Coriander
The recent smell of caffeine
In the empty cup, with her
Teeth marks in the Styrofoam.
Thyme
Crushed with the lemon aside
The stain from her cut is
Nearly gone, yet it never dried.

It's nearly there...
The scent of her skin.
It's nearly there...
As she turns away from me.

P-e-p-Bless you-p-e-r
Spoon against her lips; scolding
Still sneeze on a kiss… sending her away.
Salt
Without the knife parting the layers
While the smell will sting her eyes
Only if she'd wipe the cutting board clean.

It's nearly there...
The scent of her skin
It's nearly there...
As she turns away from me.

© 2007

Like a thief, I’m just stealing time
Another inch to your foot
Steal another minute, maybe two of mine
And just a whisper was all it took

I’ve stolen my words, I’ve stolen lines
Would you still like to take me home?

Another month and I’ve stolen your voice
Entwined on a stolen chair
And as we meet so often in the night
I believe I’ve stolen your despair

I’ve stolen my words, I’ve stolen my lines
Would you still like to take me home?
I could steal just about everything
Would you still like to take me home?

So now I’ve stolen promises right from your lips
Along with all of your warmth
And in the night I’ve stolen your hips, too
Laying across from you with stolen sins

I’ve stolen your space, I’ve taken your time
Would you still like to take me home?
I’ve stolen a glance, hell- I’ve stolen your shine
Would you still like to take me home?

You said I’m honest but that’s an honest lie
I’m sure you’ve heard that line before
We could talk of God and lightning strikes
Taking three extra steps, maybe four.

And when I’ve stolen everything I can
Could I steal what’s left of your hope?
To see me again is more than a passing chance
Another ‘someday’ just to cope

I’ve stolen my words, I’ve stolen my lines
I could steal just about everything
But the one thing I’ve lost and cannot reclaim
Was the heart that you gave me.

And I’ve stolen your love, I’ve stolen your trust
I could steal just about everything
But the one thing you’ve got that will never rust
Is the hate that you have for me.

© 2014

Still breathing, unfortunately
I feel cold
As if I was in the ground
It haunts me
These atrocious nightmares
My eternal soul’s scar

As I look to my right
Cold skies stare back menacingly
And to my left
The shadows call me
I don’t know where to go
And I don’t know how to live

A flame beckons to me
A light pulls me in
And I have this choice to make
How will I move on
Past the grave of life?

We were already dying
Since we began life
Now I’m sick of laying
In my grave of strife
And I’ll take your life once again
Always in death is the time I spend
Until I find a grave of my own

© 2003

They brought us through the passage
Enslaved and tied to ropes
All jokes are cast aside us
With every smile for the words they spoke
On bended knee they forced us
Our smiling heads trapped in their holes
The metal sheet came down so gently
And there our laughing heads would roll

Come bearing down your sanctity
With a whistle, jump, and skip
Come shining in all your glory
Thousand beggars clinging to your hips

Jesus came to save us all
A smile for all our sins
Jesus came tell us all
"I cannot let you in now...”

I've scarred it over my body's canvas
My knife and rags are all but clean
I've washed in eternal holy waters now
But I'll forever lack that scriptured gleam
I've prayed to take myself out of this
With every breath I've given since
My dreams withheld for years to date
But he smiles at me and gives a clever wink

Come enter into your temples now
Grace us with an everlasting wake
Come bless all of us that entered you
Tell us that you're more than just a face

Jesus came to take us all
A hand to wipe away these sins
And so Jesus proceeds to tell us all
"But I cannot let you in, now..."

© 2014

On the troubled path
One will encounter devils
But few live to tell...

