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Monday, November 25, 2013

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

Friday, November 22, 2013

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

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

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

Sunday, November 17, 2013

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

Thursday, November 14, 2013

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

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

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

Monday, November 11, 2013

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