Her lips were shy, but
her eyes...
                Her eyes-
-were like cyclones.
“And now?”
Now there’s nothing keeping me from journeying into the eye of the storm.

Distinguished Demons lay beneath my feet even though the angles sleep apon my shoulders.  To run away and hide, to do bad things knowing people need me, these things I will never do.  My mother watches over me, I can tell she keeps me safe.  Times like these I wish she would look else where. Forgive me mother  for the things I do, forgive me mother for the pain I brought you. Honestly I pray to keep the peace but at this moment I wish to bring pain on anyone that sees me. You have no clue what it's like, you have no idea what it's like to feel empty, cold or alone, to know your so in love with someone but can't look into their eyes. You preach about endless Denial saying there's no one that would treat me right!? The things I wish I could say to you with out making you feel the need to take your life!  You know nothing on life you say you do but you are blind.  Take a walk through my shoes and you might understand life can't be such a delight. You can argue and say you were so cool and I had it all! What you don't see is where I came from and what I had to do to get where I am now. Growing wasn't all that easy for me. Could you Imagine no presents under the tree? Could you? Have someone you love steal from you just so they could hurt them selves. Would you let them? Being the one in the class not invited on the trip *** they think your just a little to weird. Would you be upset? I can tell you I know what not to expect! I know I would never allow it to happen again! And the answer is yes I cried every night alone knowing no one thought to even invite me. These things I have Experinced! I know what it's like at the bottom of the totem pole. The difference between me and you is I don't complain about the things that are a problem, I take them and make myself stronger knowing that one day things will get better. Stop loathing on your miscumseptoons *** life won't ever be handed to you! I thank my mother for that.

And as the smoke cleared
it was obvious
the cigarette was all she needed

You are an angel among humans
My true light in this life
The roots that replenish my body
Everything wrong that was made right
Every shining star in the sky
To every molecule in my body
You hold a four letter meaning
That tells a 6 word story

Is it the continuous beating of the bleeding heart that pumps the blood throughout my body?
Or, is it the red silk sheets that give me the simplest satisfaction as my outer layer is embraced by them?
Could it be the smoke from the sandalwood incense filling up the room, and then mindlessly making its journey out the window?
To me, I’d hope it would be a little yellow house sitting on the edge of the universe gazing it’s open doors out in to the unknown, pondering on the beautiful things of nothing.

Forever we walked
Somewhere between the brush
Covered in flower peddles
Each one with a different color

It happened to be a Frontier of deception
cowards in fear with no visual perception
Tender feet blister from the miles they run
Enlightenment was needed, we lost the meaning of fun
Struggle was a word that become a wish in our heads
For what We were going through ripped our courage to shreds
A weeping song vibrated at night
To carry my brother to the never ending light
Forsaken children taken from the ones that they loved
Family's driven through madness, here his life had been shoved
Down a drain where one should take there last breath
So there for Inception was the misconception before my best friends unmeaningful death

Do you remember what time it was when you forgot about me?
what were you doing when you made your decision?
was it as easy for you as it was for me to except it?
I didn't think much about it at the time; now I'm not to sure.
I want to speak to you but I cant seem to form the sentences in my mind;
its like the smoke from your last cigarette is clouding my mind.
I feel like my lungs are burning; why cant I speak?
do I deserve this? the voice in the back of my mind tells me do.
is it the rejection that hurts or am I realizing I made the biggest mistake of my life.
If I cant be honest with myself how on earth can I expect to be honest with you?
and all of a sudden satisfaction feels like a distant memory.
I underestimated the power a woman had over a man.

Do you remember what time it was when you forgot about me?
Do you remember what you were doing when you made your decision?
Was it as easy for you?
Was it easy for me
to accept it?
I didn't think much about it at the time.
But then I wasn't too sure.
I wanted to speak to you,
but couldn't seem to form the sentences in my head.
It's like the smoke from that last cigarette clouded my mind.
I felt like my lungs were burning, why couldn't I speak?
Did I deserve it?
The voice in the back of my mind told me I did.
Was it the rejection that hurt? To be honest, I wasn't quite sure.
If I couldn't be honest with myself, how on earth
could I have been honest with you?
And all of a sudden it was like satisfaction was a distant memory.
I underestimated the power of love.

