people with matchbook eyes
can’t understand which way we tick
seven strikes on film
like the broken bird upon your chest
now I know
stumble through sober breaths
collapse those mirrors
matchbook eyes (old lyrics)
Category: bell jar
“in love with a ghost”
In love with a ghost
Afraid of the world given to me
Breaking down a memory ward
Voices falling from heaven
Locked in trespass…a room…a prison meant to carry on
Faces scattering watching time burn
Sketching out the hidden souls before they disappear
Look towards the sky but it’s all allusion
Mistakes filmed beyond sources agonized through experiment
Perspectives damages
Treating a disease falling from the asylum pushed past incurable regret
Disordered thoughts avoiding destination
Too blind to see the world
Voices demanding solitary confession
Collecting desires…pushing towards the hill
Treating the broken corners driven by unstable minds
Truth slipping away
Empathy washing away their skin
At the gates I can see their faces
Voices breaking down these fences of my heart
Shaking a bell to heaven…don’t let it burn from implication
“skin shedding newspaper print”
Colors masquerade to pivot the clocks
Statues drop through an epidemic
Well aware of the fault burning through the sun
Visions on their minds
Step across madness like discarded emotion
Skin shedding newspaper print like future traces
Shift and collapse to witness imagination
painted across windshields crushed with desire
Like a book pressing on your imagination
Writing against a hope fascinating a million crowds
break my back to kickstart emotions fueling this crowd
Secrets belong across a billion billboards across the sky
Shaking words in your eyes to dissolve every ounce of doubt half-traced from the timeline
“a blinding light across the waters to bring us together”
lost in the damaged emotions charged against the wires in your mind
stand still across the skies in preservation
try to control my emotions while the world falls against the shores inside your voice
I gave you all my dreams to perspire without a trace
left in the blinding lights on this bridges watching the ground shake with sound
colors beating faster through the streets to trace the ghosts in my vision
you are all that is left on my mind
to write a million letters waiting for tomorrow
all the memories we had walking by like impacted monuments
breaking the footsteps in my mind to watch for the numbing of the needle
when the streets bleed for crime all I have is your voice in my mind
to shatter the glass with eloquence
visions so severe they draw me closer to a time when we can be together
the clicking of the clock across the only sky we had
walking away from everything that mattering hoping to find you
preserved by the only time we had
close our eyes and watch the blinding colors sheltering the voices we have left
we can’t control our emotions or conceal the only dreams we have
driving against the heartbeat of tomorrow across this bridge of time
skies echo like heaven you are my only light I can hold in my heart
the only hope in my heart holding me together through time
to break the needles through futility tearing a heaven so blinding
ingest our youth and pray for tomorrow
my only light carrying me up the hills in the sky
marching across secrecy the footsteps break apart like balloons
struggle for existence but you build me stronger
even emotion like quicksand sinking all the pain away
don’t control the pain because you are all I have left to carry me across the ocean
ships that sail the waves of hope cast the sail towards the sky
march for what matters
march for what matters
a blinding light across the waters to bring us together
I have found a dream in your secrecy
to take your voice numbing my skin
preserving the final ghost to taste my youth
I can’t replace you
I can’t replace you
you are everything that matters
breaking the needle against the mirror finding my tomorrow
march for what matters don’t let them push you away
break the glass against motorcade
lights that burn with futility
sleeping on top of the sky watching the stars building us stronger
break the needles against the mirrors of time
“pulling us through eternity”
breaking the wing apart through violet walls, driven past devastation
shattering the glass sky between stars burning in your mind
don’t withhold your heart when they break you to the ground
watching the sunset behind accomplishments written in the haunting waves
headlights flash through discarded breath between windows lost behind wheels that shine in your forecast
the time it takes to run towards the shore and ingest the last memories of summer
coming against the needle breaking apart against a fallen passenger
can’t stop the damaged days until we hear the storms in the lighthouse
can’t stop the damaged days until we find the walls pushing us past limits in the horizon
walking across green oceans to trespass without illusions
fueling up before another crash pulling us together like ropes in binding dreams
