Sunday, December 30, 2012

brilliant

a rush of emotion creates tidal waves
strange and beautiful and haunting
the ins and outs of how we behave
a longing that leads to constant wanting

i know there is a love so deep
strange and beautiful but daunting
something this pure i want to keep
a longing that leads to constant wanting

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

hang on elliott

hang on elliott
the tides have a tendency to change
that light you are trying to seek
convinces you that you are weak
you are careening off the edge
everything you pushed off to the side
now there is nowhere left to hide
that knife on the cold counter
it never uttered a single word
now your sadness is forever cured
hang on elliott
although you are no longer here
all that is left are your pretty songs
that lull me to a peaceful sleep

Monday, December 10, 2012

with love

i am so glad you are here
you smooth the unfortunate ripples
you bring about a clear reflection
i am so glad you are near

i am so glad you believe in me
when i agreed to lay myself bare
you took me in with love
that is why i am glad you are here
i am so glad you are here

Friday, December 7, 2012

little light!!!!

little light peaking through
longing to be an open view
curious in its enchantment
beautifully malcontent
little light be my everything
understanding all your meaning
curious how you disappear
things torn asunder i hold so dear

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

plans

the son of god touched my heart
and the pain i felt made me cry
juggling all possibilities
i have no idea why

too many things that passed
have lit a fire in my eyes
the need for your presense
keep my eyes up to the skies

the skin that i tore as a child
is the skin i live with now
empty words that have been said
much more than i would allow

my grandfather once told me
that i would grow to be a fine man
for him to kiss his grandchildren
that was our own little plan

it snowed when i visited my grandfather
as he rested on a grassy plain
to have him just for another day
i would give all the blood in my veins

i am older but nothing is clear
as i stand alone in this massive world
i hope to be strong one day
enough to walk away from it all

the son of god will touch my heart
wherever i choose to go
once the pain ceases to persist
there i will make my home

Sunday, November 25, 2012

these things i adore

this grassy hill where i once laid
my shadow clung onto the ground
happy to know i was never afraid
there was not a single sound

to the very top where i once climbed
smelling the foliage all the while
happy to know i had all the time
i have the greatest smile

such a pretty place that i once knew
that settled my trembling heart
all i need..through and through
let us never be apart

Sunday, November 11, 2012

blessed soul

i heard that the roof of your heart
is where all the angels take flight
it is so beautiful i heard them say
their eyes so pure and white

they say you have no idea

the beauties that come from you
and that every single doubt you have
makes it that much more true

i don't know if they are right

because my eyes are black
but now i pray all the time
waiting for an answer back

Saturday, September 29, 2012

chapter 21

right now yes i will go
careful not to let it show
as painful as it can get
something i won't soon forget.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

i am not worth your time

the white on the walls will suffice
for my eyes to stare into infinite space
constant sensations through my spine
delight me during my lowest lows
lift me up as i get higher and higher
walking though crowded hallways
curious girls will try to make eye contact
and i am happy to avoid them all

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

lonesome me

here i am
lonesome me
standing in the shadows

there you are
troubled you
waiting for the light

these are days when i yearn
for days that won't come back
these are times when i wonder
about what could have been

it elicits feelings i can't stand
feelings i cannot swallow
& as blessed as my life has been
i am greedy and i am selfish

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

grass

daniel cracked his knuckles
and all his fingers ran away
now he is left with two fists
that pound on the concrete
molly was eating grass
to grow a garden on the inside
after all the grass was gone
she licked up all the dirt

when molly saw daniel's fingers
she ate them one by one
each crunch gave her such joy
as the blood ran down her chin
when daniel heard what happened
he threw her off the slide
ripped open molly's stomach
but all he found was grass

all of my spirit

my appearance changes everyday
to keep up with my changing views
when i sit alone my legs they sway
quite content with nothing to lose
when the sun comes my eyes are open
waiting for the rush of the day
though i still stumble now and again
there is nothing that will get in my way
sometimes i look down as i walk
to see my long legs take their strides
and to myself i will laugh and talk
about things i had set to the side
there is no doubt about what i want
except how i am going to get it
my whispers scream out nonchalant
so that i can appear rather unfit
there are times when i want to drive
straight off the highest cliff
and during my never ending dive
i can spill all my guts
the things i could never admit
i think everyone is beautiful
so i do not like to stand with anyone
loose strings i would like to pull
and watch everything come undone
i write to convince myself
that there is something i am good at
though i belong on the highest shelf
collecting dust, that is what i am good at
when i see a tree i want to climb it
so i can enjoy the view all alone
and with all of my spirit
i realize how much i have grown
people will stay and people will pass
carving their names onto my heart
everyone from the first to the last
will forever be in my heart

