Ballad

The cold lounge of my tired heart rests in a cage where birds live. To suffer the eruption of my mind, I have swollen my past. Tender, and starving, my past has become nothing more than a numb-pulsating tumor. It's just something to feel inside of me. Like a hollow man built to be free, I have found myself imprisoned. No faith to walk in, just a shadow to my path. "Sacred" are the heart(s) on my hands, but "I bleed only what you see". The necessities of her rigid dress leave me begging in front of the "giving tree" once again. A shadow (nothing more than an endless shade) is the fear that has been following me ever since. But I shall confront the fear, like the teachings from my Teacher. Fear is the prison of an already freed man. The harsh example of death; knowing you have finished but not fulfilled. Continuously leaves a man, turn to a ghost, turn from giving to want, turn to dust. The moment I realized I was lost, empty and naked was when faith shined like a light on this empty ocean. Diamonds reflecting to my eyes, I began to walk on water. Rich in love, I have loved myself, nothing else mattered. No, not vain, just appreciative to be in a place where angels couldn't be. Soon though, not long, my stories will be revealed as I tell them to all the children in heaven. The life I live, was something much more to give. The Empire in ME; heaven built inside of me. Everything I was searching for, was planted in my heart. I destroyed myself, so I could bloom. I have loved.

Resting Asleep

Christ. Dreaming I was awake, when I should be asleep. Just pull the curtain to close the window. Give me a chance to forgive the pain. My mind has always been a liar but I'm sure of it now that you're real. The way you dance inside my heart, pumps blood through my veins. I'm sure I can leave town again, forget all the emptiness inside my head. To believe that there was once a story of your smile looking back at me, in the reflection of your image in the water. Oh I swear drowning wouldn't be so bad, even if the currents take us whole. We float onto the sunset. But I fought the storm, as I kept pushing on. To take the rain and the wind, I am the earth quake. I self destruct as I crumble in a faithless dream, I bring everything down with me. Frozen, we found hope, but none of this is real because I created this chaos. A bed of sleepless hollows and the horrors of failures keeping us awake at night. To dream of nothingness is to avoid anything of reality. To be sure of death, we must wake up first. We must wake up and never sleep again. Forgive ourselves for the mess we've made. Salvation is the glory that arises with the sun. Even the light sleeps through the night. We have found each other, now we can live. "Welcome to your existence, that floats graciously in the green pastures of eternal life, in heaven." And breathe our love.

Blossoming The Seed

I am born into the strength of my own soul. The light that creeps out of darkness, breathes life into my lungs. The weather of the storm teaches me not to be moved, or shaken, but feared. It is the "fear" of the fearless of which has feared me the most. But, it is the fear that let's me know everyday, that I can change the outcome. Uncontrolled by the power of love, what can tear this skin we live in, to break this repetitive journey. What seems like a growing wake in the night, is only a fickle of one's journey breaking the future. We are lived.

Leaving, We Are Found

Give me a smile to fill this grave. We are alive, all the lovers will see, there are no more ghosts here or shattered dreams. Stand clear, fight what you can't see. I have sewn my past, now the colors fade the future. We were born to be free, faith; so it seems, we are floating, flying, we are leaving. And never coming back. Love, is dead to the world. Sing loud to fill the air, as the earth spins, everyone will panic with such an angelic feeling. Sadness sparks the sunrise, God sheds his light on everyone. What became the outcome, has left us in want. The coward may fear his life, but he enslaves his soul. To control what we know, we must let go of who we are. This world is temporary, just like our bodies. We have been slowly decaying since birth. Live and love freely, forget yourself.

Downpour

This parasite is thickening underneath the skin, underneath the mind. Planting the evil seed from the root to the weed. I've become nothing I ever was, and I am everything I needed to be. All in all, we have fled from the gardens, to the heavens. The ability to panic has stretched our nerves, we find ourselves continuously breaking. What seemed like a dying day, has surely quenched my thirst for living. Now we break the ties and swallow the currents. Let the hurricane shower in me. To hell with these evil minions and all things hollowed of love. The tongues of dying men can drag me deep into the darkness of the ocean, but evil will have to lurk in light to find me. I've said all I needed to say, now shut the grave. Unbreakable hearts and minds; will Live Long in time, smile on.

Live

Never let the media tell you how to dress or act. Never idolize those who tell you how to live your life. Drugs and alcohol cannot be who you are, so don't become them. Money is something we all need, never let it control your happiness. Hope is for those who don't have faith. Perfect the imperfections. Stop searching and find. Believe, but do not judge. The outcome of our lives is not about how long we live, but how fulfilling we live our lives. Always remember, this world is not our home, its ok if you don't belong. The emptyness we feel, is the love we lack. Drown in it.

Branches To Leaves

I cast the first stone into the river, as I watch these dreams ripple away. To separate it's reflection. To ignite the desperation with failure, the water becomes calm again. O' Unfaithful One, choking in the undertow. Why have we been suffering for attention, was it the mirrors reflection, that gave us insecurities? Could it be, this is pure beauty? Watching a collapsed heart fall to the ground, the pieces devouring the floor. Maybe life is dead. But this earth isn't cut up and plain anymore. This earth is shared. Restored to faith. We build an Empire to withstand these evil waves. Gasp life into these lungs, give a chance to live again. All the heaven that we need, is the air that we breathe. And we are faced, with nothing else that is real.