DEPRESSION
It rests upon me A silent partner Waiting to choke The life out of me
LEAVING YOU COLD
There is a coldness that has nothing to do with temperature and if you aren’t careful with your heart you’ll understand what I mean. They say things They don’t mean And pretend Until you believe Until you trust But pay attention And you’ll hear And you’ll see The deception They weave They craft To fool…
CAN’T BREATH
When you can’t breath to think And you can’t think to act And you can’t act to change And you can’t change because You can’t breath
FINDING HAPPY
Sometimes the road parts And there is nothing there for you One takes you up the other down And neither one leads to happy Nothing but trouble and worry So do you stay? Do you stand still? Keep what you have and wait? Or do you head off road… off map Find that happy you…
ONLY ONE
He stood silent Staring at hands Full of broken dreams The beating was soft Barely just an echo A life fading And it was him Who cried for it The small heart Made for only one
LIKE A LIGHTHOUSE
The moment was magic Erasing every little doubt Like a lighthouse beaming Peering deep into the dark The ghosts stopped haunting And the devils stood in awe For there was no other alive Not ever To silence her darkness With one little smile
REST DEEP
I’m going under And the pain is cold And the rushing grabs hold And won’t let me go Hopeless moments bleed Into the sinking ground And I can’t move I can’t reach out And I’m swallowed As the world sings Stay beneath You aren’t good enough To walk among us
BACK TO HUMAN
My spirit flies Through golden veins That speak with Treasure tongues Hands full of stones Crush my heart Into gravely dust Until I find my way Back to human again
WE ARE DESTRUCTION
What was the purpose When it all feels useless What if she just called Life’s perverse bluff The universe lied The greatest distraction The boldest cruelty The sunsets, the dawn The rain showers The ocean waves The destruction of life Held by them all Quietly waiting For us to understand There’s nothing But pain in…
AND YET LOVE
Survival means Breathing dust made of glass Heartache like stickpins Racing through veins It means sucking up lava And spitting out shards of ice It’s walking on rusty nails And bleeding out your disease It’s burdening cancerous boils Of sadness and despair As love works it’s magic Making all the hard stuff Worth the surviving
