I know I'm nothing, to you and to me
In fact if you did an X-ray you'd probably find a tombstone in my cold and dead chest cavity
I have tried resting but I can't do that reliably
Because my brain, while my most valuable ***** is sometimes, if not almost all the time 
My biggest liability
My inability to remember is very hard to forget
Forged in foggiest messes is maybe where my head is currently set
I'd go to my own world but I'd be driven mad by being alone
I don't know what to do and what to look for in my own zone...

The funny thing about faith is that
You don't really get the tests you take until long after the fact
You don't know why the storm is brewing, or why your character is under attack
Why is it my life that's being broken down? They deserve it because I'm not like that!
But you try to stretch those muscles of faith knowing someone, or something has your back

So you put on a brave face and soldier on
Despite not knowing how much longer it's in you to hold on
All seems lost, you're finally going to break
It's like being trapped in San Andreas during a massive earthquake
And suddenly someone pays you back more than what life had to take
Its like life evens out, a balance that's impossible to break

Now I'm not advocating any particular religion
But read this closely so you know the point is before you,  so listen
to that voice in the back of your head saying it may be dark now but there's brightness on the way
It may be hard to stand up now, but that adrenalin shot will come tomorrow, if not today
As long as you learn to stretch those muscles of hope and of faith

You can make it through the night to that brighter day

Great it's late again and you've begun swimming through my head,
It's like I know you're gone but part of me won't let this stay dead
Aura, well that's what I nicknamed you anyway
Because your Aura spoke to me and changed me, from the day we met, that very first day
I was new to the group and you adopted me like a proud den mother
But in seemingly now time at all we were two crazies in love...

Two souls bound together by the crying of doves
You gave me my vigor back when I thought that it was gone,
You got me smiling again, after that was stretched thinner than a cheap thong
I looked into your eyes and saw something I may never see again,
A perfect storm, a part time lover, and a full time friend

This thought at times plagues my mind
Not in the sense of complete consumption,
But in a manner that strikes me with a sinking feeling
In the pit of my tum, in the depths of my soul
A secret fear, though I'm certain it's not exclusive
There will come a time that I will die.
All the moments, every single second
All my breaths and beats
Each twitch and blink
Will cease and become memories
Or will they?
When I slip into the ether, will I hold to my past sights and dreams
Or will I simply be a vapid void
Would it fall upon an ear if I were to scream?
Would I even be capable of tears,
The ones I'd certainly shed
Just the same a refugee does when fleeing their country-
Their home,
But more than merely a home.
It's all I and they have ever known.
I suppose it's equal fear in leaving home and fear of the unknown.
I cannot imagine anything other than green grass and the rumble of thunder
Southern rains and how they bring comfort
So as it begins to storm in my new year of twenty-four,
I cling tightly to this planet, this plane, my perception of consciousness,
My dearest kind, all the car rides, broken hearts, locked lips,
All the pain and it's opposite,
And I smile because of how beautiful this life is,
A gifted experience from the creator,
And I am thankful.

I guess I figured my life would be different I'd be on my own by now, I'd be self sufficient independent but that obviously isn't the case because I still occupy my parents space. I can't find a job though not through lack of looking, so I can't move out and start my train really moving

I keep feeling unacceptably inadequate to even exist any longer I keep asking myself "what am I doing?" Why am I still here? What in the hell went wrong? innocence feels so long ago and it does show how jaded and jarred and frostbitten and hard my heart has become of the years through the anger guitar playing and tears, and by my next birthday I might be drowning these feelings out Not in ink but in beer.

Or maybe I could finally get myself together and strike out alone a noble warrior finally having his own throne
You make me laugh imagination... maybe I need to get into my own zone

I was bleeding
My essence falling to the ground
The life left my body
I didn't resist, I didn't make a sound

My heartbeat slowed, the light began to show up as I closed my eyes
And though I thought you simply an acquaintance
You turned out to a blessing in disguise

And though you didn't wipe all the tears from my eyes
And you couldnt patch up all of my cuts and bruises
You picked me up and kept me going
So never ever confuse this

I'm a love hungry *****.
There i admit it.
I'm owning up to it
Because this singleness while pleasant for a time is getting older than cheap gold

But I don't want lazy or incomplete love
I want the kind of love that fills my heart up to the point it runs over
the kind that just to make someone happy I'd dive from the cliffs of dover

The love that says "It's okay babe, I know you had a long day. Here I got you some arizona, I hope you feel okay"
The kind that knows when somethings wrong and how to back away

Basically I want to meet someone that'll show me why with others it didn't work out
And when I meet her (wherever she is) I hope there's no doubt