Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Eyes Of Stone

Feel things you never show
How was I supposed to know?
Tired of clinging to sanity
Gathering shredded dignity
Ask to clutch at rationale
A race against the eventual
Attempt to outrun my heart
Hold on to that missing part
Pierces my soul day by day
So close yet so far away
Enfolded in seething desperation
Asking to lose all sensation
Existence is now what you choose
I quote " there is nothing to lose"
I cannot claim that no one has experienced this
For since the creation of man it began to exist
To say that I am different
That my heart pumps blood of a different kind
That my thoughts never branded another's mind
To be consoled in the simple fact
That no one else has suffered from lack
Everything has been put at stake
And all I have is a love that generates heartbreak
An adoration that kills it's everlasting beholder
A glory cursed by it's silent worshipper
So praised, when all it can do
Is make you missed while with you
Regret that as much as you tell me
I'll never hear unspoken thoughts, see all you see
Yes, I must find misery in this blessed emotion
Yet I haven't regretted a moment since it's creation

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Adorned

Why is this unto me? Reflection of the mind and soul, a desperate cry for freedom. Wanting, Reflecting, Inflicting, Repenting...Repenting for what? The unknown seeing...making sense, yet not quite. Cast mercy unto a soul leading a life of desperation, but why? No...not why...never why...only how? The need itself is sufficient enough for the why. View. A vision of reality, prophecy...No, a vision of seeking...seeking what? Peace? Tranquility? No...Conflict, Battle, Savoring, Knowing, and Forgetting. Deceit. Deceive whom? Yourself. You alone...again, desperation. It dominates. See, Search, Know...Blind. Blinded by self. Seeking to save victim from aggressor. Both Twisted, Weilded, Rampantly Infused... To destroy one, destroys the other. Frustration kills Desperation. Fury...Fury massacres emotion, A weapon against itself. Could it be? Why? No, not why...What?...Love Suicide.

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Free Advice

Claiming that love
Is terminal dignity
That it's possible
To attach it to pity

To ask nothing...

Sink to you knees
Bend a spine of steel
Throw away respect
For what you feel

To expect nothing...

In the name of love
Take away selfish pride
Rules of a charitable game
By which we must abide

To depend on nothing...

I present to you
A truth you can't deny
To say I Love You
One must first say "I"

Therein lies freedom...