Monday, September 10, 2012

we are vampires

listless apprehension with dancing feet
pouting away in the backseat
messages dry on the concrete
girls proclaiming that i am sweet

but i am a vicious vampire
leading my very own choir
listen as our voices go higher
your pretty neck we desire

oh the morning is quite alright
please don't be so uptight
showing no fear with pure delight
confrontations we shall incite

sleeping alone in the dusty attic
this rush of blood is fantastic
all signs of caring remain static
meaningless yet so melodramatic

wait for the lights to move
itching for the chance to groove
and if they do not approve
there is nothing left to prove

Sunday, September 9, 2012

slow plane on a plain

with great reservation shiny lights
keep away from peaceful nights
observant kids deep in love
planes taking their time way above
every shirt carefully picked out
for that one person who was thought about
beaming faces seen through the dark
burning down every park
all the time that has been spent
images wherever they went
growing tall with new emotion
planting carnivals with full devotion
a sight for the desire to take in
permanent pictures of where they've been
true blue resting on my shoulders
with my insight just moving boulders
gratification is all that would be seeked
curious smiles for all the faces we'd meet
songs playing as the lights peek through
for inanimate objects waiting to be new

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

finding my way home from the peachtree party

"i've waited hours for this
i've made myself so sick 
i wish i'd stayed asleep today
i never thought this day would end 
i never thought tonight could ever be
this close to me

just try to see in the dark

just try to make it work
to feel the fear before you're here 

i make the shapes come much too close
i pull my eyes out
hold my breath
and wait until i shake

but if i had your faith

then i could make it safe and clean
if only i was sure
that my head on the door was a dream"

Saturday, August 25, 2012

ive 'fuerunt super naviculam

i've been on a boat
just sailing through the sea
towards a destination i can't see
overcast weather delights my senses
as i continue to trek forward
towards a destination i can't see
a rusty boat for me alone
on the deck i have carved a name
in the hull the darkness remains
like the destination i can't see
just sailing through the sea
standing on the bow
looking straight ahead
this is how i wish to be
all alone with the sea

Friday, August 24, 2012

like it is

hey little butterfly..i want you to know
the beauty of you is all that is held
with every revision to let it all show
things that leave me utterly compelled

hey little butterfly..land on my head
settle in with the smoke i exhale
your days are hanging by a thread
wings that grow so frail

bye little butterfly..this is quite sad
hang my head low, wipe my eyes
when all that is good has gone bad
nothing to do but hide in disguise

oh little butterfly..i hardly knew ya
what were the colours i once knew so well
your many perfections and pointless flaws
with many questions i sit and dwell

wow little butterfly..you did a number on me
opened my eyes to what i have not seen
sitting alone on a cut down tree
determined alone to come out clean

rest by the garden you called your home
no more sunlight...no more hate
left to fly...left to roam
my little butterfly..you've made it great

the contours of your body
whittle away with absolute clarity
this misery is funny
with its honest sincerity

Monday, August 20, 2012

scatter my soul

empty focus, scatter brained
losing touch without a doubt
with empty colours i have been stained
there is a desperate need to break out

i love the rain
hot, hot sun drains my soul
just sitting on an empty train
little fragments of my control

off on the side
desperately hopeful

wishing for ears so i can confide
many words that knock my skull

nobody thinks so nobody knows
what do these illusions mean
i want to make your radiance grow
beautiful things that can be seen

deep in the forest
there was once a fire
clean cut images i am blessed
my heart is on fire

i am in love
with childish possibilities
sitting way up above
unreachable capabilities

with the sky real low
my arms reach so high
i want to make your atmosphere grow
and in it you will fly

i went for a swim
in the allure of perfect harmony
as i drown the lights grow dim
this misery is funny

