I sit here next to a fire.
Fire which was lit by you
You who never seem to be here
Here where there is love
Love for how you are so much more
More which you have passed to me
Me why, you choose I will never know.
Know when i live ideal reality.
Reality which has you and the rest.
Rest when? Till you get here.
Here where the is love.
Love for you.
One voice.
One small quiet voice
Few have ever heard it
I'd like to say they have all enjoyed it
This small tiny quiet voice few have heard
Locked inside.
A weak little thing I don't even listen to
A thing I have denied forever
This voice inside me
You think you'd listen to it
It is always there.
Since before birth,
and sometimes
after death.
But I can't listen to it
Sometimes I hear it
Feel it.
Pushing its will through me
But it is too impassioned to ignore
Both halves
Pushing and pulling
A strong voice inside me
That only a privilege few have heard
Closer to me then I let most get
Come
Listen to my heart.
Let me
life is a colorblind walk.
You see everything as you want to.
it may be right
possibly wrong
but who will tell you otherwise.
Not i, i will tell you mien
not yours.
who cares if you see your life
as you want to
for you are the only one
who knows it all, as it is.
of course not much can be
told of it
to personal
you say
push away
not a key
to your life
how you live it
do you know who watches you?
the raven that spies...
learns, always caring
watching after you
do you know what it has seen you do?
do you care?
would you be ashamed?
You thought
You wandered
You came to your own thoughts
you came to your own conslusions
Well let me tell you, You are.
Well let me tell you, you can't
You say to yourself, your fiction
You say to me, your truth
Tell me your life
Tell me your sins
If you wish to be heard
if you wish to be scornd
You want punishment?
You want truth
are you here for what you want
are you here to prove some one else
Come to me, i will tell you
come to me, i will give you
Truth
Truth of morals
you broke
you thought
your end
your distruction
of once what you were
of once what you loved
Cry me tears
cry me a bloody river
you may be chang
Who is that person.
Man
Woman
Child
Adult
Or something
OF none.
You hate the labels
But stick them
To every
single
person
you
meet
.....Everyone
MALE
FEMALE
EMO
POPULAR
ANGRY
STRIAGHT
GAY
BI
happily you do so
While cursing every person you
hear labeling you.
You think
"They have no right
They don't know me
They can't tell
They just need to"
but then you go and say
"He has no right
She doesn't know me
IT can't tell
I just need to"
Right?
WRONG
Open those stupid shadow-burnt eyes.
if i were to ask you, to live in my shoes
For me who gave them up
in the best and worst possible way.
on the bridge of life
so they wouldn't get wet with the rest of me.
Would you dawn them as i once did and continue their travels for me?
live what they shouldn't have paused to live
for me, a complete and utter stranger of night
and continue where i stoped
leave your own shoes in the stead of mine
bring to bear a new chapter of truth and such
to tongues untouched
but by an untraveled foot and sock
would you learn my secert ways of tieing them
that each seperate shoe doth have?
find the hidden bus money i put there to foget till
I sit here next to a fire.
Fire which was lit by you
You who never seem to be here
Here where there is love
Love for how you are so much more
More which you have passed to me
Me why, you choose I will never know.
Know when i live ideal reality.
Reality which has you and the rest.
Rest when? Till you get here.
Here where the is love.
Love for you.
One voice.
One small quiet voice
Few have ever heard it
I'd like to say they have all enjoyed it
This small tiny quiet voice few have heard
Locked inside.
A weak little thing I don't even listen to
A thing I have denied forever
This voice inside me
You think you'd listen to it
It is always there.
Since before birth,
and sometimes
after death.
But I can't listen to it
Sometimes I hear it
Feel it.
Pushing its will through me
But it is too impassioned to ignore
Both halves
Pushing and pulling
A strong voice inside me
That only a privilege few have heard
Closer to me then I let most get
Come
Listen to my heart.
Let me
How does it feel?
that ring
a'round slender
more then they can understand
that which is
invaulible to life
a symbol of more
how does it sound
the kneeling
the consentance of life
coursing through the thin
once living that holds
that ring
never understood
inquired
detailed story
lost
found
how does it feel,
that,
shiner?
In the ends
if it were to happen
in the ends
it would be abrupt
if it were to happen
it would be from lack
it would be abrupt
if it were to happen
it would be abrupt
a sudden click
and a heart is locked away
easily retrieved
with many more
the broken bits
lye about,
the broken bits
cast away as easy a crumbled list
lye about,
too be forgotten
but not too all,
the broken bits
cast away as easy a crumbled list
too be forgotten
It is easy to forgive,
one lash or two
it is easy to forgive
a single lie,
one lash or two
but punishment
oh the torture
it is easy to forgive
but only till the tree doth grow
and the su
I work the mines
you know
he once said to
me, I.
In return I gave-a
Hey Look
I do not care
one bit.
What you do or
do not
where you work long
late nights.
Just come home safe
to Me,
I. And in one
Single peice
That was the last
the only
words we that
or any
late night in hope.
that the
next day wouldn't be
our last
I, me took
never a thought
back to
those sad evening thoughts
ever again.
We had other things
to occupy
our late nights fully.
-The Tree-
I hate this tree
this tree that blocks my view
blocks my view of the sunset
of the sunset i see an eighth
i see an eighth every evening
every evening from my porch
from my porch it is dull.
I hate this tree
this tree must come down
come down my wife insists.
my wife insists, i promise.
I promise to take it down
take it down i will
i will and our view will change
will change to perfection.
I hate this tree
this treeing is coming down
coming down and out of view
out of our view was also behind this tree
behind this tree was the sunset
the sunset over a sea as far as one could see
a sea as far as one could see o
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