"My David don't you worry
This cold world is not for you
So rest your head upon me
I have strength to carry you"
- Lazarus by Porcupine Tree*


When the ways of the world
just seem too much.
When everything just doesn't click together
like they should.
Puzzle pieces that incessantly mock
when they don't fit.
When the tears don't soothe like they
promised they would.

When you're up to your neck,
almost fully submerged.
When the fatigue you feel comes from constantly
treading water.
And desperately you try to
keep yourself afloat.
But relentless storms fail not to threaten,
and rip you asunder.

Remember that we're only here on
borrowed time.
And that the everyday's sun will set
after its daily reign of tyranny.
What good are these arms
if they stayed folded shut.
They only invite you fall deep into me.
Now embosomed, I'll carry you to safety.

Inside each one of us,
under the buried lies,
are a million hidden truths
And an unsung sacrifice.

The sacrifice to keep it all within,
the sacrifice much mocked.
But I fail to see the issue
With keeping it all locked.

It's safe and sound inside
with no one else to see
and no one else to judge,
My million hidden sanctities.

Why tell the world your secret
when it's only going to spread
and ****** away that little truth
that last bit of thread.

So, yes it's a façade,
and I have a million layers of complexities.
But in the end I'll find comfort
in my million hidden sanctities.

I'm getting lost on purpose.
Going down the bad roads,
Looking out for no one not even myself

I'm sick of this place, there's too much
That already has a tie.
I need something free.

I figure ill **** up a little more,
Maybe find myself in the reflection
Of some gas station mirror in the middle of no where.

I think I'm destined to be happy
Just not today
And not here.

Cheers

Look where we are now
Heads bowed down
And eyes away
From glances that meant everything
And smiles that stayed

Look where you've brought us
To strangeness within
and with each other
And I know you well enough
To know you won't bother

But  I know you too well
To not know that you hate the feel
Of The sound of this silence
That's come in between

There's nothing else that can be done
Your words won't fix what's no longer there
But for something that's nothing
There's a lot hanging in the air

They're not words of anger
Or apology or hate or of choice
They're just words, however hollow
Because it's not the words, it's your voice

Just your voice to say
How you've been and how you've missed me
And wonder how we let go of something
Of such indisputable beauty

But this doesn't mean that it's going to be okay
This doesn't mean that our ending was just a
Break
This means that you and I,
Are just as hard to forget as we were to make

But funnily enough, something I thought so pure
Ended corrupt, and *****, messy
You put me on a high pedestal
And brought me down in a jiffy

You know, you did pull me down
But to a ground I needed to see
And look up and see that high horse
Was barely even reality.

So Cheers to the moments I felt were true
Cheers to the lost times that were yet to come
Cheers to the weak friends we were
Cheers to the strangers we've become