We Open our eyes all the same, but through these eyes of mine life seems significantly plain.
Mixtures of black and white left everything grey, a color without meaning that seams lost and afraid.
The color has left this place they call home, but I know deep down inside I'm no longer alone.
The grey way of life is a blessing and a curse, it’s doing 130 down the highway but in the back of a hearse.
It’s a life with many loves but none of them stay.
It’s Looking down a dark tunnel and going that way.
I will live in the grey until the color in me can find its way home perfectly free.

I’ve always been accompanied by the presence of nothing
A dearest friend that speaks only the  language of silence  
A fire lost inside the hearts of many
A light that has always been lit but yet forgotten
Follow me into everlasting eternity where darkness meets the light
Here we can be everything but nothing
Here we shall stay

And as dawn began to break
It was that little piece of you
on the tip of my tongue, knowing
the coffee couldn’t have tasted
better

formidable cynical I'm the leading lyric cannibal
rhythm so ***** ill have to bath it in your swimming pool
inspired by the father, he goes by the name of Hannibal
catch him on a flight he'll be feeding your kid his evening stew
the Hannibal cannibal keeps on talking in my head
he says "forget about your friends, you should be eating them instead".
so I called up Jimmy G he was the perfect meal in bed

I miss no crevice, I neglect no crease.
I indulge in every square inch of her masterpiece.

It’s that feeling in your gut when you’re doing 65 miles an hour over the speed limit through the dead of fog on Christmas morning with no where to go.

Steaming body, heat stops the rain from falling.
Run far far away my thoughts kept telling me.
I reach you're door, the bell rings three time,
Dig...dig...dig... I am shacking and nervous.
Unwillingly the door opens with a screeching hiss.
I entered when told to, the home ever so quite.
Voices all around me but unable to recognize a voice.
I would reach out for help but fait has already been sealed.
A book left open with names of those I don't know.
Where am I and why am I here.
Flowers ever so beautiful lay in the corner.
The sent of a garden I used to water once a week.
Everyone is dressed so nice but what is the occasion.
I woman kisses me on the cheek and holds my hand.
She apologizes for a reason I do not know.
The sun was shinning like a beautiful woman's smile.
Tears fall to the floor as if a tittle wave hit.
Confusion clouds my mind, frustrated I have become.
I need to leave but something beneath the flowers holds me back.
Grabbing apon me, please let me turn back!
I am frightened, angry, and overwhelmed!
Please take me home! I cower like a child.
I close my eyes and wish this all to go away!
I mustered up the courage to open my eyes.
As my eyes opened from what it felt like to be an ever lasting darkness.
My heart stoped beating as I knew where I was.
Looking down apon you laying ever so still.
Cold at the touch of you're skin.
Inable to open your eyes.
Shame fills my body.
I'm sorry.

Three hundred and one days
my mind continues to rot
lost inside my head
these dreams are all I have.
Erase Me

Gazing my eyes over the horizon with
the night sky looking down upon me.
I embrace the winter breeze so that I can describe it to you in a way you’d understand.
You illuminate the trees and show me the stars to brighten my stay.
A friend you’ve been through thick and thin.
Here in the dark we will find our way.

Running from the clouds that blur my vision
Endolge in you're silence that seems like my mission
The storm brakes my bones and withers my heart cold
Stuck between walls and the love I could no longer hold
With passing nights and endless days that seem all the same
My mind no longer thinks for itself
I can only hold my self to blame
Starting from the beginning I will birth a new
There will be no end to this story as long as it’s me and you
Pressure bonds me under waves of humility
I fear nothing more then spending life alone unwillingly
Take me home please for that's where I belong
I ran from the clouds that blurred my vision, now lost I am more then ever before.

But what if the stars fall?
And the wishes we’ve made come crashing down upon us

And still these nights remain stained
Bleached in the puddle of mud you left me in.

Blowing brass
Blowing brass
You strike deep
You strike true
Sunken rooms we find you in
Undeniable
With a mighty groove  
Blowing brass
Blowing brass
I thank you
For being you
Your waves like tides
Rebirth the smiles
The Lost Ships and sunken tunes