Lost my mind
So many times
Found it writing
Down these lines
Found it driving
Between these lines
Down dark highways
Where your face
is burned in time
You are the air
You are the sea
You're my kind
Your who you wanna be
Your face is there
reflected in mine
My eyes can't stand
to see you cry
Not with tears
But with your soul
So get high with me
Up in heaven we can be
Out in the desert
Or out on the sea
Your my land
Your my mind
That I lost so many times
But I found writing
Down lines
About you and me

Soul like a Gunshot Wound
Take out the bullet soon
Or leave it hurting
Let it become part of you
A pain that's burning
Eating your soul for years
While you are learning
To deal with the pain that grew
To become all of your fears
It'll hurt so bad later
You will bust out in tears
To take out the bullet
That became your savior
As you worship the scars
On your skin that cater
To the pain that stayed here
With the bullet
In your Soul like a Gunshot Wound

Sparkling wastes
Supernovas trash
Donned with a baby's face
and Hearts to match
Run through the gates
Looking to catch
Glimpses of heavens race
Sewn in a patch
Drawn in lace
The winners are dispatched
to Eden without a trace
Of their shared pasts

Always finding another way
For a different day
Its in constant change
Another way to get paid
Another difficult thing to say

Help me have some numbness (Pain)
Gain ego, lessons (Experience)
Help others discomforts (Heal)
Gaining Transcendence (Overcome)

I got these scars on my psyche
Tryin to harm who I might be
Alarms sound, frightening
The child inside me trying to hide all his feelings
Whose still trying to find some healing
But the worst is what he's fearing
Find the middle ground between searing hate and unlikely hopes

My life is turning upside down
Spinning 1000mph around and around
Throwing up my guts and secrets
What's inside has come out
A 5 year old me screams and shouts
Trade one for another, teeth grit, I get lit
Abuse for abuse so I say **** ****
But when I'm all alone and sober
All I can do is pout nd cry
I can't get any of it out of my mind.
Keep up with me as my nose fills with lines.
I fill the the lines or this paper with the horror of my life time