get paid.
Don't wait around
And see all the dreams fade,
Don't let the banker
Take all that you made.
Don't say nothing,
Just try and let go,
Just try to make peace,
And flow with my flow.
They're ain't enough beats
To make enough dough,
They're ain't enough streets
For all of these **'s.

The line in the sand,
That you made with your hand.
There's a line in the sand,
So where do I stand?

The line in the sand,
That you made with your hand.
There's a line in the sand,
So where do I stand?

I'm not the man in my words,
I'm just the man in my mind.
No, I'm not the man that you heard
In my sentences, poems and lines.
I'm not the man of emotions
That you see or that you read,
I can't accept the notion
That these feelings come from me.
I'm not some broken artist
Or some once forgotten poet,
I'm just an empty shell
Although I didn't even know it.
I just don't see the point
Of writing rhythm, soul or rhyme.
I just don't see the point,
And yet, I do it all the time.

Trembling fingers, silence lingers,
Scarlet forehead, love-struck horror.
Lacing fingers, getting closer,
Too much perfume, lip explorer.

Public figure, steel concussion,
****** sidewalk, broken nation.
Catching glances, false romances,
hands all over, copulation.

Vivid nightmare, cruel black raven,
in the alley, final blessing.
Skin and heartbeats, never retreats,
never ending, sweet caressing.

Stumbled right on through my crooked door-frame,
Took your jacket off and put in that thing.
You could not reply when I asked your name,
Knew your name was Harry without asking.

Laid with me, your head was in my blanket,
Helped you and you didn't even hear it.
Left you with a chrome and crystal trinket,
Pins and needles meant to ***** the spirit.

You fell into me just with a mention.
Bubbling lava meant a sure transgression.
Your eyes never fully paid attention.
These white walls they channeled your aggression.

Love you say, it slept beneath my ceiling.
All I saw was lust without the passion.
She left you, your bleeding heart was reeling,
Then you asked me for another ration.

Where did all the time we spent together?
Why do all the moments run in circles?
Did I tell you I was there whenever?
Who could ever help you cross those hurtles?

Since I've crumbled you don't even notice,
Even when I saw you standing right there.
Dreamed I was your dream, I was your lotus,
Now I see I'm nothing but a nightmare.

I hate my, hate my, hate my...what?
Never mind, my hate is shut.
Want to **** it, **** it...why?
I can't because this ****'s a lie.
Burn it, trash it, leave it...how?
My spineless hands, they won't allow.
You don't, you don't, you don't...do you?
It's okay, I see right through you.

How do I change this passion into burning love?
I want to rip your eyes out but I want to be your drug.
Somehow, someway, I want to hurt
Make you suffer at my leisure
Your eyes, they make me want to flirt
And not just for  the pain or pleasure
Can I take this black frustration,
Turn it into copulation?
I'll kiss you then I'll tear off your lips,
******* then I'll slit your throat.
Grab your hair and grab your hips,
Pull you close in your leather coat.
Do you see the ice in my eyes now,
Do you see the cold on my heart now?
Ooo, I want to feel your blood,
Ooo, I want to feel your love,
I don't want to hurt you, sweetie,
I just want to take your life.

Ode to beauty, sick and dying
Ode to truth, but it is lying
Song for the birds, song for the waves
Song for the bodies that fill up the graves
Poem for love, poem for hate
Rhymes for perfection that isn't so great
Sonnet to ******, frustrating tension
Sonnets for feelings I don't need to mention
Ballads and limericks, it's all just the same
Untitled pieces, art with no name
Sing for the broken but sing not to heal
Sing to relieve but don't sing to reveal
Words on the paper or words in your head
Don't worry for words, all the letters are dead

Our greatest hurry, no need to worry, it's all been planned before, just like you wanted it.
It's all been laid out, no chance to fade out, no chance for pride but still you all flaunted it.
Pixels and leather, it doesn't get better, it only falls apart, just like your little heart.
Fox fur and chrome, yet we're all so alone, not what you expected, your envy, it falls apart.
Guided by pictures, blinded by scriptures, only the prophet can get in your pocket.
Green in your eyes, you've accepted the lies, you could have escaped it but you wouldn't lock it.
Sugar-cubes and spices, status quo and vices, isn't it a little hard when all your life has turned to paper.
Gold rings and hi-tops, I'll die if I stop, come on and die with me, let's turn to vapor.

