By: Ezekiel Gonzales
If blood is thicker than water, th… The bitterness that held me back f… Has questioned my thoughts—apologi… When in the hell would I choose t… Loving . . . . I left you behind
“Speak from the heart” What a load of shit Cut straight to the point did this all even matter? From the start, the middle to that…
There, hidden under the bleachers, buried under the bridges, scattere… bound against the shoreline, float… while strapped to a red balloon There, if you pay attention
The rows and pews, the uproar of p… Saint’s can’t tame Hold your hands, pray for the one… The symbol of beauty– of grace and… Let the veil lift from damaged eye…
With something gone, with somethin… an empty hole with an empty mind— There’s nothing to fill who wants it? With something here, with somethin…
The three have descended—have rise… The eldest; a boy made of stone; His heart made of glass and a brai… Yet, he could not speak His mouth was worn down with use
As the collide halts our motion As the beating heart skips a beat We let the crash echo and we run f… I know where hands hold Grasping the broken glass
I see me, far in to the past running with the wind A child with no scars to tell, no… no eyes that bear burdens too heav… recognizing me now is difficult
Let me pop from the grave Again, the sword pierced through But the light in my eyes never die… I pretend the blood and dirt doesn… Dressed in Sunday’s Best
What goes on in that mind? Is it me—us—whispered words of yel… Daisies and lilacs, the pretty wat… Do you wish for more? Worry not your little head
Hearing your voice is like a timel… a sound so pure and untainted by t… The road you took has led you to g… A place I have yet to reach There is no one here to fill that…
Two strangers crossing paths, neve… From the first, to the last Their souls could never be separat… The beginning, the end All that comes, nothing but moment…
When you chose to lay your weapon… I was baffled; we had fought for what’s felt like… Killing our brothers—like savages rabid with a contagious disease
The trenches are alive– the soldie… Ones of hope, others of despair Lifting spirits through the sounds… Among hushed crowds, Children play,
Use me to your advantage I’ll play the part, just for you What is it your heart desires? Kneeling by your feet, I’ll beg—j… Snap and crack my back,