Witness
Category: hope
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
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
“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
New Closing Cell Song: “Half – Blind (Running Through Aged Film) A Forgiven Ghost Mix”
“when we find each other in the light”
leave this world damaged like a pin prick
facing the wall of confusion
pretend it wasn’t everything that mattered
Now we’re broken in two at the edge of a photograph
peel away every part of confusion
stare into the blinding ocean
the needle damaged without introspection
scaling behind the walls
lost behind the edge of ability
burn up a million formulas in your head
if this bird flies a kite behind paradise
withstand the wind that lifts up the skin
haunted by a million colors in the dark
step through the cathedral walls
climb on top of every memory
every dream lost behind control
dig apart every voice left in the sky
when they read your mind behind comprehension
skin shedding all it’s pain away
when we find each other in the light
Cryptophasia is a phenomenon of a language developed by twins (identical or fraternal) that only the two children can understand. The word has its roots from the Greek crypto, meaning secret, and phasia, meaning speech.
a hope beating faster and faster
I heard you reach out from the distance
all the cars crashing inside my head
can we ever go deeper than this true aspect
multiply half a mind and shatter past mistakes
fog pressing under my skin
prevent a million relapses with one disguise
hurt breaking from the mirror in your mind
don’t try to stand around to watch it all fall inside
drive a hundred million miles on the icy shores
not a day left damaged to struggle against
watch the colors forecast a hope beating faster and faster
we shelter the world stuck in isolation
“Cathedral Bells”
I watch the ballerinas in the dark
every spoken movement counter-played
we can all find ourselves free again
inside and out mirrors study the emotional line
to run across imagination to re-process every critical point
we won’t ever stop running through daydreams
if we stop to questions why
if we stop to outline the detail on their back
will we ever understand which way we tick?
when you prescribe the distance I know the battleground too well
wake up another day to break this imagination across the silver screen
if you were next to me
If I couldn’t take a breath
I wouldn’t doubt redefinition
a vital clue going through your head
each slip, each belief to run through the sky
if I could speak
if I could speak to break the colors of silence
if I could speak like cathedral bells
if I could speak like the ghosts inside my head
to walk against the falling rain
if love didn’t fall apart inside my head
I see the shadows drop behind the heartache
reemphasize the social clues I am running so far behind
to cross out my window another day
tonight the church bells ring a different tune
to watch the cathedral walls one more day
to watch the smoke drop the critical line
to kneel before kingdom come every eye closed behind secrets reaching out for me
whisper past separation
tonight the church bells ring a different sound but only with you
“to win this battle & conquer it all”
i see the faces through the window trying to get past broken memories
i feel time slipping & wasting up inside
call another stranger to dream it all away
words are broken against the wall
too tired to let this feeling go
signs are paved like magnetism
shift the desire into a new meaning today
colors cycle through time
i hear the voices call me from the ground
count the numbers like timezones to a million dimensions
step through this loss like an epidemic
shake my skin to feel alive before second glance
I hear it all coming alive like photosynthesis
a shock hits hard against their faces
can’t wake from this daydream
can’t force myself to change obliteration
i see a million colors bursting lost days with freedom
we climb on top of this hill with hope rising past every achievable point
i see you lock your future so bright to claim it all
don’t want to finish in second place
don’t want to let them put me away
to win this battle & conquer it all
i see the colors so abstract from a million points of view
coming alive in so many different ways
Shattered Mind 