We walk those miles with each steep to be another laugh or chuckle about the more preferred places we could have nestled away our transportation. The moon to be lightly seen next to the mellow blue sky's. Our words overheard our care passed to the side as it is fine we are who we are not to be judged. The dirt would feel dry and uncomfortable on skin yet it marks our destination so we hold it high. The vehicles poorly placed and quickly abandoned. The sound of horns aside yelling excitement spontaneously sprouting in the air.
We with each steep found the color bloom from finger tips and spreed by hope. Nudging excuse me left and right, hold my hand follow me into the light. Follow as I show you the color of the wind hold me tight let us not part. Flowers break from the soil embracing newly cycled light,Trees re welcoming the spring.
Follow me under clearly blue set sky's fighting through the numbers upon numbers compiling inspiration. Mind your steep, not to slip, trip or fall we will arrive soon.Chanting beating in our heart making hands rise to the sky's above. Numbers nearing there end, suspense passed with a whisper to continue. A deep breath grabbing your heart from leaping out your chest.
Color blinding our sense of sound and direction. I am nestled in a cloud away from the touch I call reality. A foot a way in the clearance I see your smile and cant restrain my self from enjoying the same. I would leap forward to embrace my joy with a sealed kiss, but my heart refuses to take that risk. Coughing up my lungs and that sharp pain that drys my thought she holds me.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
I am sorry to be.
You were right beside me, I remember it like yesterdays rain.
I keep screaming, I keep shouting, I keep trembling in the thought.
If love is true hold my anger back tame the lion with in.
The thought to be a fight the current always wins.
From the license plates of your home, to the songs you'd always hum.
I am right here trembling in the actions my mind processes.
You make me week with every word to be an end.
I will hold you at bay to know your not a friend.
I keep it locked away apart from the pain that you send.
I am sorry to be so, I am sorry to be the burden hiden away in your bed.
Oh, I am sorry to be.
I keep screaming, I keep shouting, I keep trembling in the thought.
If love is true hold my anger back tame the lion with in.
The thought to be a fight the current always wins.
From the license plates of your home, to the songs you'd always hum.
I am right here trembling in the actions my mind processes.
You make me week with every word to be an end.
I will hold you at bay to know your not a friend.
I keep it locked away apart from the pain that you send.
I am sorry to be so, I am sorry to be the burden hiden away in your bed.
Oh, I am sorry to be.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Love IN Direct Solar Atmosphere Yelling
Not a day to pass with out the thought of the love I once knew. I will fly to the end of this universe just to bring you back to solid ground. Your name leaves tides pushing my heart to the core of my stomach.Oh how I love you, this is beyond me it feels like stardust lifting me away, now the fires flickering out. You flush me dry of contemplation its as if we to be the unbroken unspoken love. The love pulls me out of bed with the memory of your touch see I shake that same pain. I wish it to be gone, but my love can not be forgotten or even masked with these assorted chemicals.
I would walk those miles just to know I could hear your voice. You are my only hope, have you forgotten those barriers I broke? The barriers I took a chisel and chiseled away speck by speck, brick by brick.I cant hold my breath any longer you left and I cant find the puzzle pieces to fit. Have you ever trembled in your own lonesome? My life was easily mapped holding your tears back. My love for you has me frightened to the point I cant hold my hand out any longer to watch it be ignored. So here is your chance if your heart bares my name come home, I am waiting.
These past months fighting the contortionist from my head have been meaningless worthless. Your still tossing your fingers through my hair, your still there. Your words hurt you seem to pitch a hard one. Each blow, each direct hit has been tearing me down to the point I am kissing the ground. I love you so I would do most almost any thing just to show that my heart beats for you. The places I have been, the people I heard, Not a word or sight above yours.
I would walk those miles just to know I could hear your voice. You are my only hope, have you forgotten those barriers I broke? The barriers I took a chisel and chiseled away speck by speck, brick by brick.I cant hold my breath any longer you left and I cant find the puzzle pieces to fit. Have you ever trembled in your own lonesome? My life was easily mapped holding your tears back. My love for you has me frightened to the point I cant hold my hand out any longer to watch it be ignored. So here is your chance if your heart bares my name come home, I am waiting.
These past months fighting the contortionist from my head have been meaningless worthless. Your still tossing your fingers through my hair, your still there. Your words hurt you seem to pitch a hard one. Each blow, each direct hit has been tearing me down to the point I am kissing the ground. I love you so I would do most almost any thing just to show that my heart beats for you. The places I have been, the people I heard, Not a word or sight above yours.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
With cliped wings
Here I stand above lights that burn my breath away, the kind of moment your heart beats to the back of your chest. Your legs begin to shake, tremble with the wind. The dirt shifting and all you can hear is the echo of rocks tumbling of cliffs. I say let it come for me, we spend are whole life's waiting. Here's my chance to grab a hold of every last bit of will to live. I am moving as fast as the current will take me, as fast as my will to be lets.
