The next one to speak about forever
Will probably lose their lying teeth
For believing again I'll never
In such a childish fantasy and myth
The next one to say for better or worse
Will never count in mine presence
For such will corrode their worth
And my respect will be of no essence
The next one to say hallo will get goodbye
For it is better not to get immersed
Into sweet nothings, It's all but an iron lie
That doesn't last and does soon rust
The next one to move the fountains
Of my heart, will have to move Mountains

I have paved this unholy road of emotional oppression. The guilt is mine alone. Blanket it all with my water soluble love, or rather lack there of. Make me hurt, I'll make me bleed. I am my own worst enemy.

I live a lie and my promise will cut you from behind. Don't believe in me, I won't believe in me. Don't believe or it will only hurt me.

Newborn in spirit, 26 in soul. Learn to love and to fall, but never again to numb it all. Hatred for who I am. Yet the faint beat can be revived again. A flatline, shot from a cap, I hate where I'm at.

Bridge~
Time to prove, time to move. Time will save me from hurting you.

I hate this lie and my promise may cut you from behind. Please wait to believe, I can't yet believe. Relapse may be my destiny.

Sometimes I wonder about the broken hearts. A path of destruction behind, open blameless road ahead. Follow me.. Wait not yet! I'm not ready! Don't push me!  just let me be. Keep the beast oppressed, never yet be unleashed.

No more lies, no more wounds for you, only my death or honesty. If your ready to believe, I might be. **** ******! it's not me. Burn this tourniquet, freedom is mine to retrieve. freedom is mine to retrieve.

Unload your vetted earnings
    in the collection baskets,
small price to pay 
    for holy water's kickback,
God thundered an indignant snort
    'pon gold filled prospered coffers      
within corporate excesses                 
   of enriched gaudy churches
wondering when HIS word
  had begotten misconstrued
     in clergy's interpretations
      of powers' self-aggrandizement
       and pontificating gratification;

whilst the huddled masses
    were starving midst the pews

She whispers charms to the wind
. . . from the second floor
fire escape

Her heart has been broken
so many times . . . now once more

His soul dances in the Aurora Borealis
and is challenged . . .
He can no longer be more ,
all is , born-as-all-is

He made and kept eye contact
He remembers , it is so strange
Hey ! . . . Hey !

Star's fire flickers faintly
for a faithless heart
So cold their breath upon my face
Their "kiss" feathers
faultless upon my lips

Ten good reasons to stay alive ?
To the rose that feeds the bee
"Streak the heart away . . .
Thy sting remember ?"

"You are deeper than my skin ,
YOU promised me !"

The faithless love you bestow
Like a cold dark wind
From a thunderstorm
Lightning down words of condemnation

Those sweet kisses leave your lips
Blistering my soul
Those hopeful hugs hold
Like a river flows

My hopes fold before the stones
Flying in a furry I may deserve
Before a deluge . . .
I will not survive

The faithless love
Drops of cold
Faithless love unravels me
Like a river flows

I have a hard time
Taking anything seriously
I'm not easily impressed or swayed
And I don't believe in good things
easily
Especially those things that give me hope
And make me have faith

Breaking my heart
Seems to be the first thing
I avoid
And the first thing
On their list

I wonder these
Ghostly streets
In search of
Reassurance
That You exist
But I only meet
Dead ends
And dirt roads
That merge
Into lifeless
Trees
And as the
Crows begin
To caw and
The pale horizon
Is overcome
With vast
Shadows
I realize
You are
Not there
You were
Never there
I am
Alone
Standing amidst
A field of
Dying flowers
Shouting at an
Empty sky