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

avalanche

i fell asleep with my window open
so an angel flew in and took me away
i know because my breath was stolen
the dusty curtains still shine and sway

i picked it out from all my nightmares
settle it slow as it falls apart
i've been having so many nightmares
that creep up slow and kill my heart

avalanche, avalanche
my heart is an avalanche
everything falls way too fast
and i am covered in snow

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

nate

when nate was five he counted to ten
colored his eyes with the ink from his pen
waited in the dark without a sound
to scare the girls when they came around

the colour of his walls would change
his parents were concerned...they found him strange
the doctors say that nate is sick
held him down as he would shout and kick

the walls are black just like his eyes
putting on his most excellent disguise
pretty stripes resting on his shirt
everything was perfect and nothing hurt

his hair was a mess of unconcerned excitement
straight from his bed and out the door he went
digging for worms and putting flowers in his hair
arms waving free hanging in the air

with teeth so green and tongue so dry
the blood would pour whenever he would cry
solving the questions of life in his head
instead of petting the cat he'd kiss it instead

when nate was five i saw him at the store
lying face down on the cold hard floor
waiting patiently without a sound
i hope he knows that he is profound

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

washed out

violet fires swaying in the wind
speaking through the air
laying it all so bare

there is a house standing all alone
constant in its stance
never had a chance

silver fox in the forest crying for the night
makes it so sincere
like the stars so crystal clear

unseen hands taking it all
may it close its grip on my neck
so my limbs go limp and my eyes roll back

stranded on a rusty ship on a restless sea
all alone with people i do not know
wishing for flames i knew long ago

my skin grows so pale along with my spirit
aging slowly as i waste away
along with this ship that bobs and sways

if dust should ever settle the rain will come
with the moonlight everything shines so bright
catching little things with pure delight

ever true is this honest journey
the line is right and always straight
just its own melancholy state

at our destination i am the anchor
down into the black of the bottom
where i was born and where i am from

there on the shore is a bed for me
under the sun my eyes are closed
images of bliss only i will know

tiny birds in unison always fly together
i can only watch in envy
just sitting by the sea

crescent hues reflect on the waters
catching it off guard
crashing down so hard

coming into view just over the horizon
slowly falling into place
ready to interlace

i have no idea where my path will lead
close my eyes as i dive right in
always a different place than where i've been

i wish to carve it into my bare skin

can i go back to where i've been
where i've been..where i've been

Monday, August 6, 2012

that useless cat just sits on that couch and does absolutely nothing

that hint of grey
between the blue and the red
that's where i need to be
that's where i need to be

maybe that feeling
going down my spine
is all that i have needed
all that could have happened
through wide-eyed nights
quizzical dreams during the day
maybe the numbness
slowly creeping to my head
is all that i have needed
all that could have happened

i count on the coming days
speeding by until i hold them in place
if i don't soak in the beauty now
i will never feel again

many stories i have been told
of past adventures from brittle lips
say that the beauties do not last
and i want to feel them now

maybe the images stored
in the depths of my soul
are all that i have needed
all that could have happened
face down in the darkness
what a waste of time
maybe this realization
is all that i have needed
all that could have happened

that hint of gray
between the blue and the red
that's where i need to be
that's where i long to be

spit out my brain
rip my heart into a million pieces
let me float on up
the moon teasing me
too far for me to reach
the ground scaring me
afraid that i will fall
as i settle
in that hint of gray
between the blue and the red
because that's where i long to be
that's where i long to be

Thursday, July 26, 2012

simple & lovely


down the dried up walls
cut down long ago
but now abandoned
drip, drip, drip
down it falls like beautiful rain
i would pick it up
a canvas for my inspiration
it is, it is what i need it to be
constantly, yes, i let it bleed
paint the wooden boards
red like your pretty lips
drip, drip, drip
splatters over the clean
and innocent monster
just trying to find love
the monster just wants love
drip, drip, drip
down fall the tears
full of anguish and lost hope
i wish i could hold you
without looking like a fool
create a vast and open
lake for me to float on
drip, drip, drip
the storm gives it life
life to let live and let grow
asking for love to grow
for the beautiful and
for the very sick
i am a little pebble
trying to crawl away to
become my own pebble
past the fields of grass
through the holes that have
been dug so wide
like beautiful rain
red like your pretty lips
love for the beautiful monster
drip, drip, drip
down into the depths
and deepest desires
of all my soul and
all my wonder
wow, what joys i find
hidden away deep below
it breaks my heart
and eats me up whole
you were in my dream again
wanting to carry me
on your weary back
holding out your silver lighter
to let my cigarette burn
out the door and
away from the music
we would go
into the simple sounds
of the rain as it falls
drip, drip, drip...
drip, drip, drip

