“Breaking the surface of dreams”
Category: colors
“Obtained Cathedral”
Statistical analysis
Ghosts on impact
Steal an enemy for one day
Stare forever into the light
Fusing value
Scared impressionless
Confused figuring
Given of sensation
Locked up on sentiment
Silence of color manipulation
Driving full battle edge
Panic underground
Days catching the borderline
Given out and obtained cathedral
Sleeping across screens
Gaining epidemic
Caught up against numbering silence
Breaking down windows
Breaking down fences
Saturate emotional discharge
Catching up with the ghost heaven’s blackboard
Diamond in the park too far burning away with lost indecision
Cycle through circus light
Silver screens
Putting away colors like spirits amplify every vision lost behind the pinwheel
Wings of the ice age
Deter rebels breaking the mirrors
Ticks tock of illusion
Heartbeat discharge pinning pictures like freedom castles
A hundred men marching – matching faces
Forgiving choices on the ferris wheel
falling bricks
I’m at the edge dreaming fast past understanding the turn around
They tell it to their faces melting away with persistence
Glitter down
Glitter past emotion
Light prevails whispering secrets lost by betrayal
On top of the ocean when we fell down the escape magician
bending light against colors pushing value
Rising and falling
Fire touches the edge without resistance
(Laughing at tomorrow without a trace)
Pick pocket cold black detentions
Static mesmerizing light
Dusting off prints of temptation standing too tall
Teaching breath to breath fundamental
Breaking free of confusion hitting time with unobtainable control
Losing touch
Losing value
Losing lies
Losing in the rain where we catch the final train
Carry ahead to build this fire deeper and deeper
Chisels away hot and cold
Stare at heartbeat beating faster and faster
Impossible to regret
Impossible to lose
Impossible to break the whisper in the schoolyard
touch the visions of a spirit ahead of its time
Puncture the colors and break like falling bricks
A glimpse blue – damaged secrets trapped in voices coloring the sparks behind their dreams
Distracted and spinning
I heard you in memory lapse
I heard you in the oceans draining into lucidity
Peel away the edge of nights faulting sanity
the chemical compass of your heart
The world painted in blue and green
Faces disappear from the trickery running behind your eyes
Watching the marks of skipping stones
I felt a difference across the wires of your escape
Bringing out every ounce of purity
When we start to believe in our senses
Drop all the pain of constriction
A battle of our senses
Pushing every trace across the water
When the ships burn the night into something beautiful
A compass to your heart exploding through the wires
Like a fisherman
Like a lifeguard
Like an act of faith
Watching the water for miles and miles
Marching like the sun in a far escape
Like a fisherman
Like a lifeguard
Like an act of faith
When we sail to burn the stars past the chemical compass of your heart
“Amplified Secrets”
Drowning in the blind seas
Boats cross a vacant memory tumbling like pinwheels
Stars like surprise to count the distance
Wipe the glass illusion
(From withstanding beauty)
Faces like chemicals burning to dust
Colors shake the lost patterns of redefined creation
Dismiss a vacant voice haunting the tempest
Climbing bridges under needles in your parade
Blueprints capturing imagination marching for freedom of consciousness
At last when we break the bells too divine to wake the dead
Confusion of relapse
Passing down a purity locked with questions
Visions left unheard
To face the silence of constriction
Burning light through day
To transcribe hues of understanding
When faith dances around a sentence reflecting colors lost with amplified secrets marching the silent outbreak within damaged light
Running through ageless snow-filled skies
Destabilize a freezing control of returning implication
A permanent reiteration calculating the divisional value from shadows resolved in the night’s emotional ring of amplified secret illusional control
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
“red balloons fall from their hands”
turning on the inside to fall against all pieces broken in the sky
kites withstand the black glass shining through your heart
your beauty written across every page
turmoil in their silence, blinding the discarded ships falling the lost ocean
turn around to face the days rising on top of every collateral emotion
spinning with a deeper understanding of the hidden gesture drowning above the lakes
every picture on the wall, the still of your escape bleeding from every wall
withstand notes that decay like painted footprints across discolored sentiments
every inch of value rising from the glass ocean
inside you recreate pictures in amplified mirrored houses of figment
digging deeper for silver recognizing the survival- a horse’s instinct
crashing colors against black glass impacting surviving luminescence staining beneath your skin
dusting fingerprints impacted at the end of your mind
reveal the darker contrast of rising castles breaking sustainability
red balloons fall from their hands echoing past eternity
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
Shattered Mind 