The path becomes clear but as it comes more into focus I see myself fighting a refugee of time, watch me as I come as close as I can to the forces that enjoying winking at me, hello beautiful one come on in and have yourself a pleasant time with us for we have brought with us many teary eyed moments that will collapse around themselves, succulently sufficient are the words that are being pulled from my mouth, I am no longer in control of this oblivious carnival, how do I begin to escape without unleashing more madness, the hollowed space which beckons me to stay I can not avoid for to long.

Step one, walk slowly into the shadows of love.

Step two, find your way through the unforgiving stares of blame.

Step three, release the mercy which you seek for yourself.

There is now enough time to run with no consequence but always be aware of the ones unseen, you know whom I speak of.

Following the steps provide will only lead you to the door that begs for your attention, will you reach out to open it or will you stand by its coldness, the choice however is not yours, hold close to your purity as I shove you into the blackened of separation, did I not tell you to be cautious, again your comprehension is short lived, I must now take full advantage of your missed opportunity to choose the light, the monster inside you has awoken, your ignorance of the purpose will now shift to a blind preparation that unfortunately for you comes to a halt.

The trusted of beauty has vanished.

The honorable souls are reclaimed as my own, they cannot be taken from me again, my army grows and grows therefore I offer you many thanks, you have provided me great assistance, and just imagine this, you never even knew what you were doing, deception of happiness was my only source to be the conqueror of what is called insanity by humanity, such an astonishing creation wouldn't you agree, the laughter becomes deafening.

I am ready to leave now.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

My posture offers security, looking into your experience I begin fearing the tears becoming formed, I do know now that I must evacuate the sorrow from our souls, I am not the creation of beauty, mercy is forgotten, will you trust me, not to fumble the importance of our desired conception, I will survey what has been promised.

Did you really think you could slip on by, oh no my blinded fool, now let me introduce to you the law of unattainable knowledge.

I can dance with your fear.

Watch me and I will show the you all an amazingly enlightening moment of a substantial dream.

Umm, I must tell you that I am no longer the one of pain, don't dismiss the feeling your having right now, I have begun the forgiveness of my journey, the moisture of a fluttering eye, yes this is me.

I am forgiven by the unknown, but I will I ever wake from this one of jailed souls.

I will release you as I fall.

The visitation of hell has been written

My spirit aches, you the one of fallen tears I must turn away from but always understand that all of our  tribulations are required for our source of grief.

You will now embrace your greatness.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Horrendous failure will only occur if I turn my back on the reasoning of wanting to show you euphoria, you've not become evacuated from my mecca of creation.

I've only come to show you that my willingness to learn who you are is forever a drive that will never vanish from my heart, you've been pronounced my friend of travel.

So closely we've balanced our happiness on the line of capture, no more will the company of exposure advance our purity into the aphotic of our entity, soaring doubtlessly.

Written by: Christopher M. Schultz

The sullen delivery that by many are watched will only become a once again anticipated reunion that has gone from coveted to feared, my vacant eyes have triggered you plunge into the unescapable realm that strokes your soul and brings to you strange possibilities, the treasure has been secured and as I open your eyes to the faint at heart you will have to extract your tears from me, in my hand they will endlessly fall, stay calm as I reset the union of we.

Flawlessly I approach, with a huge grin intact I will start to slowly slur my emotions upon the deaf, I have ridden among this dry land for much to long and now I look for a way to lurk beneath the shadow of an unrealized dream, do not wait to encounter me, I will be coming along with much speed dismissed, shattered with faith is the chosen path, but I will never hold on hopelessly to what brings you delight, I give to you a smile from within.

You will fall helplessly.

You will conquer your demons.

You will find yourself buried in your own doubt.

You will find yourself in the arms of relief, in this moment time will be caged.

Let us go in search of this grace, I have some ideas to where it may be found.

Trust in me for I am as lost as you.

Your frown I do not wish to see, you have been given delight, you are now to share it with all.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Do you believe those words that are presented to you or are you so clouded within the plot of mankind that your heart feels as if they have stolen it away, you are now allowed to cry but I promise this will be the last time, no more ruining of the reason of us all.

Have not we seen the children of prosperity cry long enough, you I cannot change but I am willing to offer you the light, the choice is yours my youth of time.

I am here for no particular reason.

I am here to close your hearts of humanity and to open the vessel of compassionate oneness.

There is a leader in us all, will you be my savior.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

As the unveiling rivalry of our souls naked collision commences we will surely admit to one another that this is where we belong, a marvelous existence we are as we enter into harmony and join together as one grand explosion, the ones watching will feel envy but they will also know that the potential they poses is just as ours.

It sure is stunning isn't it this beauty I have announced, now I will direct you into the fire but I will be there with you, punishment can not be hidden, the explanation of your beliefs are now evaporated.

You have guessed it my friend, you are no different then I.

I am your fear.

I am your heart.

I am your love.

I am your exit.

I will be patiently waiting in the dark as I conceal my light.

