When your grandmother
decided for care and comfort
and laid a string of pearls
across an ocean
it's open depths
yawning the unknown
a depth you could not follow
So you said your prayers
I fell once
To my knees
All I could see
A blur of white and green
Holes in my head
Holes ripped through my heart
A battle of Love
Fought and lost
Sacrifice on the line
Through fractured time
I feel so violated
I feel like isolating myself
I can't even begin to ventilate
All this weight pulling me down
Is this my fate
How often I can’t think straight
May I run away to another state
A noose hung over my bed. Hypnotizing my sight. Swinging sharp rusty pendulum. The sharp edge swung close to my ankles.
A bleak space clouded around the noose. It swung. It swung. It swung. The noose ...
Walking past the door my jacket hits the floor– Pits of lead clatter in its shredded holes
While flakes of crimson peel– all my head will feel
Til I may lay it down is that cold hardness of metal pole...
When I leave you on the wooden chest,
that holds all of your things,
I know that you don't mind.
You know that your not in the way.
I think your just glad I had the strength to leave the house without...
I'd trade many of my tomorrow's,
For one yesterday with you.
I'd give my freedom and be a slave If I knew the offer were true.
We can't get that time back,
and we've got to own it.
So while you busy m...
Protect and Heal Self
Let in the light and let in the healing
Let the good things come appealing
In the name of Yeshua let me see
Let the light grow within me
Let healing take place
Let a smile grace ...
I asked Silence
What was reason
Is it the same as meaning?
Surely, it couldn't be.
Beating Wild in this chest
To keep this meaning
Do we curl in around our...
Into the shadow mall we go... All the blacked out windows have so many treasures. Broken things for a Broken time in a Broken world for you and an eye!
These steps echo down dark hallways always the s...
Matchbox marauders about 16th street having left its host whose pockets remain vacant. All joints have been digested. Pocket books fled to a region where minds still produce nutrients. 'Life savings' ...
Wind on the Hill
No one can tell me,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.
It's flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn't keep up with it,
Not if I ran.
He peels back layer after layer, once again He now sees within
Scars that ache, a heart that's Always been broken
Devoid of skin, he finds a soul
Patiently waiting with arms open
He turns; He's afraid...
I hear soft crying,
as I am resting in bed.
I can’t seem to open my eyes.
The sound of the crying fades away
as I hear a gentle whisper say
In that eternal moment
I feel the sense of w...
What do I have left to offer?
Am I a pig that’s off to slaughter? Well-wishing for a better future Doesn’t make this noose looser
It tightens around my neck
Constricting and restricting air until deat...
you're not real, well i'm not either
the wax moon melts and we are the fever
i know i'm stoned and a sloppy mess
but would my heart fit into the hole in your chest
a ripple on my cue in the grand lake...
The dogs are after me
First there was just one, a little slow
I stay ahead of it, breaking for the building.
But then, in some trees, I see the silhouette of another.
It's a pack, and they know I'm he...
Once upon a time
Mr & Mrs Scurravin sat on a log
They had had a lot of time to think over it
It had seemed like a good idea at the time
Nobody was around
and it was very, very quiet.
They started off ...