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Send Me a Bottle

I wanna go home
Wherever that is
I don’t know
But I wanna go home
Home where you can always heal a broken heart
A place to dry those tears
Or catch them in a bottle
Toss them in the sea

I caught my tears
Put’em in a bottle
I wrote your name on it
Tomorrow I’ll toss it in the sea
Maybe it’ll wash up to your toes
The next time they’re in the ocean
What will you do with these tears of mine
Will you bring them to me
Give them back
And use them to mend this broken heart
Wear them around your neck
Close to your heart
Add your own tears to that bottle
I sent you
I left enough room
So our tears could entangle
With each other

I wanna go home
Wherever that is
I don’t know
But I wanna go home
Home where you can always heal a broken heart
A place to dry those tears
Or catch them in a bottle
Toss them in the sea



Catch your tears
Put’em in a bottle
Write my name on it
And toss it in the sea
May they wash up and touch my toes
When I put’em in the ocean
What will I do with these tears of yours
I’ll be on my way
To bring them back
And mend that heart I broke
Wear them around my neck on the way
Close to my heart, as you already and always are
I’ll entangle my tears with yours
If you leave me enough room
I’ll take extra care
And treat’em with love
For now and ever

I wanna go home
Wherever that is
I don’t know
But I wanna go home
Home where you can always heal a broken heart
A place to dry those tears
Or catch them in a bottle
Toss them in the sea

In my arms

The rain was falling in the night,
we sat together and you cried,
you were in love with him so long,
I consoled you, I felt so wrong.

Your tears were falling down as well,
I went trough heaven, you trough hell.
You grabbed my hand, I grabbed your arm.
You were so cold, I felt so warm.

Your heart was broken and destroyed,
I felt so bad, yet overjoyed
to feel you in my arms, so weak.
Your soul was frozen and so bleak.

You looked me in the eye and I
couldn't help but also start to cry.
I pressed your head against my chest,
so you could lay it down and rest.

My heart was broken and destroyed,
I felt so bad, I felt so void.
To see you smile, I'd gladly die,
but I would only see you cry.

"A Father to my Mother"

At birth I was yellow
The nurses called me
The Neon Crayon
And we were both sick for a year
 
I was raised in an apartment,
Raised in tattoo parties
Hearing those needles buzz
While you all were buzzed
As I probably was
When you’d give me
Bud in my sippy-cup
So I could sleep and not wake up
 
Besides his and your loud voices
I remember all the bumps
All the fights no child should see,
Am I right?
But in my sight they were there
And when you parents split
I colored the walls and pulled my hair,
 
I only had two eyelashes that cared
And two bald spots because I was scared
 
Then came when you chose a guy
And his drug, and I was like nothing,
Maybe a rug, or was I a bug?
 
Did you think that of me?
Years ago still I can feel
I haven’t yet been freed
From when you squashed me,
 
I never thought the same hand
That cradled me as a parent
Would ball up as a fist
And strike me so violent.
 
Let’s go, mom,
Let’s talk about today
About your son who smokes packs away
And panics over you, everyday
 
Hovering over you while you sleep
Under burn holes and sadness
Smelling cheap shit whenever
You talk and watching you
Hold on to walls as you walk,
Standing half naked in your room
Dancing to grandpa’s old CD’s crying,
Constantly reminded in your face
The time you drank yourself away
 
Lying on the stairs dying
 
Mom, are you my child?
Are you stuck as a teen
Drinking and drugging going wild?
I’m like a father to my mother,
A worrier, a warrior of worry
 
I hope you see what you've done to me.

" cutting"

A place so empty
it can't hold my pain
so deep-seeded
within my brain

fiery tears
they burn my face
I run head long
to a dark embrace

sweet pain
along my arms
I surcome to
the razors charms

oh, sweet blood
I let you flow
I tell my secrets
that only you know

swept away
by torments call
I'll close my eyes
and surrender all

                       

Northern Stillness

Well north of the bustling city
before the crackle of night’s winter fire,
hard hats, black backs and frozen fingers
shiver starkly in time with their iron picks
sharp strikes upon the icy earth,
shattering the frozen northern stillness.

This is all great

Communion

You asked me once
gently, in the dark

why I love you so much.

Your quiet earnestness
and soft pleading broke my heart.

I didn't answer very well.
Unexpected vulnerability stole my breath
and sinuous words slumbered in the void.

I love you
because you've always been with me.

You are the disseminator dancing,
licking and stinging uninitiated ears
with every waltzing breeze past youth.

I love you because you're beautiful and wild,
and the roots of your soul
anchor thick in the ore of chaos.

I bury my dead in you,
and watch God take form in your eyes.
As we conquer one another
cracking our communion rib -
and you know the worth of my intimacy.

I love you because in the spiral
our bodies are the place where power combines
and there is an ambition in our blood
to mingle, and be set free.

© Aish

Never Again...

You: Loved me.
Me: I loved you.
You: Didn't like who I've become and how I've changed.
Changed: That's all I've done in your eyes.
Eyes: The one thing that I see of you at night.
Night. The one place where I feel comfort.
Comfort: The one thing I always felt when I was with you.
You: Love me.
Me: I loved you, but what you did was too much and things will never be the same.
Same: Never again..
Never again...........

"The Dancer's Dramatis Supranational Divide"



Their light's were to flicker.  Upon this solemn stage.
Soullessly devoid of emotion trapped within this unstoppable
representational way.  
 
So robotically mechanical.  With a fake smile air brushed in place.  
Movement's like a clockwork so unfeeling and unnoticed of stares or
jeers from a crowd gawking from another separate space.
 
Why were they so disconnected I selectively questioned myself?  
Was I the only one to know this manifesto they reverentially wore with pride?  
 
The rest of the crowd would ignore this secret and seemingly let it slide.  
The illusions were all they had left to hold.  So empty and bottomless in
a pit they were to slide.

I don't play favourites and I don't have time to go through all my pieces but here's what I've got:

When Mind and Matter Mix

A susurrus
between this world
and my next

Everyone of my solitary sessions
comes with a myriad of questions
and leaves me with the impression
that I'll never find the words
for my confessions

It's a nasty twist of fate
that's left these feelings on my plate,
emotions more complex than love or sorrow
and definitely not hate

I have a rage to scorch the halls of hell
and tears to douse the sun,
an apathy that knows no bounds
and little understanding of the word fun

I have an erratic lust,
an unending trust
and a heart primed to be broken
by the slightest of gust

I'm lost in this world
forever open to any of the shit that gets hurled,
watching and waiting
as my life is unfurled.

All right ya'll made it so hard to choose. They were all damn good that is why I asked for the best. I knew it would be hard because I liked them all.

David vs. Goliath

(The Uphill Battle)

There is a giant know as addiction
It will tear your mind, body and soul apart
As it tears  apart your spirit as it crushes your heart

It will over shadow you
Staring out in with it's menacing frown
It's sole objective holds you down  

Most would say that the odds are against me
But I am determined to fight this thing called addiction.
I will not let it cause me destruction

Addiction will do almost anything to destroy me
This is why I am glad to have Christ, Who will guide me and never let me go
Thank goodness that addiction can no longer destroy me with it's poisonous blow

Addiction tried to return, but it has made a mistake
It finally has failed to control me
Even though some people will never care to see

I am glad that everyone sees me in this battle an underdog
They see me as being worthless and my life will be completed
This why feel like my Faith is like David and my Addiction is like Goliath and as we know Goliath was defeated