You may not find me because you are me.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

The struggle and defeat of our unimaginable obstacles, on many level intolerable as others will never understand, for our union can only be explained by this all consuming reunion of souls in love.

You have been touched by the light that you have selfishly ignored for far to long now, compromise is a necessity no more, purity is the only path needed to follow, it is now time for you to prepare for your homecoming.

As the silver lining is described formalities are laid to rest, rest in peace darkness my old unfaithful friend, the scapegoat is released from its cage, watch now as I perform a miracle.

I am me.

The show is over.

A fictional existence is a spiritual death.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

I live on.

The climatic revolt of this human cage is slowly disposed of as the gates are slowly opened, with my eyes sewn shut and my heart numb a new vision of supremacy is achieved, do not doubt its substance for in this moment you are saved.

Dramatically inherited are our misconstrued ways of approaching the disguised, in this circle of completion our souls become abundantly closer to where they began and as all words come forth in silence we will no more find discomfort in the brushing of emotions, you have found the disposal of filth.

I rely on the gasp of your last breath.

I rely on the delight of knowing that we will once again reunite.

The unknown and willing have suddenly become swathe together, you I will see the fear striking at a moments notice, but do not turn and walk away for if this is your choice you will have to travel this darkened path alone, I will look down upon you as your tears of regret begin pounding the ground below.

Your feet, consumed by sores.

Your heart, consumed by suspicion.

Your soul, ushered into the flames, this is when I am needed most.

Forsaken are the ways of a coward, you have now begun your decent into your own self-loathing, the steps to freedom are but a change of heart away.

You are welcome to rejuvenate your compassion.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Excuse me as I lift your brow….

The stairs in front of me beckon me so persuasively to travel them and to follow them down to where they will lead me to the enviable, but I stay silent and motionless knowing of what I have selfishly created, for my surprise arrival they will impatiently wait to embrace.

The oddly welcoming gates to the hellish arena are opened, only now will I truly be revealed to thyself, the spoiling of a warrior is over, now you stand tall and alone as I watch over you with a slouched posture of overwhelming weight, the guardians I sent to you as gifts you have abused, you have become weakened with each failed acknowledgement of love.

Playtime is over, your earthly experience is soon be closed off to you, and you thought humanity was painful my child, you will now see karmas reflection while the pain you carry into battle is of the wounded ones you have so blindingly hurt, spiritually crushing is watching you create your own ending.

Denial of your reason will destroy your moment in the outcome.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

The emotions that were created to please have taken a plunge into the misinformed vision, you have become drained as your actions have placed a negative perception on who you are and what you show, displacing the strategy of your intentions on the light somehow became dark after your selfish temptation started taking control, now the abandonment of love crushes the very dream you had wished for.

Within the time of this creation of false reality you have become blind to what is true, now all you can do is focus on the path in which you have traveled, with this hellish outcome in the open I have come crawling on my knees begging myself for an explanation of why I embraced the fool within, I have taken in the pain, yes the feeling is of being lost inside.

No one to turn to

No one to run to

No one to hold on to when times of penetrating caress form within you.

I despise these decisions.

The one of destruction took away from you, the one thing that would keep you wrapped up inside the arms of security.

Change has to come, indefinitely, this decision will overrule the wrong.

The torture makes no sense.

I lower my head in disbelief.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

I notice that you are in the corner hidden from yourself, for I do not understand but I will direct you back into the comfort of your own beauty once again, suppressing yourself is no longer a burden, we'll become to form a spiritual rescue as your eyes are now forever closed.

This passionate figure whom has struggled as well will always produce the light in which you will follow, pain is nonexistent.

Our together gaze of one another's soul seems like something unlikely to be comprehended but with my pleasure I will take you under my wings and show you an eternal dance of immortality.

Ourselves hidden becomes us from now on, vanished.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Time is winding down, all excuses are laughed at and as we try to stand and relieve ourselves from our faulty ways the whip once again is cracked, you created the hurting heart and yet you insist at unrealistically showing anger, now as you drown in your on mistakes it seems that change will always go unnoticed, you followed the false, I sit back and giggle at your misfortune, the pawn you are.

Show to me the blank page I seek, I must rewrite the past for I will always shed the blood of the innocent if I continue to lower my head in shame, how will time exist if I can only dwell on my negligence to conform to the beauty of love.

My eyes fill with the disappointment.

My heart beats uncontrollably with every action of pain.

My soul has become hidden as these moments are cast upon me.

Self-destruction is my own.

Will I ever emerge from this shallow shell of pity.

Don't come to me wanting me to fix your deceptions and hatred, I for once will stand back and let you fall, now as I extend my hand out to you know that the willing can be drawn back to the hollow if your heart remains locked away.

Watching you fail to recognize the purity shows to me that my purpose is coming to a close.

An infant spirit can be cunning but at the same time can also be controlled and manipulated quite easily if it is allowed to do so, the smell of fire is always evident that you are near me.

