people with matchbook eyes
decipher which way we tick
seven strikes on film
like the broken bird upon your chest
past the point of declaration
stumble through sober breaths
collapse against these mirrors
mistakes end the colors inside my head
can’t choose my face out of obscurity
words take the young from the distance
remember figures like pin-point dreams
a horseman lost in their hands
break the kite against imagination
pick apart realization
a million red balloons burst from your eyes
drive through the wall before it’s all gone too far
my true reflection half-disguised
don’t waste your breath with this disease
lost suggestions wasted upon the shore
knocking on hidden doors
can’t find the words in your eyes to pave the distance
can’t find a way out
men waste away fallen with haste
laughter half-spoken splinters a faceless disguise
patients watch children draw through magazines
lost in hospital wards to count away time
colors in the hall ingest the future sparked like multiplicity
eyes stab my insecurities
every witness they guide to the promise land
every weakness torn apart by forgiveness
which way we break the days of turmoil
men stand in the distance
break apart their pride through shores on the hill
run through time falling like horsemen
every book on film torn through the wind
I catch you in the distance in a figurine
men locked across voices
drive past my youth to breach the hidden voices
a hundred visions lost upon time
shape my words like telegraphic skies
a longshot to every fortitude
I see a million colors in the wind
to break through the locks
to withstand the beauty of a hundred pieces
to pray against a memory gone astray
I see you in the distance
to walk the waters one more time
to wash a million sins away
I see you in the distance
to walk the waters one more time
Shattered Mind 