Remedy Run
Oh my body
Convoluted and wretched
Twisted up to my hearts content
This is a viciously sweet release
A painful overload
Burning and coughing and breaking all minds buildups
It's sharp and it's raw and it's taking me apart
Piece by piece, I'll give into the pain
Focusing on the times when nothing is heard but my own haste breaths
And quitting finally, when quitting finally feels good
Sigh
I get so tired sometimes
Starved
I've caught your darkened eyes
I break another stride
You kept me from breathing properly
And I don't think that's healthy for me
And I don't believe in stunning someone so that they cannot move
But for a moment you brought me to that old wives tale
And I couldn't move a thing
No I couldn't move a thing
Sunlight: An Unusually Bright Morning
Light slips over the brim
Reaching it's way down to the overextended green
It is piercingly murky
I can barely make it out
Except for the exceptional clarity that is reflecting off of everything
Silly....But True
I wrote a few songs
About the way you make my heart feel
They all kind of fell apart
Nothing too notable
So I just throw out words
Like "inferno" and things
Trying to get the point across
I'm stuck reeling
Oh Boy...I No Longer Have a Statement
Do you know that as I feel the beat
And the body breath
I feel the illumination of your thought upon my chest
I have developed a memory of you
A supposition of something created with you
And I hope with my true and honest self
That I did not forget for a reason
That I fought you hard for acquisition and non-conformity
But you stood the test of the time
With all your spite and lack of bravery
And now I'm starting to imagine
That it was not just your beautiful eyes that held me there
But a riveting deep-set magnetism
A sigh from beneath that echoed throughout the canyons and caves
Goodmorning
Caught between the covers of the morning's grey and light
There's no strength for movement or lifts
Just waiting for the sleep to clear
Mesmorized in those few moments after dreaming
Where your perception of everything is still changed
And you're still stuck in your numb body which seems to be carved out of the wood beneath you
Those times you are most irrational
Wishing for it all to end, or to be more than you are
Just to take a step forword would be heaven it seems
To arrest your self beneath the sheets again would be better
Dark
He was destruction
The unveiling of her face
In the shadows, behind closed doors
She watched the slivers of light
Like precious diamonds in the sand
To be covered and drift away
And then her eyes were clouted
Stars and explosions are all but a relief
For this was the end time
She reached out
And her fingers traced the trail away from her salvation
Seconds to her final speechlessness
He was a deathly blow.
Hold Me?
I am not strong anymore
I'm a liar
I'm a co-dependent foolish girl
Who hopes to never hold her head up
I'm a poet and I'm hopeless
Infringed upon by happy people
I still feel crushed
And I hate being right
About when I'm not the loved
I close my eyes sometimes
With futility and imagined pain
Hold my head up
Please hold my head up
Kaleidoscope
A deep thought progresses.
Or merely pretends, informing oneself of intermission...or continuation...
Or creativity or lack thereof.
Down on the knees of self-decapitation, tell me I am still in love.
Is this life filled with subconcious segues?
Intermingled and sudden amidst focussed thought and sighs?
Will you leap or merely plan your fall
For one anguished second carries millions of cells of imagination and diversity
Nerve-endings exploding into the infinite beyond of undiscovered creation
The most undeniable truth is ripped at the seams, and impossiblity is suddenly very real
Thrown into the darkness of demonic things, is this what I find when I delve so deep?
Then enlightened beyond totality, beyond anything real, bliss and fruition, devine.
And on to that other point, that I hope somehow relates, but I have yet to find.
Can you stop at something? I see that you can, you are not yet a man.
Because I have been long searching for an undeniable force.
Invasive and selective, couragous and genuine
I don't see the dust being kicked up
I'm not over anyones shoulder
I havn't politely been asked to hold out my hand
Or to stand alone richly and blessed
I wait unimpressed.
Brilliance
Don't let me fall into the workless grave
Of the hopelessly rich and famous
Don't let me live a life without love
I don't think I could live very long
Don't ever let me start being someone
I am not very certain I am
Don't let me fall into powerlessness
I am something, with something to offer
So crush me if I stand
At the top of a mountain, yelling my stories to no one
It is useless, my treasures are crumbling to nothing before me
But hold me by the hand
And tell me you love me, I live for your glory
And if I could just get a taste, of the beauty that's coming
O Lord I am running to you
Let me collapse if I'm foolishly jumping
Trying to reach something I will regret
Whisper it softly or with crashing drums
"girl, you don't know much"
And when I finally see your light
Please shine so bright I see nothing else
Staggered by your brilliance and humbled by your truth
Oh Lord, I see you
A Beautiful Dream
I don't count the days
I count the hours
Single hours
Til the moment we return to this midground
You and I
And finally
I cannot hide, and you cannot lie
And in an echoing canyon of contortion and furiosity
There is a stop
A truth
A word, A love affair, A simple mystical life changing adaptation
And Creation
The Rain Catcher's Ambience
Abruptly settling to the bottom of the blue bucket
A single drop of silver clarity
This is a silence like no other
A peace not to be attained by human contortions
It is a temperate stand-still
An abyss of moderation, salvation in mediocrity
And satin, shimmering slides down the edge of this container
It tells of calm and adoration
Of the simple state of living and creation
It derives it's life-force just from being still
From shining through blue and clear
And they call for echos, twinkling and brief
Never to dry up on these shining walls
But to coat and expand
Breathing life into water
Mad
And we find ourselves all deeply contaminated
By the secrets that you speak
To smother the simple things
And we can't escape the euphemisms you portray
While exuding a scent of selfishness
You tell them it's self-defense
Used To
I know you better than most
Or at least I used to
I know that the sun lights your hair when you're happiest
And everything crashes when something has twisted your heart
I know that you feel deeply
And you're not as strong as you pretend to be
I used to know when you were pretending
Now I just think it's fake
I know when you smile like that, you are actually sincere
But you don't tend to let that show
I barely know anymore
Boy You Are Afraid...No Wait....Girl....
Somewhat crushing at such a time as this
When I'm just reaching out to nothing
Not reaching out at all
To touch a piece of who you are
And to get a little closer
But getting over being afraid
Well I'm seeing your eyes all over again
And this muddling fear is a little clearer
You mean something, a bit
This is as far as it gets
To Be At Fault: Of Nothing
I found my way back to the startling conclusion
Not fighting for peace but fighting to fight
Not fleeing from fear but because I could
Indefinitely settling on a scattered plot
This will all wash away the wise man said
Even he was but a fool in his misery and stance
Arranged so neatly but soon to disarray
Are you under the command or merely prone to submission
Of a lover's heat or pittiful disposition
Undermined of control but never worthy of such belief
You are but a heap of faulty and a fault of heap