sincere & ashamed

steady eyes and a restless heart
this is who i have become
through countless times falling apart
i have ceased to come undone

dirty hands and an eager mind
who is this person i have become
all of my greatest fears combined
begging me to come undone

if god is my will there must be a way
slowly rising to the surface
coming to terms with how i have strayed
drowning as i transgress

change is slow, but change is good
see the gray start to fade away
going about it the way i should
maybe this time happiness will stay

Monday, June 25, 2012

you and me

when i think about you and me
i think of a boat lost out at sea
the storm is wild and getting worse
can we just put it in reverse

when i think about you and me
i hear a beautiful melody nearing its end
the track is stuck because you're my best friend
listen to the sound grow quiet and soft
let's just close our eyes

you and me
we are like rows of empty fields
i am a tree that cannot feel
you are hidden in the ground
and i stand here while you drown

but you and me
are the clouds in the vast sky
the lavender and comfortable sky
just waiting for the stars
to trap us in our happiness

when i think about you and me
there is no way i could settle
i am the stem and you are the petals
hang on tight and i will be your anchor

and though you'll never see
that we are perfect harmony
if you'd just hold me down and eat my eyes
my sad and true and honest eyes

when i think about you and me
i am hopeful and i am happy
as your head rests on my chest
i am hopeful and i am happy

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

captivating

when the butterfly flies all the colours are extra bright
helping to navigate through the night
when winter comes and the butterfly dies
i hope the colours settle into the snow so white
drowned out with wood and nails
chipping away at all the details
soaked hues let us know it was there
tracks covered over, stop a bit and stare
what beauties could be waiting in the shadows
the simplest of noises nobody knows
see it through the downpour, taste it in the air
tracks covered over, stop a bit and stare

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

these are words i wrote 661 days ago

and when she was little, her mother dressed her up in red
she never listened to a word her father said
it brought a smile to his face and he held on tight
they floated through the sky and with the stars at night


as the girl got older, the red began to fade
still a smile on her father, although a different shade
her mother grew some wrinkles, some of her hair now gray
but the girl was still her baby no matter what they say


now all the red is gone except the streaks along her hair
her father spoke very plainly because he did not care
his wife was ten feet underground because her heart could not go on
the sky was always empty and all the stars were gone


she sat alone in her room with autumn in full bloom
never asking any questions because she just assumed
her parents spilled out their happiness so she could consume
their every single sorrow as it came out in full bloom

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

fragile little bones

we are reveling with so much spirit
creating thunderstorms before we cool it
let my mind go south and my neck snap back
eyes straight up to the space jet-black
this mountain of momentum is all i can climb
peaking too early because it is never the time
purple spots were never what i had imagined
but lovely are the icebergs that i found within
spring turns to summer with stellar reservation
sharpening the hues with greater concentration
the bend is the sign that we must keep going
let the colours mature as they continue growing
may i rest in your wings and lay down my arms
hide from the monsters that haunt me from afar
with words that sink straight through my skin
speaking of things i should never believe in
help me find an island of my own
illuminate every sensation of my bones
carve your worries on the soft of my bare skin
all the things you should never believe in
i’ll build a boat for that island you'll call your own
to protect all of your fragile little bones

Thursday, May 10, 2012

through the crack on the fence


the lost sheep grazes the greenest grass
that grows so tall as seasons pass
the temperature is as it should be
and the sheep it roams so calm & free


the lost sheep follows the finest scent
in every direction the sheep it went
nimble steps to a destination
an always changing destination


the lost sheep will never sleep
places to go and sights to see
goodbye sheep, go find your peace
travel far and rest in your peace