© 2013

What harm could this be?
Euphoria far too intense
To forget for so long
Darken these lines
So they flow so clean
The secret of the marks are to crave it
more than the pain it caused

But even if the Gods were to forgive
Damaging the temples, all sacred
The bliss concentrates in parallels
Made with no regards

Still, crawling into subtle madness worth repeating
Bleeding out the pain that was never gone

Could one ever enter
Immoral heavens, flashing
Light on tilting grounds
Dripping into pools that stain the earth
Losing every ounce of strength to stand
Leaves the body charmed by remarkable feats
To escape the floor

But frenzied off the loss of the pain
Locking doors to the mind better left open
Never ending are the paths once they’re drawn
And a new one is born

Still, crawling into subtle madness worth repeating
Bleeding out the pain that was never gone
But temporary bliss always fades, never finding a solution
Bleeding out the pain for answers that will never come

© 2014

And there the tears find eyes again
looking through these pictures
once thought burned.
Stored away with happy things-
some shirts, a cookie, a missing ring,
and a kiss sworn to keep.

While the memories are still lingering
in the eyes and the smile that
will always be adored,
But saddened by the ending of love
the twisted feelings, the loss of trust,
and hurt that still isn’t gone.

It still won’t go away, it’s in the picture
where she laid beside me.
Hiding away from shying eyes that
followed me in private times…

And still thinking of…

Thinking of the white room where she
stayed and sighed of the final days
coming to a close.
Remember the scent of heavy rain-
Some drinks, a bouquet, a passion strained,
and still no way to make up for lost time…

Hide them again in a file and
think that it’ll be a while until
they’re rediscovered again.
Stored away with a solemn key-
A tear, a password, a silent scream,
and a promise- sworn to return.

© 2014

An illusion to me was believing that the sun could be unset by
traveling this iced path laced with slippery regret.
But marked by my own accord, silvered bee stings from
nightly passions for crimes against myself.
Slithering softly a secretly silenced flow from blade tip
to skin deep are the fears held with the mind's first
traps.

Night-summers crept past my windows locked,
carefully observing my frame weaken from
failed attempts of drowning in my sleep.
As my heart slowed and breathing infrequent,
my mind wandered to darker halls, conversing
within myself for my own answers.
Rejection for help was an ambush set by my mind's second
maze.

All the leaves turned brown as the sky turned to gray
with an unfaithful thought to those I cherished.
With uttered sins against my enemies I lashed out,
"Till the last stands tall will I be undefeated."
Hubris being a blind path of death to the unwary disguises
Its self well within the needs of the suffering.
Tastes of abnormalities would tempt me to do what I did to
others to myself without choking up with hesitation in the third
riddle of my mind.

Daylight deceivers and no witness with a clue to what has gone
terribly wrong by fusing the thought of nine to one soul.
Recreation of my broken sky, a creation of myself as a product of
hurt by misleading lovers, blinded by love's desires to be accepted.
Life's lies lie in life's wake once your slumber has ended and your
eyes have awakened to the darkness of a fourth vision of an apocalyptic
mind.

Are they then over as they began their rampage?
No, never resting are tribulations of simple crimes
embossed to the sacred flesh of time itself.
Followed by my careful hand, shattered by the cares and worries,
I hold on to my broken shield of faith and pursue futures onward.
Thus, the last mistake, proven faulty at most, has been nothing more
than a grim reminiscence of why I exist. And so my mind fails to conceive
Its last oblivion.

© 2005

Another heart waits
Amongst the fields and meadows
Time's a pleasant lie

And it came like a crash
Enveloping us in a low warmth
Employing its fevered reach to hold us down
And without a word, it came again and again
Relentless and ongoing, restless and immortal

It whispered calm and destructive words
To ease and frighten us into a false sense of security
Lulling a sweet compromise for life and understanding
With a caress and a sigh, more questions than answers
It robbed us of everything all at once

So there we stood, stripped of reason and innocence
Blind and unconcerned for safety and unheeded warnings
Confiding in each other for life and companionship
To wander aimlessly without purpose and end
Coming to call the sacred demon by a single name

Love.

© 2014

Silent sounds brush
The eerie calm chants.
We knew it would happen,
But when would it happen?

