(2013)
Eyes are shifting Slowly sifting Through the darkness Of the scrying glass, Hours spent staring
You dance to the angels’ Song of life Completely unaware That God choreographed Your whole existence
Sometimes I feel myself Willing to cry And sad over nothing I can remember That would make me upset
Sitting on the bed And sometimes laying down The chill from the AC Is too uncomfortable I recoil from the breeze
To tell the truth Most things are easy And I’m the one To destroy simplicity And blow things far
I pretend I know everything, Or that I can do anything, But I don’t, And I can’t. Sure I may act
I walk through rivers, valleys, fo… Exploring all my thoughts Dreaming peacefully Things made up and memories Talking to friends and enemies
Passing Time I spend my days Falling through the glass That is our fragile world Chasing something
I’m like one of those people Who says that music is my soul Except it’s not Because music is meaningful And music drowns out noise
In the morning wake And breathe fresh air To distract my thoughts From a recent nightmare Then go through processes
I’m like a broken plate That you threw on the ground Because you were upset But no matter what you do You can never fix it
Long thin lines Across skin Placed there Upon day’s end Old ones pink
I want to be the one You tell your problems to, Because no one else seems to liste… I want to be the one Who understands you,
The air conditioner blows On high And the sound Reminds me of small monsters. A clattering starts
Scars on legs And scars on arms Incisions on bodies And stitches for sealing Cuts and scrapes