Sunday, May 6, 2012

soultree


this is who i am
this is all that i will ever be
so if i die tomorrow
let the sky be blue
let the sun be blinding
for all who shall dare...
to look upon it's beauty


let them remember that
the day was perfect
that if you flew a kite
it was stuck perfectly
in midair... just floating


i count the hours before i dream
to see the colours that are never there
with all your friends
and all those you long to see
stuck in the space you long to breathe


here i am
i am close
close to the edge
but drifting with all my soultree
words conjured up from the greatest of friends
wishing so bad that
the words that you know
are the feelings instilled
in the depths of your mind
waiting to be discovered


if i was to die
i wish to be buried by a tree
nourished by all the things
people never ever notice
and i would be so happy
to be in the company
of the things people walk over
the things not given a second thought
i would be their first thought
i could be their only thought
and i would be so happy
to be there
in their presence
their only presence
the only true presence
that i could ever hope to know

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

under the sheets

in my restless dream
my delicate dream
i found you alone
under the blankets
under the sheets
your hair covering your eyes
your dress smooth & white

under the clouds
above the earth
i found you alone
and you spoke out loud
your every honest thought
cut through me like glass
landing soundlessly on my lips

your eyes were perfect
like the room we were in
if i never fell out of slumber
it would have been fine with us
trapped with our minds & hearts
the colours swallowed me whole
let the feelings paint the words

in my unstable dream
my volatile dream
i found you at peace
arms open wide
a smile that drew me close
under the blankets
under the sheets

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

nice & neat

take this time to breathe again
make it sincere so it can last

the pale tiles take in the heat
but the comfort is never there

hold your breath friend, count to ten
the time is moving way too fast

every shirt folded nice & neat
looking like you really care

awkward silence, what a burden
the easy breeze has already past

this taste in my mouth is ever so sweet
look into my eyes and i will share

tell me why the moon is golden
my reasons are fragile like glass

all the images in my head repeat
falling so fast everywhere

Sunday, April 15, 2012

thank you jesus

i’ve been watching you
seen all the things you do
when you smile it hurts
you put everything in reverse
if i am a tree
you are the sun
i think i am free
but i have come undone
you free my soul
if i am a tree
there is this story i’ve been told
of all i can be

i’ve known you for so long
but you’re still my favorite song
you are the most beautiful cat
and i am just a creepy bat
i write on the walls
your heart is so tall
it keeps me afloat
my most favorite boat

thank you jesus
for my memory
the sights i still long to see
thank you jesus
for my hollow head
the simple words that have been said
thank you jesus
you are my jesus

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

T.I.T.F.D.O.M.L.

you are the first droplets of rain from this oncoming storm
from every direction into the seas of my soul
making your way into the trenches of my home
cutting me open and swallowing me whole

hanging on to the remaining bits of grey
wasting away as pretty flowers take its place
everyday is such a bright & beautiful day
and i am not sure what to make of this place

colours in my brain and shocks through my veins
cigarette smoke slowly killing my lungs
shocks through my veins and colours in my brain
you are a sturdy noose from where i am hung

when you are not here i whither away
floating down clouds keeping me warm
illusions of you and the fields where you lay
your wonderful heart keeps me so warm

i have not a clue what to make of this feeling of elation
afraid i have stumbled onto something too overwhelming
but my eyes stay glued to this brand new sensation
my body grows accustomed to the waters… i think i am staying

Monday, April 2, 2012

the uncertain idiot

i decide my fate like an unsure adventurer
who has come to a fork on the road

shall i flip a coin
or allow the breeze
to lead me on

if the dirt has dug its way
into the soles of my shoes
but my soul is not ready to rest

shall i lay my head down
or build a ship
to take me across

the waters they stretch far and wide
but muddy fields beckon me forth
ready to allow me to sink

time will take me forward
if my feet are willing to shuffle along

while the decisions should be mine
i quite often relent
to the direction the trees line
where the stars are brightest that night
which mountains the birds fly towards

but it is okay
i am quite okay
because being unsure
is just the way i am

being blessed with uncertainty
is just the greatest gift

Saturday, March 31, 2012

everything

beautiful things make my heart smile
like gentle droplets of rain making the sidewalk shine
when the moon is at its peak
my thoughts just settle with ease
holding me together like tangled strings