Sing to me the sweet pain
And stem not the bleeding.
Tell the tale of summer’s cold
And breathe in the flames of winter.

You can pass my eyes
Without a second glance,
As I lip sync my thoughts
Onto your soft skin.

Resist not motion
Of a cherry sensation
Sweet, yet wild as
A blossom in full bloom.

© 2004

Candlelight, in a garden of sinners where she arose
Tending to the roots in bloom whose sins she knows
Blistered truths in faulty holes planted so firm
And yet she comes each day, brandishing scissors

One by one, the sinners fall, lives cut far too short
Into the waters that that have known no peace
Since the first breath that she breathed in her plight
Falling into sleep as soon as the last one swept undertow

Lost in the undergrowth beyond her time
Seeking the gardener’s unholy wings
She has found the cradle of what she needs
To survive and stray from a torture birthed endlessly

Without pleasure or fear of silence, she awaits
A special soul that grows from nothingness
Budding from the hollowness in her own
Immaculate growth from a tainted source

And in blossoming, her hopes are dashed away
As the void is filled with nothing but falling petals
The hope of a miracle in such a world of hate
Lacks the fruition of life to achieve full bloom.

Thus, she sleeps again to awake to a new day
Never realizing that the hope is her torture
To change her fate from the endless tiling
Means to change herself from the endless hoping.

© 2014

Bled
The wounds only scratch the surface
Of what few accept in kind regards
But often take for granted
Hoping
That all of this pulls through
To stave away from temptation
Of all that has been seen
Another year to deceive will lead

What of hope’s acceptance
It’s frail and so weak
To cope with this resistance
Too timid and too meek
If all of what it carries dies
Sheltering the fleet
Is lost to what we can’t have
And failed to obtain

Arms crossed
Protect what little can muster
The threat of losing all versus
The salvation of saving little
Memories
Of what could have been true
Burn away without moderation
The priceless reveries we bring
Replaced by the mourns we sing

© 2014

The sweetest rush comes from failing
To keep out the demons created
Fabricated to keep the sanity somewhere
Recreating the bars on skin to contain them

The bitter taste comes from realizing
How many cannot understand this struggle
One that started from the beginning
And ceases to fade away permanently

The highest point came hiding the truth
Every line a grim marker of a ****** edge
Deciding an abstraction is the best distraction
For years on years, building inward

The lowest point came from discovering
How futile the ignorance can become
Fighting against it is all too tiring
When a little spill is easier to clean

The last point came from recalling
The future was a shell of what was
A present labored in the persistence of pain
Left by the past that refuses to disappear

© 2014

I haven't been a part of life for more years than I wish to count. It's the absence in the moments I've seen long ago, the scenes I once clung so desperately to belong to. The abstraction in my memories say I was once there, but the irregularities in my heart rationalize the doubt and assure me that wishful thinking was the only memory that occurred. The particularities of this symptom- if it could be called that- are quite strange. It happens so rapidly, I hardly pay it any mind; but if my mind wanders, the old theater in my brain plays a reel. The imagined scenes are portrayed on screen and I can see myself within them.

Happy... sad, maybe.

It makes no difference. The mood of the filming is enough to make the heart start an analysis. I'll feel a tug or two at my heart and wonder where I ever got this silly notion. It's odd and a little depressing, but it only makes me wonder- where was I and why did I think this happen? Some days, I think I have the answer.

It's only longing.

© 2013

The grass rolled gently with each inhale
Her eyes laid of earth hues and sky-lit horizons
Hands pressed with assurance and soft mounds

of pleasures
unknown
Some innocent and grown

Followed by the warm of her footprints
Resting against the resilience of the bark of trees
The touch of another discovered by the

endless sea
of leaves and flowers
and she whispered away her soul

Rested beside the roots of the last seen place
I've calmly assured myself her return to me
If only my woes and fears would also

Kindly
whisper
away.

