I am just hanging on to the tail of a beast, not the head of the demon.
Choice has only given me two options
I want to let go, , I do,
I speak to the walls around me; I tell them who I am
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It begins..
Waking with a heart beat I can hear,
I’m alive.
I know what today shall be.
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Even the gloomy nights of death hold fine secrets
The key?
Delve into the reflection of the heart
Express it with a bursting force
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I find it awfully hard to express myself trough words.
Words are limited.
They can’t taste a feeling or smell the hart.
So I prefer to use imagination.
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Lord, you kept my soul from the pit of hell.
Once secure, I thought I would never slip.
When you withdrew your spirit, I fumbled.
But I place my trust in you, the almighty g-d
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Living the dream of truth,
Praying for truth of the dream,
Knowing it’s not what it seems.
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Young naked sheep scatter in schools of fools.
This is all unknown at the time of the first cage.
Run… Where? ..Don’t stop.
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Look..
Inside my pupils, , see a hole
A stab from the spade
, A dug up soul.
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My soul has moved from the calm waters of desire,
Up to and into the cave of love that shoots hot flames,
A flame trying to escape its wick.
My soul Ready to expire.
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As they took terns speaking of pain
As they took pleasure in the pasts
As they smiled, as they cried,
Silence spoke at last
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I know what I saw when I was on the silver bench of death
I know what I saw with the eyes of my heart.
I saw connection,
Strings pulling people.
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I am now sitting outside
The people pass me by
Look at me with wide eyes
Whisper with voices too loud
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I remember seeing him for the first time-
He was sitting hunch backed, he was smoking, He was thinking,
I spoke to him and realized he was not thinking, he was dreaming
When his voice hit my ear, I had to close my eyes
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oh, you cant relate to my life
my life is simple
my life is good
i wish i could tell you what its like on the other side
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Conversations With Space
I am just hanging on to the tail of a beast, not the head of the demon.
Choice has only given me two options
I want to let go, , I do,
I speak to the walls around me; I tell them who I am
I know they have a master; one they don’t question.
I want to be still with peace, , I do
I am trying to catch the tail of an angel
She keeps running,
I keep slipping.
The smell of white powder hunts me as I sleep
It makes me run with no choice, ,
What do I tell the walls, how to I explain my faults
If space is only imagination
And words keep changing
And thoughts have 2 meanings
And dark is light and light is dark
And wisdom is not, if not for love
And love is not, if not for fear
And fear is only from wisdom.