Fire dancer
Dancing on glowing coals
Your body's ablaze
There's a fire in your soul
Hold out your hands
Upon them flickers a flame
One day I hope to play with fires
And not get burned like same

I place
My parts
Just so
(In rows)
And settle
Into
Around
And through
My frame,
Letting go
Of what’s not needed,
So what is
Can steady.

Marionette
Your wooden body is an art
In every carve and every crevice
You were beauty from the start
A chip off the old block
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree
The pleasure would've been mine to control you
But the true marionette is me

Ordinary encounters
My conscience counterattacks
I grow my wings to the angels
From all the knives within my back
From whatever that happened
To whoever will rule her
I'm changing my past
The present is my future

The story behind
True correctness distorted
Exploited for self benefits
And so society was sorted
An altered right
Makes wrong correct
What is underneath
Sometimes they forget

What are you fighting for
The mirrors are all shattered
The keepers lie there sleeping
Exotic seekers butchered
Debauchery gets you nowhere
Tears in light flows down glistening
Sanity all spent with discord to spare
The deaf are better at listening

How can this be
It has always been
All that you see
Is all to be seen
Nothing is new
Under the sun
All separates you see
Always add up to one

Start from scratch
Blood's meant for bleeding
A fresh start tainted
By a stain for meaning
Beholded beauty
In imperfections, an art
Built up through destruction
We end without a start

These ***** hands, they understand
They break a man and ****
Life is enchanted, I never wanted,
They broke my mind and will
Not saying you're rude, but only the moon
Listens to my story in silence
Do you now get my mood, of why I brood,
And why I act out in violence

My nonchalance is challenged
I have cares in the world
I found my ways to strike a balance
As paradoxical chaos unfurled.
Delicate dedication,
I put myself in the way
Desolate deprivations
I find my lost selves in wordplay