flickering, a spark, and smoke in my nose lighter on and off, thoughts oppose leaning then flailing then realizing ive been standing maybe not strongly but still standing and the steps keep growing lighter on lighter off and my face still glows
if it was hidden i was blind but i see everything clearly from the second story balcony and did i feel what i was meant to feel and close my eyes to finally see
stars are born when old wishes die ignited in the sky by unbelieving eyes up above the world so high down below we weep and cry faith turned hollow and bone-dry closed up lips only deny a prayer a plea before i die wont these old wishes wish me goodbye
blessed are the pure in heart pure in heart pure in heart for they shall see god see god see god and not be blinded by sickles in eyes harvesting what the world longs to buy to buy to buy a cost of soul a meeting of minds reality transcends the emptiness within its a story its a spin layers of caked on sin leprosy covered sin cut off and not allowed to see god see god see god so i pray make me clean been this way since fourteen maybe longer maybe less couldn't care less theres sins i dont confess i just undress and let my nakedness be my shame take the blame its only a game im only a name my only aim to hit the mark have a pure heart and finally see god
Love disembarked~ Empty-handed; heartless. Thus it walked that plank and 'Twas lost amongst waves. Noting that not much was left as thine heart sank; the bottom of the ocean, it's new grave.