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.

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.

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.

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.

They told me here is where you write your poem
Pictures first, don't tell them, show 'em.
Why do I need to use words and use lines
When I've got something here worth 1000 times?
Look into my mind, past the eyes, they're right there
The windows are open, the view you can share.
I want you to see all my pain and devotion
I want you to swim in my vain, black emotion

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

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.

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