I said,
I've got plenty of feelings today
And I don't have any drugs
strong enough to make them all fade away

She said,
Good
Because I've got plenty of blank canvases
And plenty of paint
I've got plenty of time
And plenty of love

Well thank Someone that I have less pain
than I have friends

Sometimes I wonder if these hands are too weak to embrace the ones I love most.
Sometimes I wonder if these hands are too contracted to unclasp and let go.

Sometimes I wonder if these hands are too heavy for anyone to hold.

Oh, how heavy these palms are.

I offer these to you with hopes that I’ll be able to deny myself,

You pry my fingers apart as you put my past on the shelf,

And I feel the grace between my nails calming my hands back into my lap. 

I get so tired doing such a simple task.

All I am and all I have to bring - though I don’t know what that might be - I give to You my everything. 


How I just want you to use these hands.

How I just want you to hold them.

4 in morning,
3 at night,
I pop that ****,
I take it all the time.
Whose going to stop?
Who will slow down?
These people would love to see you on the ground.

As the Last Dusting of Earth Covers the
Coffin
You Know
She Now Sees  
The Truth
You Know
Death is the Power
The Eternity of Truth
From Which You Can No Longer Hide

You act like you care
You don't
Why act like you would dare
to stare into my eyes
Like the moon was drifting beyond my skull
You wouldn't
You hurt
say you will
Poets and people alike
We are not the same
I am sane
Or so I say
Your not crazy if you know you are
I am sane
Same as you
Crazed and amazed
by someone like you

Dare to be so near
But pull away
as if the gods have something to take
They do
You
From I, I am scared
I do pull
I pull on you
Down far away
from this earths surface
Into the depths of the sun
We are rays of sunlight together
trying to find our way out
We can if we calm
If we decide to accept the love we both have to offer
If we not push our past into each other and agree to settle
Settle for what we see
instead of what our crazy minds choose to believe