In the shadow of a Cross

pointless whys

I can feel it grow within

I am not immune to humanity

I know that it has taking hold

No matter how much it is cut away

It will be bold

Suffering with the affliction

Penance transcending the meaning of wind

Apologies lost in the façade of sincerity

Numb pain in a haze

The pointless whys

Suffering dignity

Overwhelming stupidity

Sacrament on the alter

Humanities sacrifice

I can feel it grow within

I am not immune to humanity

I know that it has taking hold

No matter how much it is cut away

It will be bold

Suffering with the burden

Misery we all know in some degree

Time never lets you free

Feeling the decay

Overwhelmed from with in

Regret waits at the door

Angel’s mourner in monotone

Silence beckons in the dark

As it grows within

 I can feel it grow within

I am not immune to humanity

I know that it has taking hold

No matter how much it is cut away

It will be bold

Suffering with the affliction

Penance transcending the meaning of wind

Apologies lost in the façade of sincerity

Numb pain in a haze

The pointless whys

gentle ripples

Perfection past

Gone before realized

Late at night or early morn

The water is still

A mirror of glass

Heaven in duplicate

The sand is warm still

From the heat of the day

Sound echoes in whispers

The time before

The smell of freshness

Is everywhere

Breathe in the image

Before it is gone

Two moons and two of every star

In the shadows in the dark

You keep me company

The spirit gone

But still deep in my heart

a gentle wind ripples the moon

The moment is gone

In gentle ripples

affliction

Words are my heroin

You are my addiction

The sound my religion

Just won’t let go

Writing an infliction

Thinking of you

A touch more than a cure

Delusional fools line up and drool

Words are my drug

Used as a instrument

Music without accompaniment

Silence lingering between sound

A voice with soul

Demanding thought

Like a punch in the dark

Pinching later on

Making me think too much

Never looking back

Yet never letting go

Rudely briefly tenderly

You are my addiction

Worshiping a deity

Excessively and unquestioningly

The devotion left in shattered glass

Broken and discarded on the floor

A poison and the cure

Yet never letting go

A better after taste

Longingly discouraging

Glimpsing short memories

The infliction the cure

One Place

Standing in one place
Watching life walk by
Everyone you ever knew
Has gone through the line
Past this every spot
Crossing paths there realized
If you wait long enough
You shell see what you should have been
The person you could have been
Who you were meant to become
The worst of the best of the person that was
 Standing in one place
As every single person you every knew
Files pass mocking sarcasm
Passing judgement on your soul
Mountains come in waves
Seasons flash by as seconds in a day
Soon your in line
Mocking sarcasm at one in decline
Just another second in a long day

reflections of you

Subtle words

Stripping his flesh to the bone

Leaving them bare

Sun bleached in the wilds

The hunger in her unsatisfied

Looking in his eyes

Seeing the love in disguise

Illuminating mirage

Only a reflection of you

Repeating tradition

Dwelling in the monster within

Brilliant light preceding the decay

Dried bones feeding the plight

The hunger within unsatisfied

Distance

Putting distance

Deceit and honesty

Good times and pain

Gentle words of mercy

Bloodshed and rain

Sincerity and treachery

Starting point in laughter

Ending in disaster

Intensity of rage

Drama on stage

Words on display

You will be okay

Creating distance

Away from your distain

Reaching for a piece of sunshine

In the grayness of these clouds

Disease eating away the soul

Seeing the beauty even in the decay

Stories overlapping endings

Ghosts lurking destroying in spite

Tired eyes that have see life transpire

Teasing fate with anger and slight

Long way towards gone

All empty words in that song

Putting distance

Deceit and honesty

Good times and pain

Gentle words of mercy

Bloodshed and rain

Sincerity and treachery

Marble Tears

When Angles cry

Standing like status

Amongst the rows

On quiet knolls

Murmuring in silence

In mourning over the living

Tears etched in marble

On unrecognizable faces

We all know

All the broken dreams

Memories faded

Broken bodies

And distorted pain

She stands in marble

Guarding the suffering

The symbol for each of us

Standing in our place

Guarding the memories

Guarding the fallen

When Angels cry

When Angels cry

When Angles cry

Standing amongst the rows

On the quiet knoll