i long for all of the noise to blend together
making me a fixture of all i happen to hear
everything i see becomes a portrait i consume
everything is radiant and everything is right

as i share these thoughts with you i hope that you can feel
the beauties i muster inside me can rub off on you too
my hands tremble with a sense of relief
but my state of mind is true
to look to the near distance with so much hope and wonder
if the shadows of tonight can be the sunlight of my life
i think i'll see the beauty of all that i have missed

so here's to the uncertainty that has been eating at my soul
let it eat until it is full but leave me a little room
so i can fill it with colours and mix them all together
may it pour out through my eyes and lift me from my feet

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

i love you jesus, i am frustrated jesus

all these uninvited whispers
stopping you in your tracks
beautiful words that slip off your tongue
grasping at the wonders still concealed
if this is what the world has become
let me float down that stream
simply and softly at ease

i follow the beautiful melody
trying in vain to replicate its meaning
may i jump off the edge or walk into the fire
so everyone can miss me
to see my acquaintances fake the tears
maybe i will become a simple melody
short and sweet

it kind of feels good when i open my eyes
i would cry with joy if i could cry at all
if this life is hell i don't want a heaven
what good is it to live life to the fullest
to have it all judged based on unreachable standards
fuck the afterlife, i am a simple melody
intertwining with beautiful masterpieces all around me

Saturday, March 24, 2012

simplest sounds

i wish for the simplest sounds
to play in my ears
i wish for the simplest sounds
to lull me to sleep
i wish for the simplest sounds
to give me some balance
i wish for the simplest sounds
to let me down slow

Friday, March 23, 2012

hey i feel alright

i am a tornado
picking things up and throwing it all around
because i don't give a fuck
about anything at all
i see no way around it
please don't be a pretty little flower
because i will pick you right up
send you flying into the sky
because i don't give a fuck
about anything at all
i once had a bunch of friends
they were the coolest green seashells
but i don't know where they are now
because i sent them flying away
when i tried to hug them tight
but i know it in my head
that the reasons are so clear
it's because i don't give a fuck
hey! i don't give a fuck
about anything at all
no not anything at all

Thursday, March 22, 2012

in this rough soil we have settled

we can grow up in the garden
in this rough soil we have settled
as we grow and grow so tall
we will save the light we have collected

surrounded by the fences we have come to hate
in this rough soil we have settled
if the vines go we too shall follow
the lights will draw attention

the rain will feed us, the rain will drown us
from this rough soil we are rooted
the sun will dry us, the sun will kill us
into this rough soil we will return

Monday, March 19, 2012

here's to sleeping in the meadows and living without fear

slowly creeping through the walls
eating shadows with pure delight
when the little creatures call
into the night and out of sight

holy ghost it takes me whole
constant shivers to keep me up
on a silver platter you have my soul
pouring your drink into my cup

do i dare to inhale this lovely smoke
this cold weather numbs my judgement
as soft as this quiet night we spoke
of hopeful futures and past engagements

you are a melody i cannot resist
killing shadows without a second thought
but under the golden moon is something we missed
little creatures they called and here we were brought

Friday, March 16, 2012

calm seas and white clouds

there is a chance there is more meaning to this noise
like unrealistic expectations playing back in my head
reaching for greater wants hanging by a thread

i never did a thing to expect anything more
a thousand ideas in my head left me so sore
just let it seep a little into my empty core

all i ever wanted was to be the pavement
to let a thousand words find its way into the cracks
make me so strong, fill me with what i lack

i never did a thing to deserve anything more
there is a meaning behind the reasons i exist
hidden behind the details that i've missed

if i am reduced to ambiguity, so be it
all will be settled once i find my beautiful home
calm seas and white clouds once i claim my true love

calm seas and white clouds
i navigate my ship through the currents
calm seas and white clouds
i know you are more than the pages of this book
calm seas and white clouds
all i want is to die in unmistakable happiness
calm seas and white clouds
i will not stop until all i can see is
calm seas and white clouds

