Light the path to the inner garden – Don’t touch the apples, they’re plagued with pardons Follow its twists through a thick dark maze, between the mountains and around shallow graves You’ll find my heart in the center of things – Twisted, rusted gates guarding dreams a good life brings #T Advertisements
I am weightless – I’ll still be me even if I weighed less. An infinitely indescribable description of a very personal and penetrating emotion – diving down deep and lifting life higher than could have ever been realistically reached on my own. An unstoppable laughter, an inconceivable tear, ground-breaking and earth-shattering at the same time.…… Continue reading Beckon the heart
I’ve learned to live inside my words,express my self in schemes – Pouring all the passion into thought and lucid dreams I’d tear it all apart if I thought it would help stretch my seams – I’d scream it all to pieces if I thought I’d get some sleep I’d die one thousand times…… Continue reading Lucid Living
Encasing the heart within love bound leather Tying delicate strings with the hands of another Knowing what it’s like to truly feel that cold…Living life in the depths of December Goose bumps and flutter byes, the heart’s forgot it’s beat Landing and loving; living beneath soil under my feet Love bound hands willingly return hearts…… Continue reading Love bound -2016
First time to see, first time to hear Sucking your fingers and crying in fear. Falling to dust, a mindless touch Endlessly shoveling, exhuming the trust The more you shovel every heart The faster you dig – all the more rot and fall apart. Sometimes the endless struggle to keep on seeing Is all that…… Continue reading Fragmented Hearts
*Original written in 2009 A conversation between heart and mind? or conscious and subconscious? I am your rock. When you’re alone, when your inner strength reaches its pinnacle Know that all things strong have a weakness – summon past strengths found for future times when heartbreak is unavoidable. It helps no one to be solid…… Continue reading Painful Thought – Disjointed
Hearts sewn together with a dark string of fates Pierced straight through the middle – settling betwixt time and space. Weaving in and out, removing sticks and stones Wrapped up in time spent thread – between the feet and around the toes.