Forgive me Jesus,
For I have sinned
Don’t know how time passed,
Think time just gave in.
Pointing fingers and heartless convictions;
All of which make up this world,
Wash away the dirt on my hands,
The blood on my face;
A creature of your creation
My veins burn with passion
As I hear the voices cry.
And the doves spread their wings
Into the flames as they rise.
And my eyes stare the longing
Painfully perfect smile,
Cause everything turned out just fine
And all the while
I spent casting my demons
Into pits of dead...
It’s times like this
At the edge of my bed- I sit
And can’t resist
Going back a bit
Or a few years
To a time a little different to here.
And relive the feelings I used to have
And compare them to the ones I seem to now lack
And realize all the while I was blind to...
Whenever you’re hurting deep inside
Remember who you are, in my eyes;
You’re the light that’s sees me through
Am I that same light for you?
Cause I thought I saw myself in your heart;
Reflected in the mirrors of your eyes
A conscious instinct I called ‘friend’
So I could...
I sit at my computer, my fingers tapping away intrepidly on the keys, back spacing every line I write. I throw myself back onto my bed with my face clenched in my tired hands, I never really noticed just how quiet it is without hearing that noise; repetitive tapping. That noise passes...
You’re the voice inside my head,
The blood inside my veins
The hole upon my chest
The tumour in my brain
You’re the one that never was,
The one that never will be
A clot inside my lungs,
The disease that nearly killed me
I wake up everyday
Without a smile on my face.
Close my eyes and try to find a happy place.
But it seems you’ve drifted so distant
I can barely remember
But in my dreams is where I find you,
And there; I surrender.
A place called home has locked its doors on...
You’re a fucking bullshit artist,
You fill my head with garbage
I can’t take your lies,
I despise them.
You hurt me;
You don’t give a fuck,
You don’t even realize!
You couldn’t care less,
I’m always second best.
Now I have a scar from you;
A hole in my...
If your pain was a death note,
Sealed in my heart of an envelope
I’d trade my days and take it all…
I’ve seen you in the face of fear;
Drop to your knees and crawl…
You think you’re tough,
And think a faker’s masque will cut it.
Now my stomach is turning
These walls are breaking down,
Into bits of dust.
And I don’t know if I have your love,
Nether loan your trust.
This war I face I fight alone,
Everyday; in flesh and bone.
Thoughts have changed with the days that have passed us,
But the ones that were...
Some days long ago,
I dreamt of the sun.
I was in a place not like this world,
But it was beautiful.
And I wanted it.
I kissed the naked burn that be;
The sun glaring down on me.
It touched me,
But to my surprise; like a feather,
And not a flame.
There is a house within a house,
A soul exists inside this house.
There is a keeper of this house,
But whether a man or woman,
I cannot tell,
They are not like me,
Not like me at all.
There are no windows in this house,
But outside; there are many windows
Will you be my muse?
And sway away like manikins in this pandemic?
Condense me in all purity,
For I am the dirt and the soil,
The weed pulled from the glorious garden of life.
You are the rose,
The beauty so admirable to sight;
A being almost blinding to the naked...
I’ve been where you are;
That dark place you call home.
I too have surrendered there,
Just to be alone.
I too have not wanted to leave,
When I know I’m meant to.
I have let the darkness in and please me,
Like it tempts you.
I had heard the muttered sounds,
We’ve been through life,
We’ve been through love
And we have created war.
But now my sword is blunt,
And I can’t fight anymore.
And I know,
No matter how far I run away,
Your memory will follow me,
To my place in the grave.
At the end of this battle,
I’ll have scars...
I can show you love,
If you really wish to endure it;
And keep count of your losses,
For there will be many that multiply.
Find an art in those losses,
In which you will call the Art of Losing.
I can take you to places you’ve only dreamt of,
And beyond the likes...
I’ve watched the same sun rise and fall
The same it has for years,
But never does it give the humble
Or the warmth it used to.
My eyes are my own,
And as many things I have seen…
I could say I saw the world in one day,
And saw enough of the truth to make...