I shiver alone in the occupied darkness and announce to all that yes I am afraid.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

For many disturbing eyes creep among the lost but as I'm still fortunate to breathe I can still combine the empty with loss of ever knowing what is too never be, you will no longer scrap the visions of the past for your intellect without for once understanding the true value of misconception, you my blind individual have corrupted too many faces that are now buried beneath the ruble of confusion, you may now enter.

The final call of the unseen is now coming into focus, you may now coverup the spiritual of beings so that they may now descend into the darkness that they've created over the years, consider this my lonely one, are you available to witness the struggles that compel us to continue with such hate that all of our lives will soon be stolen while our eyes fill with tears.

As I stretch out my hand I would like for you too want too feel the abundance of happiness, and is there no reason that you should run away or may you be willing to change your perception of the world.

You are now allowed to be greeted by the Creator.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Turn the page, can you see that the pages have been erased, my shivering turns into screams, my heart pounds for instant gratification, I've found the lonely, I've found the love, instantaneously I fall to my knees.

Confrontation in front of my mere reflections, yes the faces are many, entertainment has rediscovered the hollow.

The weight of disorganization, I follow you as I catch a fading smile, don't turn to me wanting comfort, an execution of inheritance is long overdue.

Drifting into a flurry of cascading thoughts, my unsung influence is closely analyzed but you will be the one witnessing the unfortunate, establishing the quest is the ending to mistreatment.

Now back into the tunnel, a constant visual of the agony of my children, the purity of spirituality begins to cry.

Talent is not a description, the true pain of it all is feeling it all.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

I watch the expression on your face as I incorporate the rapture of exposure, priceless.

I will watch as you shiver, no idea of what may come, oh yes this makes my excitement rise.

The introduction to your untamed soul, oh how lovely it is, I must say that you do seem withdrawn, will you ever welcome me without doubt, perhaps I may need to offer a slight moment of indescribable lust and fury, and yes this is the misfortune of an apocalyptic love, survival can be most cunning.

Romantic by nature, not quite but I am one whom suffers as you.

Now that I can be myself I would like to present to you a gift of an unattainable caress, the patience of many will now begin to turn into the thoughtlessness of religious teachings, creation can no longer be considered evaporated.

I must now lay before you and weep.

Awaiting forgiveness is nothing but self understanding.

The seed has been planted.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Squandering the touch of blind innocence, the irrational yet captivating sight of knowledge will now lay within your hands, please do not punish for she is all I have, the stain of torturous emotions have covered her mind and body in scars unseen, will you finally replace the one whom is its creator.

I find myself wanting to disappear as these visions embrace me so, the unknown has become quite clear to me, they will only leave upon death, apologies have went disregarded, as they have experienced those words before, actions become faint.

I see that I have drove you mad, communication has been deflected, now I will take the wheel to your soul, tears, tears, tears, in the hollowness of your hiding spaces I will be there to catch you, once more the flames will rise, the chosen side is wanting you.

I turn my head as they stare and mock me, their eyes are to piercing for my look any further, their movement, empty.

Considering all that is lost and forgotten I will try not to fall without finding someone to please.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Are you ready?

Smiling and trampling through the invisible wilderness I've come to frantically gather up a few precious memories that once again we can revisit, laying on the floor of existence we can look down upon the delicacy of elegance.

Now that I have your attention I'd also like to share with you another one of my paths, pleasing you and shuffling my way through this tunnel of chills I find myself wanting to offer you a few as well but as I brush my soul against your pleasurable posture I can see the blushing moment beginning to rise.

I can see the enjoyment surfacing, I knew you'd come to realize that this image before you possesses no evil, you slowly begin to encase yourself in my shelter, devising a plan has no further of my concern.

Mislead, that is a possibility but not this time, as we form into one.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

I've traveled for an eternity searching for the light that I have lost many years ago, stumbling and crawling within the escapees of darkness I've learned that the my essence of purity has always been close by but as my blindness of acceptance caresses me I find it difficult to maintain what was once my light.

I stand beside you and continually ask of you to answer me as I wonder how you are able to love through all your past turmoil.

Can you be so kind to offer up to me an explanation of my departing beauty, why do I feel so alone when I am surrounded by hearts that can still display their elegance of life, why do you turn away from me what have I done.

This is how I'll now become my secluded misfortune.

The emancipation of my bottled up wretchedness will soon prove to mankind that all I have ever been is the guide for all to enter the light but as of now I will patiently pace the floor of the world.

I am now a guest in your arms.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz

Searching the valleys and peaks of this world, I've come across a vision so pure and yet so passive that the love streams from every pore of my being, can you embrace the positive as I close in to welcome you to my heart, feeling faint and cluttered with compassionate togetherness, I feel myself becoming more open to accepting the journey of love.

Empowering the foundation that holds steady before us we begin to open one an-others eyes, for this is why my tears of happiness continues to tare down the walls of my own disguise, involving the purification of combining those who can hold onto the light is an experience that I've once grasped.

Now and forever, I feel home again.
Without darkness
Without deception

Within my spirit, my wings are soon to spread.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz