Every scar, every wound
every bruise, every lie
your battle scars

Everything I do
Always seems to fall apart
How to fix myself?

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code of my life

Stupid and small, I hear it all
Gaze in the mirror, Alone in the hall
Who are you?
Suddenly now, I can feel a cold heart beat

A cold silent night
Screams echo in the darkness
A life fades away

Lonely I write you
Feelings you always express
My dearest haiku

I'm not gonna let that keep me on the ground, JETPACK!
When I encounter a setback, press that button ignite my JETPACK!
Launch pad shrinks, disappear. Fly through atmosphere.
Plasma's tingling and I'm hearing the words that occur to me for no reason. What am I alive for? What will I die for? Why do I believe to others I'm an eye sore?
Am I fueled by another engine, Depression and Aggression, Confusion and agitation, Fly away on my JETPACK!

I wish I had a jetpack, so I could fly away.
Fly back to the start before my mistakes,
and while I'm stuck here on the ground.
I will not be afraid, cause sometimes life
can be hard so just play it safe.

This world is corrupt
Children murdered everyday
it's time we end it

Darkness and shadow
Is just life without the Lord
Light and a purpose
Is now my life with the Lord
He comforts me day-to-day

Like trees without leaves
you are so empty and bare
oh my aching heart

She's as magnificent as the moon,
as bright as the sun.
More beautiful then a thousand stars.
The center of my universe

Everyone's moved on
and I'm still here, forgotten
but never alone

Artists paint with ink and dyes
Others sculpt with clay.
But only a poet paints with words
What never fades away

In my mind I can imagine panacea for my poison.
My bruised and ravaged body crashes up upon the shore.
Sin leaks from all these wounds, and my friends abandon ship
As I float off to forever with deaths kiss upon these lips.
And I never asked for nothing, and that's just what i got
if my pride dies before i do as I fall I might be caught.
I wasted all my days chasing things that can't be seen.
As I come into your presence, now I know what humble means.

Hear the voices in the static,
Leave you crying in the attic,
and You think that you've just had it
but you turn into an addict.

looks like an angel
as caring as a mother
I think she's perfect

Where can I be me
Is there somewhere on this Earth?
I just want off this

Light in the dark sky
black clouds rumble in anger
the storm approaches

They love the mask, but I can't breath through it's lies
They love the mask, but I can't see through it's eyes
They love the mask, but I can't speak with it's tongue
They love the mask, but I can't hear when it's on

Organs play music
Your heart plays a symphony
Full of emotion

Where are the answers,
Are they written in the sand
or found in the mind?

Every page, an ocean
Every word, a ship