I thought the world felt lonley before, Despite walking through a crowd of people in the grocery store.
Now we all avoid each other feeling as though it's neccasary to protect ourselves and loved ones from becoming ill, It feels as though everyone is rushing and time is being fast forwarded; yet I am standing still.
Wearing the masks, carrying around handsanitizer like they're as neccesary as water, At times it feels like we're cattle and God is leading us to slaughter.
I know that it isn't the case, but that's just how I feel when I'm...
You don't know me At times I'm a mystery to me Haha, is pain to be shared or is it all for me You would know that I'm unsavable only if you knew me † † Expectations for me added and multiplied equals nothing † Life wasn't kind with my ass, it taught me everybody wanted something † But how can you forfeit something when there is nothing to give † Living on this level, it doesn't matter if you die or live † † † At a very young age I had to learn to fend for self † I had to feed my self while courting and fucking death † ...
close your eyes I donít want you to see us like this all fragile edges our hearts frantically screaming it donít mean a thing just a fleeting feeling now be honest do the cracks truly show in the shape of my false bravado? not that it matters too weary right now for pretense itís been a long night my inner kitten scratching tiny gouges in the echoing halls of these squeezed chambers desperately begging for her freedom even knowing itís not safe out there she remembers all too well how the steel-toed boot of life ...
man is broken and hell is earth we are bound † burning at the core † awaiting what's next in store †
my sanctum, unholy † wishes walk on your waters † tearing † across the sepluchre of time † mounting no glory nor eye † † don't wait for the wings of acceptance † accepting was never the course † grab hold the shaft's new arising † leading temptations awry † † on knees prey'd of redemption sinners hung out to dry † life no longer worth living † living has laid down and died
At times I look at my life simply as a stream moving through a countryside Picking up and carrying anything that decides it wants a ride As I move quickly through the straights and slowly around the bends I have no idea of where I started or where my journey will end
I've held hands with the Wind, and allowed her to touch my face We've made love on the rapids as we gave each other chase The Sun, who plays coy with me, mirrors my love gleefully She sashays across my ripples in never ending ecstasy
Graffiti tags stretch over his mind like plastic surgery gone wrong, like Tunguska flattening a million trees in 1908, a minor asteroid blip bad hair day for planet earth, just ask the dinosaurs, 66 million reasons to bow out into bony dirt for the human race as we pose like dirty harry, cooler than any upstart species ought to think itself to be. Lock & load like itís the 80s and go out in a hail of lead, a heroís final heartbeats painted across the cluttered cityscape while the invincibility of youth bleeds out in the black & white swansong of a fading vintage photograph.