The life of a soul
is like a candle.
Birth ignites the solid
wick,
and a fire, consuming, is breathed
into the malleable consciousness;
the wax of knowledge
is melted
and molded.

The soul is born
quite opposite of animosity,
and thrives in the
rapture of curiosity.
It is whole,
with nothing foretold
but that existence unfolds,
till pain settles and
fringes the rim.

Fear and hurt and loathing,

the gusts of extinguishing,

take back the breath of ignition,
and leave the candle's wax to settle
as before.

However, to the surprise of the mind,
observers shall find, that much like
the levels of wax still to mold,
the conscious, depressed,
is weary
and much less bold,

but, yet, passion thrives,
and the fire survives,
anew to seek what is
more potent
and true.

The cycle continues,
repeating.
Melting and fading and
melting and
fading,
and

Knowledge is gained!
Ignorance is burned like
the wick of the soul's
candle!

Until the wax is quite low,
and the fire won't show,
and the wick of life's candle,
once burning and fading,
is now dying.

The enlightened light,
the fire and shine,
was snuffed into nothing
by time.

The wax's decreasing
was brought forth
with the increase of knowledge;
with the process of living;
with the suffereing of wisdom.

Perhaps, then,
ignorance is not bliss,
but bliss is death,
for in death there is time,
time to reflect, and to grind
out the details of life,
and to rest
without the crossing breaths
of passion and exhaustion.

Branches

                   Father
                   he spoke soft, willowy winds
                   protecting
                   when harsh, the storms blew in


                   Mother
                   reached in, touching deep the soul
                   igniting
                   her love lit the world

The only one
                      The only one
                                            The only one


                   A Wall
                                Bricks to fall
                                                      
Everyone
               Everyone
                                Everyone


                                 LOVE

                                            Includes us
                                                              ­  
                                                              ­      ALL

Facing these halls 
I'm putting up all these Walls 
You'd think I was building a home Inside myself , an escape to get away,
from all this stuff that goes on everyday ,
when I get tired of running away,
and there's no place to stay 
I lock it all up because no one knows,
I'm ******* up,
I'm missing pieces of my sanity,
and I'm failing with my vanity,
it's getting harder to cover my scars ,
I'm  putting my thoughts in the jars,
to lock them away,
review them another day,
when I can say ,
that hey I'm okay,
who knows if that'll ever happen, 

Trying to stay strong,
before I go wrong,
I'm having suicidal thoughts,
more often then not,
god are you listening?
In falling apart,
I tried to stay true ,
but I'm not you,
I'm not brave,
I could never save,
anyone, not even myself , 

Mom, you say you love me, 
Do you really?
Because I feel like you don't understand me,
I feel like I disappoint you,
and I try to stay true,
I try to believe that you do to,
and I want to tell you how I feel ,
but your gone everyday trying to make money for our next meal,
I try not to steal,
cause I know that you hate it,
but I just want to help us make it,
it's a struggle everyday,
even though you smile,
and I know that you haven't been happy for a while,
sometimes I think it's me,
that if you'd never had a second baby,
you wouldn't be in this place that we, ended up in, I'm sorry mom,
I wish I was better because maybe then you'd love me,
I'm sorry that you hate me,
I wish you wouldn't degrade me,
I'm sorry for who I am,
I feel like a con selling a scam,
I really do ,
Just know that I'll travel the world for you,
that I love you to,
do anything you want me to
because with out you,
everything would be impossible to live through,
at the end of the day I know you'll Be there,
no matter if you care ,
it's something we share