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The Things That Might Have Been

who turned out the light on your front porch that used to shine so bright?
it used to call me from far away in the middle of the night.
now it seems that things have changed, the light no longer shines.
i supoose in the end it's all my fault, i should have seen the signs.

i can't change what might have been, it only eats me up.
i did this for a long time, and filled a bitter cup
with regret and sorrow
and requests to borrow
the time to set things right.

we now move on in seperate paths each happy in our own way;
but i must admit i think of you each time the sky turns grey.

Void

from the shadows i remove my soul
and gaze into this earth shaped hole.

what lies within my fragile mind
in the wake will be left behind.

Untitled Silence

fear is shared between anxiety and tranquility.
lead plated skull breaches under the weight brought on by decades of decadence.
tear out the insides to sow them back.
i hate myself in the moment of tranquility
because i know i'm not worthy of the solace.

I Try...

from the inside i see many things
trapped beside the window to the outside.
i watch as the world passes me by.
heated by the fire my heart still beats cold,
unchanged as my methods consume me.

watch the others led to the end
i slowly push myself into line.
daily actions breed constant changes.

will i ever get back...

offering little resistance i give in to complacent activiy.
cut through my blinded soul
the surgeon can't see an end to this

i try...

Undecided

i am empty, drained of all myself
i lay here frail beside my head
deeper i dig down
the less about me i have found

this mess inside my head
makes me wish that i were dead
i'm so frail and despise
all that i have come to know
swallowed pride passes through
regurgitated spoken lines
i taste the bitterness inside
of the end result of having lied.

Unto The Blissful And Broken

although the luminescent sky has fallen
into a sea of red
and though the stars in your sky of dreams
have burned into the night
do not fear
the unknown near
future that lies ahead.

for if you proceed with trepidation
you will rob yourself of the jubilation
of discovering the path
where hurt and anguish lead.

the path that leads you from bliss to pain
will turn itself around again.
in following it, you will find there is much joy to be found.

In The Balance Of Words And Peace

hiding way inside my mind
i set myself free again
the current of this river of thoughts
carries me away.

why do i run from what i seek
when what i seek sets me free?
bring me solace, bring me pain
just let me kow your name.
i am dying in this space.
i live to die another day
i hang on every word you say
but i can't hold on forever

still i wait for you

Scratching The Surface

i am pale beneath the waters of my soul
digging deep for some sense of purpose
in this fragile mind i hold.
when in doubt, i hold my breath
for air that will not come.

as i climb back up this ledge,
i feel myself letting go.
the answers i seek are things
i feel i should already know.

but in the end, i will suffice
to know i have another vice.
in time, i will replace myself
with who i want to be

what will i become
when i allow my id to overcome
the peace within, and draw myself
to where my joy is none

What Am I Still Doing Here...

run away from all the fear i placed in my heart
i should have known this would have happened right from the start

i sit craving loneliness like the night craves the morning.
push it to the side with all the others i've been ignoring.
it will be ok soon.

my dismay for beauty in the obvious
brings my adoration in the mysterious
rest is a terrible solution for the weary

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