My blood tastes like copper

Your blood tastes like copper coated lemons

Grown in an infested heart.

You.

Whose life is a broken record,

Playing the same sweet sonnet over and over and over, even

Shakespeare would weep for you.


My heart is a pendulum,

That swings open at the scent of love

But you.

Your heart is a soldier for your self-defeating thoughts,

To feel would be like

trying to scratch through ore with your fingernails.


For me, kindness is my ammunition

Without it, I’m weak

But to you.

Kindness is the mutated cousin of bitterness,

a foreign language you’ve not yet learnt to speak.


So while my heart hums along with the Universe’s old song,

Yours is wailing to breathe-


Because you, are so starved of love

you have forgotten how to eat.

Glass that is shattered
Is not broken
And hope
Is anything but lost

Child you
Must learn the difference
Between the end of a chapter
And the extension of it
One that begets colourful depictions
Of the future that is yet to come
A future that you must not discolour
Simply because it is contrary to expectations

Throw yourself into the sea
And swim with daggers
Let yourself be surrounded by danger
In no other way shall your spirit be developed
In no other way shall you learn

You may shed tears
And that is permitted
For you are human
And sadness is inevitable
But cry only once for the future you envisioned
Gone up in flames
And cry twice
In joy
For the one that I have put in place of the old one
One that needs a twist or two in the road to get there
But who shall grumble about the road to paradise
When it is a worthwhile road like none another
Oh, the places you will go

Some may see this decree as torture
As an impediment on brighter days
But you shall not
For you have heard the news
And no time shall be wasted
On aimless rumination
The unknown is not to be feared
For it is unknown only by you
And the master of the blueprint
Has everything long set in stone

Shattered glass shall never hurt you
Though it comes in torrents
And pierces through skin like a mindless murderer
Protection is always around the corner
Waiting to dart at every necessary moment
Against your adversaries

So live on and live bravely
For danger shall not hurt you
Danger exists in many ways
And the devil is always at work
With morbid Machiavellian honour
Making sure that ships
Shall never sail to shore

Play the game well
And play your cards right
The king and queen yet conquered
And neither should your might
Hold fast to what you live for
And don't let love lose sight

New paths shall make their way to you
New doors open to tides
So live with highest glory
And never once begrudge
For you were born for reasons
Fire don't lose your light

And in the end these tangled knots shall find themselves untied

The past should only rule your mind if it reminds you of your triumphs over adversity because that will be your armor in the morning.

(Verse 1)

Still frames enclosing every motion for the long run

Rough pages: unsure if you'll see me on the last one

At this stage, I'm holding out for roles that fit my marker

In this age, I'm shining on, tones all around grow darker

(Prechorus)

Lights! Camera! Action! Let's roll!

Into the Unknown we will go!

(Chorus)

I hope it falls in line with all of my timing:

Cue Sequence, set the credits on a roll.

I'm magnified but living as a symptom of Social Control.

Breathe it in, it's only beginning, the showcase still unfolding.

Breathe it out your doubt, though it's rough keep going...

Verse 2

Set change, impulses that I knew I couldn't run from

Rough takes, I'm choosing which I'll keep until the last run

With this scene, I'm proving to myself that it's all worth it

With this dream, I'm finding out my theme is how I earn it

(Prechorus)

Lights! Camera! Action! Let's roll!

Into the Unknown we will go!

(Chorus)

I hope it falls in line with all of my timing:

Cue Sequence, set the credits on a roll.

I'm magnified but living as a symptom of Social Control.

Breathe it in, it's only beginning, the showcase still unfolding.

Breathe it out your doubt, though it's rough keep going...

In the woods I trail to see,
Sticks and moss and covered trees

Still and silent, I hear the wind
The grass doesn't move, the trees don't grin

Covering where they used to shade,
The leaves lay still at their grave

I wander deeper and start to run,
In search of warmth, a rising run

Still and silent, I hear the wind
The grass doesn't move, the trees don't grin

Clouds roll slowly overhead,
Keeping sunlight from being shed

I spot a cave and start to explore,
As the rain beings to pour

Still and silent, I hear the wind
The grass doesn't move, the trees don't grin

I feel the warmth inside the cave,
Protecting me from nature's rage

I find the comfort to rest my wears
Until I feel that I can bear

Still and silent, I hear the wind
With dancing grass and trees that grin

Birds are perched on each little one,
Singing to welcome the emerging sun

I have outlived suffering,
I have endured pain.
I have gently walked
thru fire and rain.
I have swallowed anger,
I have eaten sin.
I have bled
and lost what lies within.
I have surpassed doubt,
I have suppressed blame.
I have taken stock
of what remains.
I have absorbed sadness,
I have taken loss.
I have appraised the damage
and paid the cost.
I have been loveless,
I have been true.
I will never
be beaten by you.

Beyond the trees in the clearing stood courage unclothed; always the preferred attire. Its gender, female; hence I will refer to it here as she.
 
Such femininity supressed in the webbed corners of masculine satire. To know it is to have it, to have it is to use it. Of course she recognises fear hiding in the wind that bends the trees–she too, is afraid.
 
She stands at the water’s edge, stoops to see she has no reflection, only blue sky staring back with a whisper, “Where there is no reflection there is courage.”
 
She exists in the space it takes to step from this place to the next. Courage will guide you when there is no water and if you get lost, look up,
—She is there too.

Even a hurricane has an eye
A small peek at some blue sky
Where is your eye, my dear friend?
Does your storm within ever end?
I will brave the white waters today
Thus, my safety and peace I pay
Plunging deeper, to your core
To bring you safely back to shore

As I passed a rock on my way
I said, it is dull and I am strong
I then went on, with no further thought
I crossed it's path again today
Weak and tired now, I was wrong
Realizing now, the lesson it had taught