Saturday, August 27, 2011

Algebra

If it were you,
It wouldn't be dark in this room.
Because you would be the light.

If it were you,
I wouldn't be bitter.
Because you would be sweet.

If it were you.
I wouldn't be alone.
Because you would need me.

If it were you.
I wouldn't feel stolen.
Because you would love me.

And everything added, is subtracted.
You were a distorted equation.
With no positive sign.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

The Director's Cut

It's easy to be alone,
When you have lost faith in humanity.

When you have lost faith
That it is impossible to mend a broken heart.
Like once it has been broken, it always will be.

I have nothing else to offer you,
Please stop speaking to me.
Hurting me.
Killing me.

I am drained of every last cell that loved you.

Scissors, have traced you out of this film,
Erased from the projector.




Friday, August 19, 2011

Don't Sip

Filled my cup with your caffeine.
I became addicted.

This must be withdrawal. 

The Mindless

What have you carried away?

All of the broken bones.
With no where to store them.

Just take them, and leave them.
And come back for more.
There is nothing left, for robbery.

The lack of heart you cannot find, gives you no right to take from mine.



Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Revolt

I can't sleep at night,
Knowing what I've done.

Regret eating away at me,
For choosing such poor actions.
Poor in decision.

Decisions I now can't take back.

Disgusted in the fact that I have nothing left to give.
And it was all given away,
worthlessly.

I always see that Im certain of myself.
But I question why I chose certain things
Without stopping and thinking.

I dont know what I want
But I know I want so much...at once.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

The Electrician

The light was swallowed back into it's source.
The wires, the circuit, the switch.

Science fascinating us fools.

I'd rather study stars and moonlight.
I'd rather trust feeling, and insight.

River runs, silently.

Mind runs, constantly.

Nature gives oxygen to breathe,
New eyes to see.

I'm planting seeds, waiting to watch them grow.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Ticking Clocks

All the lights,
are turned off and on.

All the streets, driven and then empty.

All the stores, open and close.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Live, die.

Day, night.

Could there be anything that does not follow cycle?

Monday, August 8, 2011

Trusting Impulse

The glass that cracks,
hears the yelling.
Held inside, no more room for holding air.

Forgiveness is handed too easily,
what else must we earn.

And all the windows look outside,
And all the outside, stays the same.

What else must we capture,
through photographs and crafted frames?

And all the silence, is never heard.
Just stuck in the shattered pieces.

Lost and swept up on dusted ground. 

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Hit

The entire year has been playing on repeat.

I couldn't tell you who the fuck I am.





Do Not Resuscitate

A broken arrow wounding
The breathing, the beating.

Wind entering, exits.
And there is no concept of logic anymore.

All the love offered goes unrecognized,
Lost and sinking in a lonely soul.

Seeking, paddling, breaking.

Nothing ever feels enough.

No happiness to rely on trust.

And if I could start over,
I would.

Don't forgive my bare decisions
I don't deserve to live.

If all I can do...is hurt you.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Cruise

And I swear that my thoughts could eat me alive
There's something I've been searching for
Something I'm meant to live for
I haven't gotten there yet
Haven't seen the sun set
Everything needs to rise
Constant tide is the disguise

And all the roots I've ever grown
And all the seeds I've ever sewn
And all the love I've ever known

Will reach the sky
A lonely tree

Just don't forget to water me.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Adrenaline Rush

The world collapsed in space.
Became it's own Universe.

We travel endlessly in spiralling galaxies.
I believe we need to find Love.

I believe we need to fight.

Like fire to wood, be more than flame to dust.

Expand, without extinguishing.

Share your hand, share your heart.

Feel your pulse.
Breathe.
Deep.


the truth about freedom

The space between inhale and exhale the space between stars fill up with air, and collapse into dust I walk a sunlit path and breath...