Need Need Slow

Cards fall sundering the brain,
Seventy revolutions per nanosecond,
Shattering the walls with fists whitened.
You know nothing, empty pail, pale emptiness.

I wanted impressions and fireworks,
You wanted sex sex sex.
White light, silhouettes, shake it up.
Bounce bounce with your frayed edges.

I’m not a major, just a life lesson.
So spin around when I hit you.
Listen and maybe I can teach you something.
Fight for feelings found fundamentally far fit for frivolous fickle festivals finished factually for fortunate fairies.

Sounds like a lackluster bounty.
No talent, just a super gargantuan ego.
Consult your id and take a message.
Really now boy, where’s your heart?

Keep imagining those vibrations, poor nations, sensations, reconciliations, carnations?
Look at me, I am so cool, I make art art art.
Message over fame, worth over wealth,
Posted plastered and whatever else you do with it.

Waking Ladybug

The lights pierce my skull,
Like streams and rivulets,
They bounce within my brain,
And leave me sleepless.

Each key strikes harder than stone,
Down into my soft dreams,
Waking me to find myself tangled,
And wishing to be free.

Out in the world is my place,
I have yet to stand upon it,
But I still search for where I belong,
Somewhere with fields and creeks.

Hopes turn to paper and fly away,
Only to be replaced by new hopes,
Fears dissolve as rationality seats himself,
Love comes and goes like a train.

I am a passenger on the express circuit,
Where I hope to reach myself sooner,
And find that the growth can come whenever,
To become the man I want to be.

I despise clenching cold conventions,
And I love all things frivolous,
In the sands beneath the grass,
I shall make my home and find my roots.

Break

Space is only an illusion,
At the party on the rocks,
Where work is withered,
And sleep is fleeting.

Yet the world cannot be monotone,
And so here I pack my bags,
And I say farewell to you and you.
As I descend the jagged steps.

This place has held me free.
Obligations melted into soup.
The ceiling fan never stopped flicking.
In circles above my head, I was dazed.

And like the shell of a blanket,
This protection is not real,
I realize the end when the stars haul in the sun.
It’s sad, but it’s not the end, I promise.

Now, I must travel away from here.
My life continues elsewhere.
But I have learned a valuable lesson.
It’s not where you are.

It’s who you’re with.

Colossal Miss Understanding

All that remains is to sit and wait.
A loss so grievous I cannot stand.
Calculations gone horribly wrong.
And now I drink myself away to dust.

Girl, smile, brunette, love, daisies, laughter, green dress, years, drink, yell, pain, gone…

When will the world be right again?
June, sun, grass, picnic, together, love, flicker, flicker, flicker, reset…

And the violin hasn’t forgotten its voice.
It still sings alone in the night as always.
The song has changed, the chords are a mess.
The sound no longer reflects the joy.

Pain, for what reason?, lost, love, love, love…
If she is your life,
Then if you lose her,
Do you lose your life too?

How sad Earth has become when sympathy,
Is running late,
And you need understanding,
And you get explosions.

They drift apart; cut, next, loneliness…
Girl, alone, apartment, unsure, scared, alone, red dress, city, thinking of him…

There are supposed to be two alone…

Belong to something, hold on to something,
Live for something, love for something,
Be anything, know anything, know her…
Fake smiles, fake laughs, fake emotions; was it only real with him?

I am the wanderer, I am the watcher,
Snakes crawl amongst you,
Where have these beasts come from?
I leave for two millennium and this is what I find…

Bones, dirt, wood, tears, flesh, love manifests in them, but where was he? Where was she?

Give me the good stuff,
I don’t want to feel anything,
If I can’t feel it with her.
Same thing, he’s my heart.

Alright, but this may never be reversed.
I am sure.
I’m not…
Pain is worse though; please..do it.

Hear these things.
For her,
For him,

For me.

H.E.R.O.

Where am I supposed to turn?
Oh road tell me, for I am lost.
I can’t remember anything,
And I am trembling all over.

A chair in the corner I sat in.
An open window I would gaze out.
A country sun that glazed the yard,
Flickering moments I cannot hold onto.

I am trapped in the cage he made.
I try to be the strongest man on Earth.
Somehow I have people believing it.
If only I could believe it, I’d believe it.

There’s always another sun to replace today’s.
There’s always another story to be told.
As long as the adventure never ends,
I will keep having chances to prove I really am a hero.

I would lay my heart bare if not for fear.
I know my courage appears endless but it’s not so.
Inside this body is a frightened child, a broken doll.
Regardless, I charge the gates of hell as if I am boundless.

What I seem to forget is that hell is only an illusion.
I needed something to fight, because I can’t fight myself.
I need another chance and perhaps another after that,
Because despite how it may seem I still fear the dark.

At the bottom of a river I buried myself.
Beneath the cold water I gave myself to the current.
I was young, I was scared, and now I am trying to find myself.
Who knows how far away I was carried.

My hands hang beside me, and my head is low.
I keep on walking into the horizon, never staying long.
I will fly away as soon as the light bill comes.
Cowardice seems my true nature, oh God be with me.


Hunter’s

Errors

Ruin

Others

A Little Distance Between Us

The white bled across the sky,
Leaving no trace of the daytime,
And only leaving traces of innocence,
Innocence I cannot claim as my own.

One day we’ll see everything right,
When the brook floods the bridge,
When the mud is washed away,
When we can pass with no fear of drowning.

You are more important than you know,
Each breath you take is a small comfort to me,
As long as I know you’re still living I know I am,
Even with the collapsed road between us I’m here.

There are times I have these crazy ideas,
Where I wish I had a voice like a piano,
That could travel the distance to reach you,
And you could hear me singing miles away.

I want to make you miss me but I know something,
I know that despite what you say you miss me too,
Even if the flower wilted, died, we still planted it together.
Let your head down, release your pain, we needn’t hate.

The Bells

The order of events are always beginning with looking,
Who will find the bells as they ring from unseen perches?
The bridge broke and they all fell into the river,
As they fell they shouted “We are people too!”

Who would have thought of such an anomaly?
The lonely stone disguised himself as an animal,
Just to feel the warmth of attention,
Above the clouds is walking upon the tundra.

The bells hung from the trees dead as night,
The sunrise made them shine and they came to life,
As the wind began to blow the bells sang me a song,
The tree’s boughs rubbed like cellos.

Where I placed my own is a secret.
The little silver fellow is mine to keep forever.
Even as the witch screamed “Who bent my cards?”
I was safe with the sounds of the bells.

I am destined to awake to every morning a Sunday morning,
Where the bells ring to call me from my sheets,
I will go to my window and see them on the breeze,
There the world will begin, and all thought will harmonize.