chemical control rooms gone astray like the reception in hospital wards
chemical control rooms bleeding apart like crystalized perception casting the hue building across city lights
when we broke futility across the collapsed bridges running from the car crash into your arms
when they saw the flames burning in your eyes half disrespected
bending the note against a time everlasting between the intersections of hallways secluded before perspiration
falling through the ocean skies breaking glass against your heart pulling us through eternity
Don’t Harsh my Mellow II
walking down the street to find my way through the damaged halls
look up at the sky to find a million colors standing in the sky
to remember why we trespass on top of the emotional divide
like acrobats spinning across wires in their minds
breaking all the words in their heads like texturized emotion
on top of the lighthouse matching illusion with the seas of aqua waves building higher and higher
open up all the values of transcending collapse
bursting with emotion on top of the mirrors edge
like a razor running across the seascape
walking across the waves like fences broken like crystalized glass amplified by secrets driven past a witness in the boathouse
illusions building deeper and deeper
lost as sea behind a shipwrecked skyline
A way out above the sky
above the stars in your mind
ships that sail across the ocean illuminating everlasting emotions in your memorized visions like trespass
Closing Cell “Black Glass”
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encrypted memories
faceless against the illuminated ocean mirrors
footprints burn away damaged voices lost behind broken bridges of our past like inscriptions witnessed under motorcade beyond cathedral skies
finding aging film lost behind secured rooms decoded like time-lapsed encrypted memories
every transparent wire bending by bursting matches striked by Parallax
prescriptions written by bursting wheels calculating divisional inspiration through unheard amplified lenses
jumping through trampolines generating blue and green visions forecasting a secret storm
emotions transpired through the rising tides like fingerprinted distances blinding my tomorrow
08/08/2020
watering the sky
I can hear the burning memories through the window
all the days pacing through your heart
when they start to step outside to realize
the sun starts to amplify
when the wind starts to damage the illumination
all the pressure building in your wings
All this desire pushing you higher
When the sky was blue and our dreams were high
a crack in the introspection
when dreams perspire in the distant without contrast
when memories walk through an echoing sky breaking a million mirrors
digging for lost damage in their lenses
breaking buildings behind their mind
create the forecast of comprehension to silence the pain
they fly across the painted ocean with flashlights in their hands
ride through the spinning Ferris wheels without emotional restrictions
breaking all the filters to grow across a dream
fishing through the silver skies
don’t capsize this ability
words won’t come out from their mouth
mirrors bending in the rain
when we can’t control this world on our own
burning the past away
“conquering every dream under escaping collapse”
trapped beyond recognized collapsing rain
the stillness of encryption written in lost magazines
damaged colors in the rain scream from the illuminated screens in your eyes
saving souls with medicated half-lives against written frequencies
withstand the silence when people fall through processed skies
the turmoil burning through your face breaks a million faults of image
a charade of instinct breaking aging keys to heaven
whispers burning against amplified skin
a sense of distracted damage on the streets of ultraviolet streets without a collapsed mirror reflection
break through unheard risks of observed protested manipulations
kneeling against saving angels falling from broken photographs
conversations controlled by television screens
withdrawing from a trauma digging under chloroformed visions captured by a telescopic hue
a lost impact behind the aged paradise
windows that control the future of mankind
cars falling from tomorrow to withstand your beauty
unlocking possibilities without a hue we can understand
a gift they clench from the sky to keep away strangers from the future
to crash a discipled ghost lost in their minds
angels unheard under a hidden eye they watch from stormy eloquences
stumbling colors that find their way across lakes written behind comprehension
reflections unstable to detailed paintings in your eyes… can’t catch the spinning mirrors of time
cathedral walls design a future burning from a lost liberty
voices that crack against controlled relapses aging escape
destroying futility with thoughts from recreated skies
victims conquer amnesty written against absolved paper shaded through value without definition
comprehending times of instability conquering every dream come true
Shattered Mind 