Coming through the door frame
Said I've got some news to say
You don't gotta tag along
But can tell there's something wrong

Sit you down holding hands
Soft smile with sigh
"Baby, I love you so much,
but this is gonna be tough...

See I've been feeling n'glected
and wishin' you could see
how every day’s a battlefield
an' I'm losing everything that's real.

My words never reach you
Experience ain't worth a thing
Everything I've done for you
Say you know, but you got no clue.

Don't wanna waste time
Be it yours or mine
We going downhill fast
This just isn't gonna last

I see you crying tears
Lookin' for an escape
We're alone and it’s unfair
Dyin' now won't get you anywhere

See, cause this ain't just an end
It's another place to begin.

© 2014

This empty, merciful place
Brings sadness to these souls
These blissful, ignorant places
It's plenty good for those who

Want to breathe and forget their lies
Exhaling peace through the wartime fires
One born at ease and another life perspires
The deaf hear it and know
The blind see come and go

This perfected and ageless race
Comes as a burden for survival
Continued flawed and shameful ages
It's horrific for the children of those who

Can't believe they've seen their ends
Come crashing down in wartime fires
Shot down as beliefs truly disguised in desires
Generations see it and know
But the lives still come and go

But bear it all for honest heart's sake
Admit our rights came from honest mistakes
We'll fight and claw for each we've made
An end to the fall closer and closer each day
And we bear it all for all our heart's sake
Brought closer to every mind by our own mistakes
Out of my arms, you've hit the earthen floor
I'm still unsure exactly how much this is worth for

Those who want to breathe and forgive themselves
Their loudest screams echo their silent hells
And trusted lips have said the damnedest words
The truth exists and will show
When the lies give hold

© 2014

I and you, two for nothing
Compared against thunder and rain
The noise and the touch
Relentlessly and effortlessly
Conflicting, yet expected as such one seems

You and her, two for talking
Echoing the walls of prattled swine
The mud slings and the stench
Putridly and gagging’ly
Gossiping, yet lacking class in appearance

Her and I, two unknowns
Ever silent in past troubles
The scars and the memories
Bloodying and painfully
Dominating, yet drown-able in withdrawal

You and I, mismatched
Ever missing life's responsibilities
Reckless and disciplined
Village-raised and conserved
Fleeting, a pair that exists for nothing

© 2014

It’s the coldness of the window
That brings arctic winds into my eyes
The pane of glass provides a simple
View of the world which I despised

Shut in my world is perfected misery
Sweet release waiting for its prime
A scarlet hue of liquid rubies
Flowing from the thinnest lines

And I keep
Bleeding out
Even now I can
Still feel myself
I’m saving me but

I keep
Bleeding out
Even though I can’t
Feel myself
I’m losing me

Every line bears little resemblance
To the ones that have crossed before
Only fear keeps this knife moving
Only pain makes me want it more

Stains cover every tile here
From a regressed and spiteful nature
Maybe this desire is deep enough to
Make this the last line I'll endure

But I keep
Bleeding out
Even though I can
Still feel myself
I’m saving me but

I keep
Bleeding out
Even though I can’t
Feel myself
I’m losing me

© 2014

There it was, final line to walk down
A tired sigh from the days lived on
The reasons never met each other, but
The earth held, held so much more allure

And one could swear
To be ready to hit the ground
And one could swear
This grave wasn't meant to be found

The feet believed, believed that they were walking through...
Perfect, it's a decision made premature
The ground's a guilty bed for the souls
Feeling dead, yet still so full of life.

It's nothing much, just a mislead prerogative
A second will hidden away inside this chest
The veins never connect together, though it'll never try
The heart has, has so much more to endure

And one could swear
To be ready to stop its beating sound
And one could swear
To bury their self in an earthly mound

The eyes perceived, perceived that they were thinking of these...
Wonderful, these secrets laid to wasteful memories
The call is there to make, but can could one really see it?
Sometimes death seems quite a beautiful feat.

© 2014

Love Function

Love function.m
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function ***= hopeful (pain, pleasure)
% ***                        A romp through the meadows below
%                               perceived as a token invitation to
%                               the gates of heaven and hell back, enjoyed.

***.plans=...
['kiss', 'touch', 'play';
'hug', '*****', 'nookie'];
duration= 45.00;
awk.silence= 480.00pleasure;
rest= 0:1/pain: duration;

love = [ ];

for i= 7:length(pain)
pain = pleasure (u);
if (pleasure= 'kiss' && pain= 'touch' &&  pleasure= 'play' && pain= ''*****' && pleasure= 'hug' &&  pleasure= nookie')
         %checks for comfort
         continue
    end;
    [ii,uu] = find(pain==pleasure);
    moan = cos(2pipain(ii,uu)duration) + cos(2pipleasure(ii,uu)awk.silence);

love = [love, hate(2,awk.silence), callback]

end;

maybe(yes,no);
relationship(love);

So still, I've played this fool
The game of lonely talks
A clever thought this ruse
I find a shallow heart

A better lie once told
that truth is born by tools
And one by one, we've folly’d
Bound inward between ourselves

Be cautious and risk it all
No better life waits at ends
And all we've left to prove
Is an existence, left to apprehend

Based on imitations of perfect lives
Written by history of imperfect words
Made scripted by every human being
A temporary actor leading every act

© 2014

Easier to say that it's been following
you from every corner-sided eye.
A blind spot of mystery encased in an
opaque window seat of a cold night.
The eerie feeling of a secret pair running
through your mind like a river of contemplation,
yet the serene serenade of attention wavering
over like a blanket of fresh, untouched snow.

Undoubtedly curious, but timidly hesitant...
When do we meet again, Miss?

© 2014

They brought us through the passage
Enslaved and tied to ropes
All jokes are cast aside us
With every smile for the words they spoke
On bended knee they forced us
Our smiling heads trapped in their holes
The metal sheet came down so gently
And there our laughing heads would roll

Come bearing down your sanctity
With a whistle, jump, and skip
Come shining in all your glory
Thousand beggars clinging to your hips

Jesus came to save us all
A smile for all our sins
Jesus came tell us all
"I cannot let you in now...”

I've scarred it over my body's canvas
My knife and rags are all but clean
I've washed in eternal holy waters now
But I'll forever lack that scriptured gleam
I've prayed to take myself out of this
With every breath I've given since
My dreams withheld for years to date
But he smiles at me and gives a clever wink

Come enter into your temples now
Grace us with an everlasting wake
Come bless all of us that entered you
Tell us that you're more than just a face

Jesus came to take us all
A hand to wipe away these sins
And so Jesus proceeds to tell us all
"But I cannot let you in, now..."

© 2014

To cope in time with open eyes
Standing idly by without an answer
To try and pry these open dreams
without reason enough to care
or enough air to shield them in

All bound by curious lies to hollow truths
But surely able to catch the loneliest eyes
That follow through the hells of every sigh

So radiance finds another's side
A guiding light for the honest and fare
But through the image between seas
As thought to never be there
are the ironies of the shame and the sin

All drowned by curious lies deep in shallow truths
Unsure or able to watch the darkening skies
Beckoning through the wash of every tide.

© 2014