I set my wings into play and trip of that cliff. My wings like my will to be clipped with another memory of the vague lips that would tie me from the tongue. I was speech less, breath less and now I am here above the city whispering its never enough. I tumble much like that rock crumbling with each contacting blow. I will hold my breath for the one that says nothing, but how the storm comes rumbling in.
Catching dirt between my lips and holding rocks between my fingertips. I am with the sky with its currents swept me away. Hold my slow pumping heart because as soon as I land it will surely seize to beat. Coming closer to the greenery which glows my name.
Tied from the feet I will hang from this tree color seems to fade when your upside down. Black comes vividly as the blossom trees start to bloom. A bird with broken wings flutters hope with each effort to be right.
I set my wings into play and trip of that cliff. My wings like my will to be clipped with another memory of the vague lips that would tie me from the tongue. I was speech less, breath less and now I am here above the city whispering its never enough. I tumble much like that rock crumbling with each contacting blow. I will hold my breath for the one that says nothing, but how the storm comes rumbling in.
Catching dirt between my lips and holding rocks between my fingertips. I am with the sky with its currents swept me away. Hold my slow pumping heart because as soon as I land it will surely seize to beat. Coming closer to the greenery which glows my name.
Tied from the feet I will hang from this tree color seems to fade when your upside down. Black comes vividly as the blossom trees start to bloom. A bird with broken wings flutters hope with each effort to be right.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Lost
Take me from thy string that latch me dry. I am one with the earth as I of it.
So here I am waiting for the moment,You lift me from thy burdens and take me from my scars. Not a flower to bloom, blossom with out. Waiting for that moment because I am yours as you are myn. Through my touch and speech you will feel my love and there it will set you free. My lungs grow wherry as my mind goes dark. Yet that spark in the sky appears to be falling. As I to be a falling star, as we all know to burn out.
So push me back in that orbit and make me thrive with fire that glows within. Love me not for I am sin. You to be an angle flap your wings and make me breath.
So here I am waiting for the moment,You lift me from thy burdens and take me from my scars. Not a flower to bloom, blossom with out. Waiting for that moment because I am yours as you are myn. Through my touch and speech you will feel my love and there it will set you free. My lungs grow wherry as my mind goes dark. Yet that spark in the sky appears to be falling. As I to be a falling star, as we all know to burn out.
So push me back in that orbit and make me thrive with fire that glows within. Love me not for I am sin. You to be an angle flap your wings and make me breath.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
To experience the 4th dimension
I am in love with Carl Sagan. He is an astronomer creator of Cosmos the tv series and the author of The Demon Haunted World, Contact, Cosmos.I promise you will not regret watching this because astronomy is fascinating, fuck you if you do not agree.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnURElCzGc0
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnURElCzGc0
Monday, March 8, 2010
Somthing in the way you move.
The one who made it possible to fly is now in my dreams, thoughts among me like the ghost you cant see. She slips in my bed ridding me of much needed slumber. I would run if it wasn't with in me but you see her name is coercing through my vain. Thoughts haunt overwhelmingly, the pain is in plane sight don't you see. Dissect me you will witness she is within the depth of my heart and marked in the core of my brain. I have been stolen, taken sold for sin.
Did the tree sprout branches then leaves now the breeze to carry me a stray. I am one with the wind in your arms, no one could love you more. Swept from my balance bruising my knees shackled and chained pushed to seas. I will drown in the presence of these sharks, you truly do leave marks to be reckoned with. I am with out you to face an endless desert marching to the horizon with the taste of grit, salt and ashes.
The feeling swelled with in me killing my pace. Once again tossed off my feet begging you please have mercy on me. Alone scared I swallow my pride. I feel your pain not a sun to rise only rain. I miss you much and through your touch I was capable to fly.
Did the tree sprout branches then leaves now the breeze to carry me a stray. I am one with the wind in your arms, no one could love you more. Swept from my balance bruising my knees shackled and chained pushed to seas. I will drown in the presence of these sharks, you truly do leave marks to be reckoned with. I am with out you to face an endless desert marching to the horizon with the taste of grit, salt and ashes.
The feeling swelled with in me killing my pace. Once again tossed off my feet begging you please have mercy on me. Alone scared I swallow my pride. I feel your pain not a sun to rise only rain. I miss you much and through your touch I was capable to fly.
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