Recycled body parts
abandoned souls
and broken hearts
cracked skin
chipped teeth
dead within
filled with grief
tired eyes
deaf and dumb
tired of lies
bodies numb
unkempt hair
unwashed face
forgot to care
left to waste
scarred flesh
brittle bones
nothing left
but we moan
and beg
and drag
this sack around
we stretch
and pluck
and inject
till no resemblance is found
recycled organs
and reused hearts
we are more than
the sum of our parts.

I'm not perfect
so much chaos lurks beneath the surface
I feel so useless
so worthless
I have all these thoughts and feelings
that are festering within
maybe I should be kneeling
asking forgiveness for my sins.

It's so hard to be good
when I'm surrounded by bad
It's so hard to do what I should
when I get so mad
with frustration
at my situation
the fact that it's my own doing
that I brought about my own ruin
only makes things worse
I dig my own grave
my soul I cannot save.
Now the die has been cast.

If only I could travel back to the past
to my ten year old self
back when I was innocent
before I worried about wealth
before I viewed adult content
before I knew what *** meant
he would be so ashamed
how I've blackened his name
but even though I'm so ****** up
we're still the same
buried deep within
just sleeping.

He would point out the obvious
to which I am oblivious
follow your dreams
the ones you had before your teens
forget that your brain has taken you hostage
and focus on the positive
the people that love you
and the love that is new
the ones that are closest
then you will make progress.

Maybe I just need that talk
to tell me I'm not a complete wreck
that I can be salvaged
that none of us are perfect
I just have to fix the damage
then maybe I can manage
to continue my journey
I guess its kinda funny
the things that I thought made me free
are the same things that have undone me.

What have we become?
The same thing that we despised
What happened to when we were young?
How can I now look you in the eyes?

What was right is now wrong
and what was white is now black
yet we still march on
because what we lost we can't get back.

For we exist within the grey area
lost somewhere in between
we've hit the invisible barrier
the place that's never seen.

I now embrace my imperfections
no longer chase the wind
no comfort or protection
for I know that I am sin.

I was told when you meet her you will know
it's true now I've felt your glow
I never want to let you go
and yet the more I draw you close
the more you pull away
that's what hurts the most
why won't you stay?

Like hourglass sand
trickling through the fingers of my hand
Wasted time that's past
for nothing in this life lasts
So lets hold onto what's special
as tomorrow could be celestial
let me be your lasting breath
or forever live in regret
as I watch your sunset.

Life is wasted on the youth
as only experience reveals the truth
that time only marches forward
so forget the moments that were awkward
forget all the stupid arguments
the silly little accidents
the thoughtless carelessness
because love is permanent.

Some call them the one
because they are comparable to no one
and yet one is singular
but love is all encompassing
from the moment it's begun
till there's no more sun.
Love transcends time and space
it forgets blame and disgrace
disregards gender or race.

Love is long suffering
for it endures all things
not just the good days
but also the bad
not only the praise
but also the sad
and so I still pray
no longer for me
but so you can see
that you can experience
loves warm glow
then you will be fearless
then you will know.

Copious darkness swallows up the light
that grows within me by the night
why do you draw me in the void?
With my head you have toyed
please allow me just one day
to live free from corruption and decay
for surely sins taxes I will pay.

From this eternal nightmare will I not wake?
Or must a smile upon my lips forever fake?
Free me please Lord and I will be in your debt
a sacred promise between us kept
for your friend Job endured the pain
and lived to see happiness ten-fold again
that he may live in eternal bliss
please grant me this
my only wish.

What if life is just a video game?
- or a feature film told frame by frame
What is our single aim?
- to seek respect, fortune and fame.
How many golden coins make a life?
How many respect points for a house, kids and wife?
What if we choose to wander off the path?
- to play it just for kicks and a laugh.
Is the character i inhabit just a mask?
- to hide from realities grasp.

How long must i continue to play life's game?
- constantly running from danger rather than facing the pain.
Sometimes I drift through levels with ease
or sit here wondering will it ever cease
if only real life was simple as entering cheat codes
or switching over to an easier mode
so I can have invulnerability and never get hurt
instead of sitting here on constant alert
sometimes i wonder why I've opted to play
when i can just eject myself from life's disc tray.

For Mario his main aim is to rescue Peach
likewise my true love is out of reach
not in distance and time
but in resistance of mind.

...and so the end credits begin to roll
as the hero nears his goal
but the many battles have taken their toll.

Yet still one final boss left to destroy
what tactics shall I employ?
- go out in a blaze of glory
and explode like a supernova
Thus is the end of the story
no life left, game over.

Love is the only reason we exist
yet love can be a dagger to the heart that twists
the thinly veiled confusion of mist
of emotions mixed.
Unquestioning devotion to another
I'm not talking about the love for your sister or brother
but the kind of love that sets us on quests
the kind of love that is never second guessed
for it's with such certainty that I possess
to conquer all obstacles in my path
as I can accept nothing less
then the true love that lasts.

Surely my heart does not waiver
it's my mind that cannot savor
or comprehend
where love does wish me to send
for I am a slave to my brain
yet its my heart that does aim
a tortured beast
captured by beauty
torn in two and not released
contained within a cage
oh what my heart does crave
not more words upon a page
but the heat of breath
a brush of skin
a touch of flesh
a taste of sin.

Everything else is just a distraction
from my hearts true satisfaction
as I was created in love
and it's to love I shall return
this is not a lesson you can learn
it cannot be taught
as only experience does teach
from experience your heart is reached
and does swell
for it possesses every fibre and cell
all senses from taste to smell.

With love I may die a thousand times
but without it I die a thousand more
for what is life without its core
our very being
as I forgo all senses seeing
just for my heart to love again
and another word I shall not pen
if once more your love will send
or my life you may forever end.