Before the gate has been closed,
before the last question is posed,
before I am transposed.
Before the weeds fill the gardens,
before there are no pardons,
before the concrete hardens.
Before all the flute-holes are covered,
before things are locked in then cupboard,
before the rules are discovered.
Before the conclusion is planned,
before God closes his hand,
before we have nowhere to stand.

Seconds. Minutes.
Hours. Days.
Never going  
fast enough.
Never going
slow enough.
Living just
to watch them fade.
Please go away.

No one knew how I felt
I smiled till I was by myself
Didn't see the tears I cried

Bullied me
When I didn't talk
Never said a word to them

Scared of my own friends
The few that I actually had

  Run to bathrooms just to cry

And you say I wouldn't understand

shying away from the white on the walls
so full of screws and tacs and faces
run your hand across it
accept the lack of life
animate your dreams with reality
fill yourself with good news

I don't want your love unless you know that I'm impulsive

I wasn't happy about it
but i congratulated you anyway
I wanted you to know that I cared about you
that was the only way I knew how
then I hid it all away with the expressions on my face
which was pointless because you could hear it in the taste

I don't want your love unless you know that I'm repulsive

Seven billion people
Struggling through tears
Struggling through fears
Struggling through the day
Seven billion people
Hoping for change
Hoping for love
Hoping for the next day
Seven billion people
Just wanting to make it through
Kind of like you

Every time I kiss you
After a long separation
I feel
I am putting a hurried love letter
In a red mailbox.

My journey through the smoke
Led me to the other side of the mirror.
Instead of looking in
I was looking out
At all the distorted shapes
Of my mind.

Willingly I walked into the fog
That rose like ghosts from the fire.
The clouds spun me
Until I was lost in the disease.
Puffs of pleasure were past
Engulfing the ever wanting.
I drown in an ocean of haze
Stuck in the daze.
Never wanting to be found.

Gone from the world
Of reality
Brought to the world
Of enlightenment

Deeper and deeper
The fog lured me in.
I wanted to know more.
Mislead to a garden built
Of smoke and mirrors.
The forbidden fruit tastes
As sweet as they say.
Until it rots.

A walkway of pure powder
Drew a line
To the house of mirrors.
Purity never smelled so sweet.
So forgotten in the fog
I emerged in an ash like snow.

Trying to escape the haunting
images in the mirrors.
One illusion lead
to yet another.
Dead end into
the mirror
again,
again,
again .

My journey through the smoke
Led me to the other side of the mirror.
Running from my distorted mind
I found the backdoor
To my escape.

Recurrence
And again
You say those words
Evanescent
Now but then
You’re still my world

Repetitions
Ev’rything
It’s still cliché
No permissions
We are nothing
‘Till end of days

No warnings
Heard again
It’s deafening
Stay smiling
Just stay sane
Keep listening

Now explain
What you feel
Before breaking
‘Bout your pain
How you deal
She’s ignoring

How pathetic
Ordinary
Yet it seems
We’re still static
Arbitrary
Lies and whims