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

oh magnetic fields

magnetic fields pull me in
it doesn't matter where i've been
if i don't fight it'll be alright
i am inclined to lose my sight
make me feel what has eluded me
help me see what i cannot see

magnetic fields pull me in
retrace the steps as i begin
as the cool winds reach great heights
all i am is a lonely little kite
the pieces fall in place around me
so hold your lips and leave me be

magnetic fields are you my true love
am i to float away and up above
i count the stars all the way home
every night is a different home
but in my mind, just magnetic fields
with all my being, oh magnetic fields

Thursday, March 8, 2012

this lovely tree

the tree in the forest has roots
that stretch through the solemn ground
interlocking with mind and soul
so beautiful in all its truth

the nests in its shade are full of life
taking refuge on the branches, in the leaves
when time goes by they drift away
and just like that nothing was ever there

if i could i would climb up real high
to lay my head and rest my feet
let the roots take in my weariness
my mind will drift away

as the sun goes down my eyes will follow
this majestic tree is all i need
if i die it will be up high
this lovely tree is all i will be

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

pretty sails

my intent is heartfelt
like my pen pressing
onto this empty plain paper
my attempt is juvenile
meaning the best but
going about it all wrong
oh, what am i trying to accomplish
all i want is the feeling
that leaves me at ease
but the world does not agree
and my handwriting grows sloppy
my head it hurts
my pulse is faint
the only thing that makes me
happy is the smile on your face
even though you don't really care
you pierce my soul
and steal my heart
so now i know i have a heart
and if all i ever saw was red
my blood could be the entire ocean
i would be your boat
you could be my sails
i swear i'd never let us sink
if you'd guide us from the storm
you can trust me
i am all too trustworthy
because my attempt to give
my intent to love
are the things i wear
on my empty sleeve
you can feel my heart
and my blood piercing red

Thursday, March 1, 2012

somnium and spes, you take my life

i dreamt through young eyes last night
with so much hope and all my wonder
every new day my mind was clear
with all my hope and so much wonder

oh i tried so hard to sink to the bottom
so i could look to the surface in complete silence

when the ringing in my head dies down
and the shaking of my arms is gone
maybe the colours will slowly creep back in

dreams and hopes and all these words
i couldn't care less i couldn't care less
expectations for the coming tide
i couldn't care less i couldn't care less

i am a daffodil withering away
standing tall as i droop and droop
you give me sunlight and nourish my soul
it's just too bad i couldn't care less

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

childish thoughts

i love the night
with stars so bright
to hold your hand
i think i'd die

when the sun comes up
my eyes are closed
to hold your hand
in all my dreams

you are the river
flowing free
to go on for
eternity

i am the sky
to take you in
so be my clouds
be my night

i'd love you so
i'd love you so
with all my heart
i'd love you so

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

devil in the forest

the devil is in the forest
he is calling out my name
the devil is in the forest
he says we are the same

the rising sun i follow
he says it is his heart
my every single sorrow
every beat of his cold heart

when i turn to you my lord
you keep your hands to your side
when i fall to you my lord
you never ever try

heaven's gates are rusting
i long to be on the other side
but my eyes are still adjusting
so i stand back up to try

the devil is in the forest
he is calling out my name
the devil is in the forest
i hope we aren't the same

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

sulk in happiness

the kinds of things i hold most dear
blinds my heart and shows no fear
and if i fall let me go headfirst
fill my lungs with what i most thirst
i am pulled to shreds and passed around
my mind left to roam places unfound
the kinds of things i love to fear
to find my heart and hold it dear

Saturday, February 4, 2012

black and blue in all i do

when i am going fast, really really fast
i like to stay steady as i stay the course
because if i ever stop i get the urge to lay down
shut down all my emotions and feelings
let the colours change and pass on by
because i will never feel again

like the moment when my eyes get heavy
the cold unforgiving floor calling me home
my body goes limp along with my strength
as my eyes close i feel no shame
let the colours fade but stay the same
because i can never care again

the morning comes with the brightest hues
but all i see is the blackest of blacks
you see, as much as i did not want to close my eyes
i have become satisfied with all my complacency
the feelings and emotions and all of my pain
to be washed away with the retreating tide
it would be lovely but i know i am not that strong
so the colours were never there
but here i sit with my paintbrush and blank canvas
ready to see where my eyes take me today