Barefoot I stroll
On the glowing coal
To the burning rythym
Of your churning soul

When my stride tires
Your letter inspires
A sea of desires
Is my growing pull

There's a way to get there, though the cloud,
is threatening and the thunder loud
One road will take you to the scene,
where dreams come true and grass is green.
There are many paths from which to choose.
One will win, while most will lose.
How do I make such great decisions?
I wish I had clairvoyant visions.

Never has there been such an offensive sight as the one i had to bear.
When I was drudging weary at night and caught a glimpse of a mirror.
Rage devoured my soul and squeezed me tight, "You have no place here!"
Then to my suprise, I awoke in delight to pretend I have only the world to fear.

She haunts the barren wastelands,
Her dishevelled clothes and cracking bones,
They say she's the results of sins unatoned,
But she is a spectre of her own plans.
He was born and bred amongst the sands,
A luxurious beach house that housed drones,
Expensive clothing, computers and phones,
He knew not of calloused hands.

She wasted away with every breath taken,
He kept a smile in his pocket, in his phone, on Instagram,
She kept a smile for when she heard the whistle of a tram,
He left nature and beauty around him forsaken.
He lived on the left side of town,
She lived on the right side of town.

Love
Just like eyes
A world away in the stars
Words in the sky
Hearts in the night
This life is a moment
A way to remember
I know the sea
I say the moon
I have sun hands
Maybe waves of light

Things fall in the ocean
Rain falls on the lost

Comes a small day
People feel blue skies forever
Time took a left
I touch a mind
I hear summer air
I think about a girl
Who looked to be breaking
But when the earth is gone
She'll finally whisper

"Despite the pain
My soul walks in dreams"

Tortured captain
The shadow learns of the queen
Angry says the road
Sorrow is the soil

Loving inner killing
Turning points
The river rolls strange
History's lucky ashes in the wind

Misunderstood unnoticed
Death shines on the seed
Stranger beneath the rose
A darkened crow the ultimate example

Expression rainbows
Black lines and edges
And in this stupid hour
Strangers recognize

The tortured captain

Just love
Long eyes like good heart
Know life
Make time tell
Fingers want soul
Soft body

Dust comes
Sun weight lady burning
Care wings
Twisted limbs poetry
Hard legs and fragile arms
Flesh dreams

I haven't eaten all day,
outside that cats wail like
an ambulance siren.

Then everything goes quiet,
like the body of one who has died.

Inside the kitchen I drink
from the right side,
of the faucet.

I wait for the ladder to disappear,
to the attic
to the ceiling
to the roof of my dream.

I throw my soul into the garbage disposal.

I tie my shoes,
with the ink from today's newspaper.

When I look into the abyss,
Is it just as confused as I?
What does the dark depth ponder,
When it gazes into me?
Am I impossible?
Can it not even
Fathom all my pieces,
Or how they fit?
How cool the wind will blow -
But is the western sand
Still hot when the storm claws at my face
To scratch out my eyes?
Am I a seat to be despised,
Deposed like a future convict
Railing at the charges held over my head?
Why is it judging me
For not playing along with the game I had no part in creating?
I conject no scheme of ill intent.
Peace, I bid Thee well.
I go my way.

I have been following the stars for far too long
Running in the direction of the stars when it dims
Alongside a highway of cars that'll get to places faster
And I'm still playing a game of would you rather
With every option I would rather not.

I am not concerned whether you're in a constellation
Whether unity was in complete copacetic
For you see, I am not a star but a mortal
And I can not join a constellation.
So take it as it is, but I am asking
Out of the kindness and care that lurks in my heart
Not to determine whether constellations are aligned.

You watched me letting out tears as I cry
You heard me scream till my throat hurts
But you'll never see what my mind hides
Behind every butterfly is a worm in the dirt.

You watched me smile with my teeth shown
Grinned with lips stretching cheek to cheek
But you'll never see that I want to be buried below
Because light only exists when things are bleak.

I always tell myself I've been a glass half full person
But mirrors break and glasses shatter
When I hate someone I will curse them
But I just want nothing but to be a splatter.

Hidden away is all my sorrows
So everyday I'm feeling more hollow
Because I know I'm living on time that is borrowed
Just waiting for a day where I won't see tomorrow.

Wearing a mask always suffocates me
But if I owe people one thing, it's honesty
And honestly I don't see the true me
I see a fake smile, fake humour as fake as fake can be.

There's nothing left to look forward to
The sky is tumbling and blue
There's nothing that will be new
I don't know what I'm suppose to do...