The glassy eyes on the burning hill,
Don't make a flame, but make a chill.
And on the tongues, they taste so well,
But can they really, truly smell,
The daffodils, tulips and roses,
Oh wait, that job is for the noses.
Two parallel rotund discs of doom,
Fill with air and take in the fume,
And open the door for the teeth and lips,
Followed by legs and the **** Ms. hips.
The feet on the floor can't support anymore,
The knees and the ankles, but that's what they're for.
The line on your thighs that's all filled with lies,
With flesh and with pleasure, so that is the prize.

Here I
Broken hearted
Here I
Came departed
Here's my
Final saying
Save me
Keep on praying
Can't fly
Can't escape it
Still try
Try to fake it
Take my
Lonely diver
Turn my
Key's on, drive 'er

It's Red
Like my dreaming
It's Green
My head is screaming
It's Pink
Like human flesh
It's Black
But it's still fresh

Hurt my
Heart, my feelings
Burn my
Walls, my ceiling
Feel my
Cheeks and my lips
Touch my
Grey finger tips
Well I
Want to tell you
Here's my
Story, still true
But you
Feel awakened
You take
Mine, you've taken

It's Red
Like my dreaming
It's Green
My head is screaming
It's Pink
Like human flesh
It's Black
But it's still fresh

Can I
Become rotten
Will I
Be forgotten
My life
Torn to pieces
My will
Now decreases
Do I
Seem intrusive?
Can we
Be exclusive?
Don't fret
The fear will pass
Look through
The looking glass
Who knows
What we will find
The time is now
Make up your mind

It's Red
Like my dreaming
It's Green
My head is screaming
It's Pink
Like human flesh
It's Black
But it's still fresh

She took my mind and she took me completely,
Folded me up in her pocket quite neatly.
The ink from my mind went well with her paper,
My body of clay fit so well with her shaper.
Brushed away by the wind and the willow,
Only one head now asleep on my pillow.
My blankets are broken, my sheets have been torn,
I thought I was life but I haven't been born.
So magically placed in my bottomless pocket,
Fell to the bottom, got lost with my locket,
Now all my eyes can't take you away,
Burned in my retinas but you wouldn't stay.
Rotating, spinning, my heart on a turnstile,
All of sudden, before, after, meanwhile.
Here I am sitting, but there I did stand,
All of my armies have left my command.
Mutiny, now, of my red and white blood cells,
Ready to stand at the gold ring and brass bells.
Falling apart like my castles of glass,
I knew it would die, but I thought it would last.
Why did you have to take back my art?
Why did you have to dismantle my heart?
Now my creations have washed well away,
I built you a theater, but you wouldn't play.
Open my ribcage and take out my feelings,
'Cause you won't regret the emotions you're stealing.
You said it was love, you said that's how it feels,
And yet, somehow, I don't think it was real.

Blood and blood and blood and blood,
Empty, so empty, my veins filled with mud.

Break and break and break and break,
Freedom, not freedom, this freedom is fake.

Today and today and today, but tomorrow,
Day-less, so day-less, my future is sorrow.

Oh, by the way, there's me and there's you,
Lovely, I thought, but you said it's untrue.

Gone baby, gone baby, gone honey, gone,
Beauty and beauty, but I am no swan.

Simply, so simply, so simply to see,
Growing and growing, but I am no tree.

Below and below and below and above,
Easy, so easy, but never was love.

George sat alone in his single apartment,
Living his life in a secret compartment.
He continued to do what he did every day,
Ate dinner alone in south-eastern L.A.

His dreams, they were shattered a long time ago,
He couldn't survive in the business called show.
They said "You're generic, you're boring and bland.
You're acting is legless and never will stand."

Relied on his welfare to get through the day,
Had nothing to do and quite little to say.
He looked out his window, but knew what he'd see,
His view had been blocked when they planted that tree.

Deep in the earth, the rocks were quite humble,
Yet still they began to shake and to rumble.
The plates in the earth began to collide,
Destroying the balance they used to provide.

Then, a woman let out a terrible wail
As concrete foundations continued to fail.
Pedestrians panicked and ran through the streets,
Tried to outrun it, but couldn't compete.

George stayed quite calm as the power went out,
He just sat in his chair as his neighbors did shout.
The plaster above him all fell to his feet,
But he just continued to sit and to eat.

I hate, I love, I sit, I stand.
I'd hate to love the **** I stand for
And command for,
And I died for,
Just because you never lied for
Us or me, or in between,
The lines I've dreamed,
Reflections seen.
I still can't find those eyes in the river,
Still can't pull that final sliver,
Stuck under the thinnest skin
And drugged below the thickest sin.
I cant, I cant, cant pull it through,
The reason's somehow lost with you.
Not lost with me,
But that's not true,
That silhouette was never you.

I'll electrify you if you want me to dance,
Personify you if you give me your pants,
Exemplify virtue and all of its flaws,
Attempt to find demons, albino bear paws,
Mortify humans with all of my morals,
Live in the sea and converse with the corals,
Bifurcate meaning and dissect the reasons,
Quarter the eights and experience seasons,
Try not to fly if I'm given some wings,
I'll die if I fall, but I i've still got these strings.
Isn't it sweet to discover calamity,
Break through the vortex and slip into sanity?

Historically this history is my Thucydides,
And when I need that leadership, where is my Pericles.
Philosophies are just to please all my Aristocles,
And when I need a lover, where are my Persephones.
A thousand hordes with blazing swords descend to vanquish me,
I sit and pray that this today's not my Thermopylae.
The gateways hot, they say that's not the way it's meant to be,
So Ill just float here in my boat in my Aeagean Sea

Fortune favors the wealthy,
Illness favors the sick.
Darkness favors the darkness
But which darkness do you pick?
Living wants to live,
But the reaper wants it too.
Lost was never lost
And the old was never new.
Knives long for the wrists,
Pills want to be swallowed.
The bullet wants the brain
Because the brain wants to be hollowed
Bleeding, keeps on bleeding,
'Cause the blood wants to be red.
Something special's missing
When the life wants to be dead.

Whats that feeling in my brain,
These last regrets I can't contain.
I want to sleep, but I want to fight,
I want to rest but I ignite.
I tried to speak but I choked on my words,
I tripped while I ran and got lost in the herds.
They're are so many things that I wanted to say,
But yet, I'm stuck in this lonely today.
No way to get out and no way to get in,
Tried a good deed and then choked on my sin.
My good intentions are drowned in my lust,
My metallic heart has turned to rust.

Just for a minute,
You hold your breath,
Clench your fists,
Your eyelids shut.
You feel the cold air,
The blanketing silence,
Your body is tense and you shiver violently.
Bent and transformed,
The eyes behind your tears are not the same as they used to be.
But maybe if you open them,
Let the light ignite your pupils,
See the trees and the flowers budding,
Maybe you'll see it's springtime again.

You asked me why my eyes
Had fallen from my head
I looked you in the eyes
And this is what I said:

All I see is sunshine,
And the golden oceans shore.
All I know is sunshine,
But still, I want some more.

Dear Sunshine,
I hate to tell you things that make you cry and make you sad,
But time has stolen my feelings and my words are left unsaid.
I've lost the love that we once had,
All the good and all the bad.
I know, perhaps once we said forever
But the tattered ribbons must be severed
Don't frown sunset
Don't hide behind the hill
Throw your beams of orange and red
Catch the eye of another instead
Just don't cast that light on me.
I've made my choice to go, and you can't come with me, Sunshine
There's only one ticket, and only one suitcase
Only enough room for one blazing fire.
Please keep burning, I wouldn't want you to die
It's just that I can't love you or live this awful lie.
Dear Sunset,
You were my Sunrise
But now you're my moon
Please don't come home, please don't knock
I've already locked the door.

Lost the touch before I lost my hands,
And the beauty stands.
My feet fell out from under my wings,
Until the beauty sings.
Who's ear was this, with the songs that clung to it,
That the beauty had sung to it
My eyes expect but they seem to be neglected,
Because the beauty is deflected.


Skin and tooth, they don't make the man,
And the beauty understands
The lives collapse into sand, into dust,
But the beauty won't rust.
Foolishly, I eat up her magic and pain,
But still she remains
Only if my heart could reach out and get it,
But the beauty won't let it.

Wake up one day and your head is bleeding,
You couldn't even see that your life's receding.
Never could have guessed all the emotions you'd be needing,
Can't catch the shadow, the silhouettes fleeting.

The bones in your body never broke this much,
The skin on your hands didn't crack as such.
You thought that you were strong, but you let it slip away,
The person that I knew was so much brighter then today.

The soul behind your eyes, it screams for something less
The only part of you that's not afraid to just confess.
I see the canyons on your face, the sorrow in your breath,
I know another answer and it isn't pain or death.

Balanced on the line between insanity and freedom,
You always want the highs, but you don't really need 'em.
Come out of the haze, love, come and hold my hand,
I know you lost your legs but I will help you stand.

Speak to me, Ariadne.
Lay with me, Amilova.
Be my Piper, be my Rane,
Be my Theo, say my name.
If I were to love you, would it be because I made you?
If I told you you're mine, does that mean that you'd stay?
I brought you here so you could see my face,
And see the world, this wonderful place.
Oh my Nero, oh my Milo,
I brought you here, Shale and Shiloh

The tape recorders sitting out, the button pressed is pause
Take a minute to rewind and catch all of my flaws
If you could turn the world around, I know you wouldn't do it
Once perhaps, you had the chance, but you just went and blew it

Now the ice is melting and it has no where to go
Now the race is over but what do we have to show
The medal discs around our necks weigh us down to earth
Metal in those dreadful eyes remind us what we're worth

All I want to know is peace, and love and satisfaction
I can't divide by zero, so I multiply a fraction
What remains is just a simple shadow of itself
Two divided by two equals my heart back on the shelf

Mathematically, we have no hold over the science
Not even when we meet the world with such defiance
If only I could hold the will of nature in my hand
I could stop my crystal ***** from turning into sand

Did they mean it when they said they wanted to undress
Just because the want surpassed the need by so much less?
Who's the one who said that love was something meant to be?
I forgot, that foolish persons name was you and me

Falls in love with everyone every day
...and then...
Opens his mouth but has nothing to say

Falls to his knees when the flowers decay
...and then...
Opens his eyes but he can't see the way

So...
Who are you?
I am blinded by the cataracts
Deafened by the laughter
Muted by quotation marks
Which come before and after

And...
My breath still holds the demon
But the leopard holds my tongue
No more use pretending
That I need this iron lung

When the tape deck stops, when the vision dims
The curtains close and the show begins
Who will be there?
You
...and then...
Nobody

Befuddled and beset by the world he has created.
Confused, somewhat disturbed by ideas still contemplated.
The scientist sits alone in his lab with all his great inventions;
So many things that could be good with just the right intentions.
Instead the world abuses him and makes him build their arms.
A tear drop falls, as he tightens the bolt, for all the ones he harms.
An innocent child, this is not the future he foresaw,
But he's binded by morality and blinded by the law.
The heads of state don't hear because they're filled with lust for war,
He tries his best to pump out death, and still they scream for more.
He can't refuse it once they have commissioned the construction.
An artists, yet his music is a sonnet of destruction.
No one stops to ask if he believes in what he does,
Because he's not a killer or a thief and never was.
One more turret rifle, one more chain of fission,
No time to stop and breathe and it isn't his decision.
They say they want to save the world, but him, he sees their lies.
A first hand look, the chaos he has seen with his own eyes.
The liberators say that they will bring you sweet release.
Blood and iron, tears and sorrow, that's what they call peace.

