Submissions by Imagine

The ink from my pen spills onto the sand,
My hands drop down to scoop it all up,
Like an addict with cocaine, I'm enraptured by the pain,
So I'm getting it tattooed into the page that sits inside my head,
The ink in the sand spreads into the sea,
Blackening it all so that I can dip myself inside,
I submerge myself in the ink-water, smiling as I breathe in the liquid,
Exhaling colorful water to keep myself alive and well.

The fine lines on my faded, sandy skin,
Breathing in the diamond air,
I forgot where I was today,
Can you knock on my door and send me home?

Death chases me like a cat,
Asking if I'll open my door to him,
"I can't let you in...please go away."

Walking seems like such a chore,
Like stepping into deep sand,
I remember why I stayed alive today,
Can you knock on my door and send me home?

Death chases me like a cat,
Asking if I'll open my door to him,
"I can't let you in...please go away."

False lies...

Rain falls so often where I stay to live,
So I walk outside and talk to the sky,
Contriving my words so that I might be lying,
To myself and the dark grey sky beyond,
Then I lay down on the wet grass and pick at the greens,
In worry, in thought, so distraught, that I'm in this disarray,
Distraught, that I taught the thoughts to flock to death and distress,
My hands are cold and wet with raindrops that I like to call teardrops,
I talk to myself and the dark grey sky beyond,
Drops falling into my eyes so that I can see a little clearer the next day, ...

Living empty-minded, unaware of plaguing viruses to find it and mind it.
Purpose becomes worthless if you move by inches, pointing you to giant homes and dehumanizing riches.
When life hands you meaning,
Why do you run and hide from it's changing chimes?
We're living the American dream,
Access to process your every single word.

Don't like me,
Don't like you,
Well, there's something I gotta write,
Don't like this,
Don't like that.
Well, there's no thinking left living.

Follow the big white line that leads into the sea, ...

Take me down,
Into my grave,
Sing me to sleep,
And give me prayers,
To call myself home,
But he won't hear his name,
Being called from my grave,
So I kneel and weep,

So, Take me down,
To the sea,
In a watery grave,
I will lay,
As you feed me tales,
Of his everlasting love,
I called his name,
But he's not home,
So I kneel and weep,
Under the sea.

Take me down,
Into the forest,
Where time stand still,
I will stay, standing quietly,
Listening for his voice,
Among the...