Stability Let Me Go

Lighthouse on a
Floating ice shelf
Leading astray
Ships to nowhere
Nowhere's where
They go, mislead
Misguided in the
Image of assuredness

Tell Me A Story

Days so dim we can hardly see our own hands
LIfe so grim that every breath is a demand
Feel the chill as you draw another in
Shivers down your spine, slowly tingling
Sensations, vibrations, imagination's playing tricks
All the best in the books, as you search for a fix
Stumbling around in the smoke and crowd
Then trip over yourself, and in the silence cry aloud
Tell me, dear one
Where does the story lead

Discernment

The left and right
Of right and wrong
Ironic in the mind
Impossible in the act

Blind, Deaf, Mute, Paralysed But Alive

Remember that life
As you know it
Is golden in all its forms
While bedridden lies
The soul of one who
Wishes silently for
Death everyday
Or healing in miracle's
Form, which never comes
Look inside the mind
Of one like this
See the reasons why
Some don't deserve to live?
Now see the reasons why
Some don't deserve to die

Red Fox

Quiet, fallen
Shy, sly, try
Understand
Just why
Movement is
Like so
Survival, life
By the thread
Outfoxed to the last

What You Want

I can name it all
From money to fame
Then back again
They precede the fall
Such twisted games
Forever switching lanes
Give me a call
When you're the same
To when you felt pain
Because I know
What you need

To Know You're Alive

Check the pulse
Listen for it pounding
Beat. Beat.
Beat. Beat.
Check the breath
Listen for it whispering
Sigh. Sigh.
Sigh. Sigh.
Then remember
They died a long time ago
All you can hear
Is the shell of life
Anchoring them
To us, and everything
They wanted to escape

Check the heart
Echoes of nothing
To know they were alive
Once

Sleep It All To Somewhere Else

When I can dream
I'll see something so
Much more than
When I'm waking
In my sleep I'm
Carried away
See you when I wake up

Stray Away

Goodbye yellow brick road
I don't want to go home anymore
It's a heavy, heavy load
I've forgotten why I'm carrying it for

And the lights on the side
Look so much brighter
It's easier to step out of stride
And stop being a fighter

I'm tired, of every little thought
Belonging to this war
Being told what I ought
To do, well, no more

So, once again
Goodbye yellow brick road
I ain't going home no more

Melt Away

The inhibitions I held
All that held me back
From times I could tell
I would fall into black
Now, it's changed
Oh how it's different
In every single way
Because of insufficient
Needs for you

Torn Together

Find me the second
Half of what I left
Behind in the first
Verses of the last
Song I swore to write
It's the small slip
Of torn off paper
With that mindless
Thought of mine
Written, scrawled
Scribbled in haste
Before it could escape
The remnants of
My life and soul
Then with a ripping
Sound, harsh and
Swift to the touch
Tear me piece by
Little piece into
One whole, unbroken
Cracked vase, till
I'm torn together
With every piece of me
Shards, shreds, prodigal
Pieces of me, now
In my arms

Boxes

The boxes defining what
I am, who I was, and all
That I never could have
Been, now stacked within
A dusty shed so cold
So, so very damn cold
Whether broken or not
They still quietly call
From inside that shed
So, so hauntingly old

Sounds Like Something

Can't quite put my finger on it though
I swear, I know what it is, I've heard it
So many times before, familiar in every
Hollow, hallowed echo and verbrato
A cunningly caring, and cursed composite
Dedicated to the lost region of memory
I'll find you

Not A Single One Left

There is a spark
Brighter than the
Sun and stars

Ran away from
Source of light
Now it's faded

All are gone

Transparent

Look where you
Would see me
Look right through
My bits and pieces
Waking with all
Hearts abandoned
Only one to fall
Unfathomed
Distances below
The weary sunlight
Shouldn't you know
When nothing seemed right
Look, I tell you
Harder than before
All that's true
Is invisible, just ignore

Beautifully Broken

Beautifully broken
But bitterly brittle
Breaching bravado
Burdened beneath
By bedlam's belligerence
Bye, broken beauty

Jester's Beliefs

Within this smile
You hide the frown
Concealed, all while
You robbed the town
The joke was made
To turn the heads
And then the raid
So quick to end
The creed of those
Whose sly satire
Is made in prose
Verbal barbed wire

Where Were You

These colder days come
Welcomed in their haste
And I long to forget
Their reasons many
Why they stole my sun
Leaving me to waste
Pale, quiet instead
To leave, I'm ready

Understated

The unspoken understanding
We failed to undertake
Usurping every upheld
Urge in such unstable
Hearts of ours
Beating unloved, unidentified
Within unbroken shells so
Fragile, it's cold
Without you

Thief

I'd steal you an orchestra
To play you your heart's desire
But you don't want my strings
Or my broken piano keys

So when I stole that orchestra
I threw it into the fire
A useless heap of things
That brought me to my knees