I turn away
only to face
the same way
every day
I turn away
only to face
the same way
every day
The moment is missed
With no second thought
The reality is you lied
You never intended to act
You were content
Where you were
The land was safe
The ground soft
Why leave
Quickly you descended
To your home
Now worried
If you will make it out
The shift of comfort
Turns to torment
You decided
Now you want more
Paralyzed in comfort
You see life move on without you,
The trees grow around you
The ground hardens above you
Your screams absorbed by the wind
You yearn for a seed to fall
To free you from purgatory
to seize your moment once again.
Awake
I sleep
Imagining a time
Where I can be
Free
No worries
No thoughts
No projection
The voice
Engineered
Silent
Muted
To orchestrate
Stars
Chained
By the sun
The release
Blinds
The path
Home
The journey
Strange,
Unyielding\
I follow
Light
To darkness
Alone
Presence
Hides
Listening
I cry
Bones
Don’t dry
Here
Live
Now
Rest.
.
In bed alone
unable to sleep
a young man’s mind
begins to wander.
Retracing his steps
he is at lost for words
as he reaches a ditch.
A ditch
he has dug all day.
A living grave
full of regrets.
A tombstone
covered in shame,
engraved in pain.
Strength removed
he pretends.
Rejecting fate
he extends.
Grabbing hold his power,
filling the hole.
The young man kneels,
He touches the ground,
feeling the weight of gravity,
he flies,
landing in a position of rest,
his mind begins to drift,
as his mask loses its hold
causing his soul wake.
The gates of hell open,
spirits casts upon the face of the earth,
fear prevails
as hearts sink into darkness,
words form out of the holes of iniquity,
provoking the masses to turn,
cities burn,
awakening the souls of three witnesses,
the past enslaves the present,
burning the faithful in their hope,
vapors go up,
reaching beyond the clouds
the cries shake heaven,
seeing love enslaved to fear,
the King is moved,
in meekness He engages his plan,
taking on the onslaught of demons
He reaps,
what was sown,
in darkness
He implants a light,
deep in the hearts,
the eye is sight,
with one blow the demons retreat,
purging the world of fear.
His plan is complete.
Stillness is masked by silence,
the dead awaken and the heart stops,
enslaved by the end,
Stillness is masked by silence,
the dead awaken and the heart stops,
enslaved by the end,
sin shames,
causing pain to reign within,
nothing swallows the whole,
as the blood drains,
filling the nostrils of the lost,
the mind exalts time,
the watchers move in,
expecting the words to be uttered,
suddenly the end comes,
yet nothing occurs,
like the waves beating against the shore,
the end recedes as the sunrises,
light invades
giving way a new day,
freeing stillness to speak…
Cord less interludes,
the fall
rises from the ashes,
ravishing the ground,
enslaving,
the heart,
turned by a hand,
racing
to no end,
avenues are sold,
glories insured,
this is not the plan,
purposed to soar,
the back stays grounded,
comfort replaces uncertainty
the mind clouded,
the turning
subsets the terminal,
the train derails,
at the plea of strangers,
the stop is unwanted,
but accepted with anger,
emotions are not expressed
they are chosen,
words not confessed
are broken,
the screen dims
the cord unplugged…
lights that mingle with darkness,
have no vision,
falling hard,
the hollow offer,
nothing to share,
leveled is the end,
as the Son breaks forth,
darkness mingles with light
vision is free.
Entangled
the journey submits,
nothing begets no thing,
no thing befriends some thing,
some thing becomes something,
something feels,
pain is strengthened,
unyielding
something pushes further,
looking up,
something sees below,
untangling,
something finds,
a spark,
igniting a fire,
that unleashes art.