The North District “Out of sequential logic”
Category: writing
“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
Witness
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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
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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
Shattered Mind 