© 2014

Robbed of a choice we have made all the same
And awarded a will that has given us all the blame
It's a fate to retaliate for such we have born
And a folly to remember for what truths we have sworn
I've never had my fill until I gave it up my youth

An eye for an eye and the soul for a crime
My rights to defend in a fight for my mind
To shape and destroy the molds we have cast
A revolution is a must
In an evolution we can't trust
Repetition is the key to learn nothing

So who's right to take my life if not me by my hand
And who's too clever to take away these rights I understand
If ever I was to be at peace with all that surrounds
My final revelation would be known only with me in the ground
I'll never know my worth until I've taken myself out

An eye for an eye and the soul for recompense
My mind deceives us all and I'm sure it'll never rest
I have shaped to destroy the era I'm cast to play
Demarcation of tireless desire
Recollection of a fruitless liar
Repetition is the key to learn everything

And I've attempted to take my own before
And I've never been so sure
For I've found little solace since then
Since I've been so close to an end...

© 2014

Carried my memories all the way home
Protecting them from uncertain lies
Held back the hopes I left undone
Realize I am as I appear to be

Harmed myself with every bitter truth
Defended with the sweetest of lies
I've sought out a heart of the past
But have naught but the present’s pain

I live for the love we had achieved
Yet wounded by the love we've lost
On my own, I can manage the pain
But need a crutch to carry this weight

Is it better to watch it die in a while
than to see suffer and struggle alive?
Rather than that, I fall to my knees
In self-defense of a regretful heart

After tonight, I’ll bury this dream
With the memories of what they could bring
In the backyard of my mind’s house
Like a criminal in desperate times

© 2014

When you're lying in the shallow,
You know it really makes it harder.
I don't think that you'll be drowning
With your head above water.
Should have known, my darling
That you can only see the sky
face down.

Running from your problems,
Yet again I find you standing by.
Who would've known that trouble swims
Just about as well as you can lie?
Should have known, my darling
That you can only see the sky
Face down.

Please stop all your splashing
You are just getting me all wet.
Just breathe in a little longer,
I'll make sure you can forget.
And then you'll know once again
That you can only see the sky
Face down. 

© 2010

The stranger unheeded by the ears of the King
Aided with prosperity that swelled fat in their minds
But ill-storms foreboding
A wounded messenger came warning
of a hellish army not far behind.

"They ***** and they pillaged without mercy
and killing all of the living they see!
The bloodshed flowed rivers,
my heart still doth shivers-
I urge thou act with haste and urgency!"

The King now concerned of fates now certain
"From where do you hail?" asked the King
"I've traveled from the Thales north
after the destruction of Shale's port-
I beg you now your army to bring!"

© 2013

Are we nothing more
A gentle passing of air
Never known by name

© 2013

She was sound asleep then, but then my mind still stayed by.
I stared at ceilings
looking for the answers to whys

but there's no answer
there's just reasons to care

In this blue-lit green room, I saw her sigh in the air.

My world had slipped away, too far to grasp and hold on to
But I just pulled away and stood there.

The kiss was sweet now, rushed in anxiety's maw.
I felt complete now
even as tears cradled her jaw

but there's still no answer
there's just those reasons to care.

The days were ending and I left my sigh in the air.

My world had cried away, too slick to grasp and hold on to
But I just pulled away and stood there.

The tension's thick now, my cut's too shallow to pierce.
The expectations were deep
and came so quickly to peak

Was there ever an answer
to give for why I had cared?

My time was fleeting as she exhaled in the air.

My world had passed away, too fast to grasp and hold on to
But I just pulled away and stood there.

The sight was painful, no heart could ever compare
to what I lost there-
lost ourselves in despair.

There were no answers-
but just one reason to care.

She saw it ending, saw her tears fly through the air.

My world had flown away, too far to grasp and hold on to
But we just pulled away and stood there.