Home all alone in here suffocating sorrow
Not afraid to die, but afraid to face tomorrow.
The cieling caved in, the white couches turned black
She kept walking away, afraid to turn back
She teared as she passed the seventh step
She began to tumble, while in time the world crumbled.
The ghosts of her past did rightfully chase her
Pursuing her conscience, of that they all made sure
Her world turned grey and fuzzy as she fell through the air
She reached out for the railing, what she found was nothing there
Her heart skipped a beat as she fell to the ground
Her mind was in shock and her head right spun around
Just one faithful step is all it did take
To turn her away and make a heart break
Her last fleeting thoughts before her head hit the tile
Was life wasn't fair, but she fell with a smile
Her lips were angled upwards, corners to the sky
Because she imagined that if she would die
She would float up to heaven and once more see her mother
Finally, they both would reunite with each other
Her head hit the ground and her world turned to black
She lay on the floor with her jaw lying slack
Two days passed 'til her father got home
His flight was delayed so he stopped off in Rome
"Beth" he cried out "I'm back from my trip"
Quite unaware of the unfortunate slip
He hadn't heard from her, not a call or a text
He could never have expected the thing he saw next
Lying unconscious was his beautiful daughter
Bruised on the head and lacking of water
He rushed to her side and cried "Bethany!"
He felt for her heartbeat and counted to three
A distant little pulse did periodically sound
His daughter was not lost, but really she was found
In 25 minutes they were in the ER
Her eyes opened up but she couldn't see far
"I need 20 C.Cs" the doctor said "Now!
This girls gonna make, but I don't know how"
Her father sat nervously in the waiting room
Waiting to hear if the results were of doom
He held his face up with his work-ridden hands
He felt his life slipping like small grains of sand
First was his wife, and now was his child
One could surmise that his feelings weren't mild
It was only right now, that his daughter was dying
He realized that to his own self he'd been lying
He'd neglected, and this time was the last
No longer was he still the man of his past
If she could survive this horrific incident
He knew as a father he'd be much more competent
For now all he could do was play the waiting game
A thing which he hated right down to the name
Against his will, he fell in to a sleep
His mind started drifting and his dreaming went deep
His daughter was well and he said "Beth, I love you"
She said, "Dad, you're dreaming, but I know that this loves true"
She reached out and put her arms round his shoulder
He should have felt warm but instead he felt colder
Her hands shook him violently and she screamed "Wake up!"
He opened his eyes and stared into a cup
The doc handed him some liquid and said "here, drink this"
He said it was juice but it tasted like ****
"Enough with these, games, is my daughter alright?"
"I'm sorry," he said "but you'll have to sit tight"
And so he sat tightly for hours on end
He sat still until he could no longer defend
And just at the moment when he thought he would die
The door opened up and he let out a sigh
The doctor was smiling, it was quite plain to see
He said "Alright Jon, please come in with me"
He came in the room which was blindingly white
And he saw the one thing that made his whole night
"Daddy?" asked Beth with a tear in her eye
He blinked to make sure that his eyes did not lie
"Oh honey, I'm so glad your well," he said
"for a moment it looked liked you'd turn out to be dead"
"Its alright dad," she said with a smile
"Everythings fine now, so please, stay a while"
"From now on, I know I must be a better dad
I never did realize that I made you so sad.
You're mother is gone, but I still have you
I need to stop taking that for granted, it's true"
He reached out for her and held her in his arm
"From now on, I'm here to protect you from harm"
Outside the window rain fell to the ground
It flew through the air but made never a sound
Lifes never fair, and neither's the weather
But atleast Jon and Beth are still happ'ly together

The little worms beneath my skin
Control my muscles, make me sin.
The crickets and locust behind my eyes
Control my thoughts and my body complies.
The spiders live inside my bones,
Like hollow kings on hollow thrones.
And beetles in my lungs and throat
Steal my air and musical notes.
Butterflies float 'round my stomach, I'm sure,
They aren't the problem nor are they the cure.
Ants and termites in my veins
Flourish while my blood still drains.
My teeth have turned to hornets too
And sting me when I'm kissing you.
At least our scorpion tongues don't touch.
The poison would be far too much.
The centipedes still don't know where to go
So they crawl through my guts and continue to grow.
My heart is a hive for all of my guests,
A sickening hotel inside of my chest.
I want to escape, but I can't get away,
My body's a prison until I decay.
Take my skin off, give me peace,
Slice me up, give me release.
I'll spill my life in front of your face
If you'll lap it up and take my place.