holocaust museum Houston
Category: witness
“Breaking the surface of dreams”
“A blackboard behind dreams”
“Marching through the Distance”
“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
“Dropping the floors”
Dropping the floors but don’t break free
A chemical mountain to fight the battle of faith
Drive by the skies to distance the observation lanes kicking out procession
Hope building faster than regret
Dominos break in their minds like surprise predetermination
Chaos suppress the screens flat occupancy
Incoherent existence pushing past three days
In a room obscured by blinding light
Climb the ladders pushing us apart
Colors in an emotional rollercoaster
Truth decaying patterns shaking the mirror
Wait to be quick
Wait don’t waste away
Conversations stuck behind cathedral walls
Stay to chain regret
Waking up the buildings breaking down the sky
It’s not too late to stay another day
Amplify these words stuck in regressive battle lanes
“Without Fault”
Tricked by bad memories crashing through the ice of chosen directions
Running towards the sky like ashes falling from a mirrored escape
Preservation catching up like scandalous enchantment
Neon blue dust in your direction
Running to find the world not abused by secrecy
Every aspiration driven through persistent memory
Gripping the ice until it cracks from the turmoil inside a faulty memory
I felt alive bursting in the sun through past sequences of obscurity
Staying too long inside an intricate diaphoresis of hope
shaking the mirror of your escape in paralytic voices
Withstand an uphill turmoil written in cathedral marches
A covenant never felt more alive than in picturesque
Staying past an eternal imagination burnt by unknown frequencies without fault
“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
The North District “Out of sequential logic”
“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