© 2014

These kinds of words are overused
Stuck to those that emit untrue
The ones that keep the eyes you knew
His common sense was overrated

Her burden is a heart of a fool
His admired eyes fed off her abuse
How those feelings become misused
In his mind, he was hers- subjugated

Behind the trees, with eyes so bruised
That heart of his caught her flu
A piercing scene she put him through
Her lips on another, body capsize

The sink overflows, the mother cries
Shadows hide the bullet’s pride
The sun commits another suicide
Crashing into the cold horizon.

Let’s blame it all on two,
Let’s blame it all on two,
Let’s blame it all on you…
And see what she let die.

© 2008

The words drift softly around your ears
The remainder of blissful disturbance in the air
Does it pain you when the words you hear
Are the same as mine if I were there
Are you drifting back?

The corners of your eyes see life so differently
A blur of second chance without the memory
A few thoughts through the days mundane
Could simply be gone and washed away
By the flowers bought the day after New Year’s.

Had you listened to the voice I had spoken through
From the body that you never lost, but never knew
For all of the reasons that we’d made
To promise ourselves each and every day
Are you happy yet?

Catching myself falling through nostalgia
Can’t help but wonder if it still gets to you
Praying loud may give you hope to share
But if no one hears you, who would care
To listen to you at all?

I’ve tried so desperately to erase your face
Losing time and rushing to find something to replace
The smile that haunts me I held so dear
The love we share for all those years
Winds away on the 3rd 6th of the next 2 years…

Plead to me of mercy and of foolish thoughts
The mistakes of yours are nothing to what I have sought
For keeping true to one only fate
To make amends for what time can’t erase
It all ends here…

All ends here.

© 2014

Woe to my
Perfect gray sky

My baby’s locked down in the basement
Yearning for its mother’s arms
Mother’s gone and misplaced him

Broken by the discard pile

Perfect gray sky
And pretty flowers gone

My best friend has gotten awful chilly
Laying down so blue and pale
Too far to see where she was swimming

Sunk down and deeply inhaled

And pretty flowers gone
All I wanted

My dear husband has gone missing
Replaced with a simple note
“I will not come back for my sweeter things…

My body hangs from the rope.”

All I ever wanted
To never be alone

© 2013

And I dreamt a hell girl beckon to me
Sipping sake that dripped from the moon
But while no one had called my name
My halo sent upward hues of grays

But calm and peace invade my head
destroying all I've held so dear
A solitude like a silent plague
And I remembered all the hope I feared

She appeared in my sights again
A smile so faint and sly I slipped
A thread of fate tangled up in time
With a tug by the one that owns my mind

And rage and lust consumed my soul
And I've discarded all I've known so true
My being was ***** into trickery and deceit
But of all I could remember, there was simply you

© 2014

To cope in time with open eyes
Standing idly by without an answer
To try and pry these open dreams
without reason enough to care
or enough air to shield them in

All bound by curious lies to hollow truths
But surely able to catch the loneliest eyes
That follow through the hells of every sigh

So radiance finds another's side
A guiding light for the honest and fare
But through the image between seas
As thought to never be there
are the ironies of the shame and the sin

All drowned by curious lies deep in shallow truths
Unsure or able to watch the darkening skies
Beckoning through the wash of every tide.

© 2014

The bearer of time
Has all one could need to, but
Wastes precious seconds

© 2013

If I count the leaves
On this, a tree of delight
Will it sing color?

© 2008

I could hold my breath and still feel empty,
void of air and all the things she swore are here.
When every wrong move presents the defects in me
and she wonders why I don’t speak as often out of bed.

I could write it again, but a hundred times more wouldn’t help her.
If she doesn’t believe in it now, then there just nothing more to say.
Stared out my window and let the sounds I hear dictate my heartbeats
of the silent night where her smiles were still never mine.

I see through the looking glass, but it lacks a certain quality
that suggests I’m not ready to hear the sound of a smirk across her lips.
Her attention to me and the love fades slowly like water ripples…
now I know that I’m not the only one stealing her smile.

