Labyrinth of the Physical FormYou dare to wander throughout the catacombsAnd search every scum-filled cornerIn search of something you may never find.Be careful,For the blood dripping down the walls will stain your white shirtAnd the grim underneath will wear your feet down.You'll become entangled in the tendrils of my faults,And the sins will ensnare you in a death grip.The air is suffocatingAnd the walls drip with poison of the mind.The inner passageTo my heart, somehow still beating,Is not worthwhile,Yet you insist on finding the meThat's still lost in a dream.You shine so brightIn my darkness,I don't want to put you out.
Burning IgnoranceIf you cracked my heart open like an egg,You'd see all my love that would seep through the cracks.You might also see the not-so-pleasant stuffDripping like tar onto your unblemished white skin,Burning it raw in its midst.I want so desperatelyFor you to knowThat I could never hate youBecause you're that type of flawless,Perfect personThat I could never be lucky enoughTo have love all my not-so-pleasant stuff.So,I'll keep it all inside,Because ignorance is blissAnd you're blissful.
IntrepidI have to let go,BecauseIf I don't jump,I may never fly.Dead weightDisintegratesAnd the fragments are carried in the embrace of the wind.I've never feltSo safe and soundAnywhere else but here,Falling blindly.A tear escapesFrom the corner of someone's eyeAs the ground grows closer.I have lived a thousand livesIn this moment.A smile is etched onto my faceAnd the tear hits the ground.
Water Runs in My Veins I break the surface and feel the waves embrace my into their icy, yet soothing arms. Once I am completely immersed, every inch of my skin tingles. My bones seem to melt to match the temperature of the water, and my movements become fluid. I deftly plunge deeper, feeling both the cold and the warmth rush past me with every stroke. The pulse of the ocean beats against my skin; it is alive. I open my eyes to take in the scene. I can't see clearly, the images are blurred. Still, I can make out soft hues of color. I reach out and feel the hard, smooth surface of a rock, resting amongst others. I feel a rigid plant, and my hand even grazes the backs of a couple of slimy fish. With each connection made by my senses, I feel a rush of adrenaline. I am truly unlimited when I'm under the sea; my fears have been washed away by the white waves. Growing excited, I continue to venture deeper into the dark depths. Soon, I feel wisps of seaweed brush up against me, tickling
Depicting LunacyThe moon leaks through the blinds,Casting a shrine on the wall.Light blue starlight(cascading loneliness)Provides solaceAnd my hands are perspiringAs they twist in the sheets.My eyelashes graze the pillow,And my heart drops to my stomach.Plop.
The Fault in the Silver-liningDid you knowThat when my eyes are cloudedAnd my mind is emptyI can hear the clock ticking,Counting each worthless second gone by.Do matter how hard I try,My heart won't beat in unisonWith the indefinite continuationOf life.Did you knowThat when I lay with my ear close to the groundI can hear the pulse of the earth beneath me.It slowly spins,So aliveYet filled with the dead.Did you also knowThat when the blood rushes through my body,I can hear the wind tremble and quakeWith a familiar fear.It shuddersBecause it knows its fleeting existenceWill slip through the world's fingers.Did you knowThat I'm afraid of that too?
Our WorldTonight we shall awakeAnd we'll feel better;While scars dictate out a eulogyBefore icicle stars drip a lakeOf blood and ink.And our life is scribedAnd our destiny transcribedUpon ozone highways ofA time swept letter.Tonight we shall smileAnd we'll be fine;While bones taunt us in penuryOut of sync to heart's design:Never will we blink.And our strife is mystifiedAnd our history pacifiedTowards x-ray epitaphs onA lunar forged shrine.Tonight we shall glowAnd we'll fly high;As souls sing forth in melodyTo harp string's of an angel's sigh,But joy fades in a wink.And we're aliveThere's nothing we can't surviveAnd we're a mysteryTo bandaged eyes living misery.So let's set things right!Let's burn out tonight!Set the world alightWith the unity of our cries,Never to let the flames burn lowNor to allow our nightmaresPermission to fester and grow.So let's set things right!Tonight we shall awakeAnd even if it kills us;The world. Our world.Will be alright.
Blink.there's a futureI don't wantto plan,apast I don'twant to let go,and a present fullof love,of distance intimacyI hold closest,and peoplewho knowmy storybecause it runsso deeply with their own.and in the balanceof all of thisis where my story sitsblinking cursor-
Send HelpI'm stuck in the middleOf this never endingBody of waterExpecting someoneTo throw me a life jacketBut all they're doingIs throwing me anchors
The Word RoseAnd from the blue and cotton clouds,Out forth I plucked for you -A single word rose.Notebook petals, blooming in the bloodOf scarlet love,Dripping sweet melodies from high aboveShowering us in an embracing flood.It was a single word roseAnd upon it was written your heartIn the form of a hundred rhymesPlaying out your song,Your beautiful songAnd nothing could let it fall apart.And from the blue and cotton clouds,Out forth I plucked for you -A single word rose.Poetic thorns, glaring through the galeOf obsidian disgust,Sneering dark voices of our innocent lustWhispering to us of that word rose pale.It was a single word roseAnd within it was hidden my heartIn the form of a thousand crimesWeeping all my sins,All my blackest sinsBut no one ever saw me fall apart.And from the blue and cotton clouds,Out forth I plucked for you -A single word rose.Word rose, oh where are you?Word rose, ah shining in the blue,You hide my secrets andCover yourself in her heart.Wor
Lion HeartI am a girl of the sunand lion blood pumpsthrough my veins.
Late nightAll alone in my roomSurrounded by darknessThe clock keeps tickingTime doesn't stopAnd there I layMy mind wanderingWhile I waitFor another day to come
Morning ButterflyTo those who should live when our stars collide,Suffocating innocence is but a dying light.