The heart of America
Beatings and rapes and so much more all on the morning news
A man addicted with ****, yet refuses to look at his wife  
A world of fallen grace
A dispirited mind chasing drugs, not to feel
Speaking does not seem to be the way
Nobody listens anyway
Lack of mental health support
Loss of empathy for your fellow man
Little girls as young as five,   dressed up like they are 25
Men and women who served to keep us free, neglected and disrespected.
Men beating, or killing there wives
Why do women and young girls feel forced to be thin?
There are more critical issues than weight
Promises being broken by our own president
Losing health care plans and some paying even more
The cost of government regulations, growing ever higher
As we become more connected, we grow more disconnected
In our electronic age our relationships we disengage

Hypnotized with a madness
Drifting, shattered,  and shifting
The storm clouds fall upon my eyes
Numbness trying to engulf the atrocious pain
Eternal bitter tears that I can't sense anymore
The dust swirls following me to my death
Threads of heaven blooming,  linking them together
I'm ready to depart let the whirlwind carry me away

Petals diving through my spine
A wind of intoxication
Idles in my bones
When I'm with you I'm not distressed
Plunging away at the sun
Jasmine climbing the vines
I Gorge on the essence of you
The flesh of your fingers provoking conviction
The frenzy tangled into our core
I want to be sunk inside of you
Floating to get a authentic glimpse

A victim of humanitarian living
Where the faith is dipped , with the wounds of pain
Those who chose ignorance to ignore the truth
Destruction at the execution
Yet so many ingest the virus
Malnourished and vanquished
Stained with hunger
My death is Interlaced with my Eternal Life
With a passage to follow into my burning death
Tranquil departing at last
The fatality gives me a reason to live

Heavy fog,  wrapped  in the valleys
Hands are pages that can be read
New art with a old heart
Standing in air,  without a breath to spare
Days have grown long , since we  clashed  with each other
Spinning without motivation
As a comatose path descends  
My lover is the soul of it all

Ripples out  in the sea
Skinned deafening pain
As a tragedy blossoms
Unrest days that seemed everlasting
Dandelion eyelids full of fireflies
Miles of wounding prayers
Braches have become weak
A cradle of beliefs that has vanished away

I inhale the fragile fields
With secrets in my stomach
Tangled in the corner of gods throat
Quiet hours in a angels room
Fresh kisses of fate
The remains of the memories will set me free

My words are exhausted
Full of afflictions
Wishing into the morning rays
Dusk in the gray sky
Beneath morning winds
A somber journey for me to face
The spirits will meet me in heaven
I will drink the devils tears
So I can restore harmony once again

A delicate fabric
Developing into me
Pursuing promises of light
As my lungs begin to  perforate
A rebel moon uninvited
Spitting pieces of ropes into the wasted clouds
I become frantic with the thought of relapse
With reflections of vulnerability
Starless twisting my departure
Boiling my foundations as the ashes bleed
The remorse of my demise seeping out my integrity

Welcome into this kindling worship
Where the sensualism is regained
The atomsphere penetrates the frailty
Spiraling and enwrapping into vulnerability
Giving me words of ease
With fairytales of ecstacy
My vanilla tunnels belongs to you
Eyelashes heavy from your tears
I have found, and fallen from the heavens
Dancing freely, in melting candles not afraid to burn
I construct you with my hands

Yet you bury, and cast me far from hours in the distance
Unrooting my voice in the wind
Stretching scars, recasting fury