But calling it jealousy gives it such a horrible undertone
and I know that I can’t be the center of her world every time.
But for the hours I have left before my clock’s plug exits the wall-
Hey, I know I liked the sound of the alarm that she rung in my heart.

© 2007

Strewn across the subtle cheeks of a dawning moon
With fields indifferent, prosaic to the sight
Lie here we, two of unknown
A marketplace amid the glances of the trees
The entice of personal intersections, interlocking fingers
Breathe here we, two of something
The planetary axis which revolves minds
Communications between the satellites' equivalent sight
Exist here we, two of everything
The layers of earthen blankets rest stonework of proof carved
In cradle-craft eternity stars moved in time's untested arms
Forever here we, two of nothing.

© 2007

The Lord spoke of words today
Reminding me of how much He has given me
Caught unaware by the words that He said
Revealing the sins of my broken faith

And as my luminous wings began to fray
He began pulling my feathers, one by one
Until I was naught more than broken man, afraid that
I have faithlessly sought only after His forgiveness

I begged him, “Please, of what sins and immoralities
had brought me so far away from your pathway
towards salvation and your forgiveness?”

And He said, “But you’re the one that slipped away.”

The devil spoke of words today
Reminding me of how much I owed him
Lost in the thoughts of what he had said
Revealing threads of his devious puppetry

By the strings and by a finger’s delay
I danced his twisted show of mockery
Despite how much I struggled to break free
I depended far too much on his malicious guidance

I begged him, “Please, of what uncertainties
had brought me so far down this pathway,
towards misery and your relentless tug?

And he said “You’re the one that’s slipped away.”

©2014

There are long endings
Often years of a lifetime
Renewed in a smile

© 2013

Interweave a smile into the skin
As the grass caresses a gentle laugh
The trees sway in a careless motion
And the warmth grows anew

A touch of identical emotions
Met between the eyes of curiosity
Embrace the fleeting and turn to run
Bare of material and bear no worries

Without shame to cover the past
Danced in the meadows of folly
Tensed in the present of rested fate
In the solitude that brings peace

Press the grass between the fingers
Hidden in spaces secret to the world
Warmth between the dimming sun
And the breeze of the brightened moon

Told of poetry and sweeter things
Thieves of words and beating hearts
Of pretty damsels, wide-eyed in mystery
Tales of fancies, young and old

True to heart and mind alike
Brazen to brash quotes and lines
Blushed by the rose of fair cheeks
To dream of memories spoken to mind
Is to live freely in the confines of love

© 2007

I and I alone find the peace of another savior in the dark
Alone and pleading for the life one doesn't own
Sick and bleeding for the sins he does not commit
But is always leading others to the crossroads of choice.

The light of the new day fails to offer much more than
Just the promise that one has survived it all thus far
What has not killed us now has not finished the task
Of what has not changed us now will fail in future attempts.

The mind is now running straight through the fires
The hell-bent now seeking the solace of sanctuary
Ensconced in every child of man innocent to the past
Trapped in the endless cycles of protest and oppress
Of the lost, the celebrated, the obedient and the rebellious.

© 2013

Cast through the shadow
Your brilliance of saint white,
Yet you are still stained.

© 2008

So close and we breathe our fires
Share our warmth and close desires
Sweat out misery and we do perspire
Left clean with what we do aspire to
Hold on

Lost in transit, worlds so far
Every night's missing a star
Pressed hearts from where we are
Traveled in a bus, subway, or car to
Hold on

Self-weathered nose that runs away
Thoughts covered in rusted decay
Called off work just to play
Just need one person for the day to
Hold on

© 2014

Anger disappears
Though the answers become clear
Peace is still far gone

© 2013

A letter ink-white stained, arrives at her door again.
A lonely line that says "I miss you."
Of letters coalesced in the pile by her chest,
Atop the hill one proclaims "I love you".

This paper hill's last breath on the bed which they rest
Will burn as if they exist together.
In the ash that covered sheets- what flames could not reach,
The letters sing alone "Forever."

Her arm rests on the floor, her heart beats a sigh till four.
The dust in her lungs is swarming.
The mailbox rings a tone, another letter has found home.
In due time, its message claims "I'm coming."

© 2010

This empty, merciful place
Brings sadness to these souls
These blissful, ignorant places
It's plenty good for those who

Want to breathe and forget their lies
Exhaling peace through the wartime fires
One born at ease and another life perspires
The deaf hear it and know
The blind see come and go

This perfected and ageless race
Comes as a burden for survival
Continued flawed and shameful ages
It's horrific for the children of those who

Can't believe they've seen their ends
Come crashing down in wartime fires
Shot down as beliefs truly disguised in desires
Generations see it and know
But the lives still come and go

But bear it all for honest heart's sake
Admit our rights came from honest mistakes
We'll fight and claw for each we've made
An end to the fall closer and closer each day
And we bear it all for all our heart's sake
Brought closer to every mind by our own mistakes
Out of my arms, you've hit the earthen floor
I'm still unsure exactly how much this is worth for

Those who want to breathe and forgive themselves
Their loudest screams echo their silent hells
And trusted lips have said the damnedest words
The truth exists and will show
When the lies give hold

© 2014

There it was, final line to walk down
A tired sigh from the days lived on
The reasons never met each other, but
The earth held, held so much more allure

And one could swear
To be ready to hit the ground
And one could swear
This grave wasn't meant to be found

The feet believed, believed that they were walking through...
Perfect, it's a decision made premature
The ground's a guilty bed for the souls
Feeling dead, yet still so full of life.

It's nothing much, just a mislead prerogative
A second will hidden away inside this chest
The veins never connect together, though it'll never try
The heart has, has so much more to endure

And one could swear
To be ready to stop its beating sound
And one could swear
To bury their self in an earthly mound

The eyes perceived, perceived that they were thinking of these...
Wonderful, these secrets laid to wasteful memories
The call is there to make, but can could one really see it?
Sometimes death seems quite a beautiful feat.

© 2014

I’ve learned about this some time ago
Feelings you had for me were true
But now it shows-
Day to day, you tire of my charm
And fights against yourself,
Still proving to me you aren’t worth this call.
We’re young, they say about us, about our love…
It’s true, yearning to grow but keep a child’s soul
And I feel it’s been…
too long…
And so…
it fades…
to silent times.

Problem is this heart lacks a will of keeping time.

We’ve had hope to go by...
Hold on to me and laugh about it.

In this time I sit and breathe,
I wonder what this will mean to me soon
You ask… of
Remembering these passing years
Where you had tasted better times
Placed with smiles all around your head.
Memories are broken keys
In locked boxes picked with
Eyes closed.
I paint…
Myself...
No colors of regret…
The lies of patience bound within
The lover that remains wishes
A return to a life again

The life I killed of a previous friend.

We’ve had hope to go by…
Hold on to me and laugh about it.
My smile pretend to realize
I have so little left to laugh about it.

A heart to archive the missing smiles,
I’ve lost the right to say you can return mine.
And who is to say what we will be
In the coming days, stressed in distant differences.
A hand to retain the wave goodbye,
You’ve lost the will to say that you are mine.
And no one’s left to decide
What’s wrong? What’s right?
In the coming days, stressed in distant differences.

And I’ve prayed for better years to be seen
With you and I, friends in between
I’ve seen the silence and it haunts me so…

And I’ve prayed for better years to be seen
With you…
and I…

© 2011

I woke in a dream of her skin
Seven layers of reasons I could not own
When the rain came and splashed on her soul
I spread the colors all around me

I’ve saved the sun for her today
Even though I could not hold it
And spilled it all over her
“Are these the stars that I owe you?”

The stone room she put me in
Still echoes without the windows
The gear box still stutters with rust
I can’t lose time without crying.

I could never find her time
Walking around with my heart full of clocks
And I cheated only with stolen second hand rewinds
I just could not make up for what I had lost.

© 2007