The North District “Out of sequential logic”
Tag: closing cell
Closing Cell “Black Glass”
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separation
“engaged to the only part of me”
black & stopped
I hear this face drowning me from the inside
I had a sense of freedom
trapped against the veil
all the voices reaching from the sand
tangled with this memory
can’t get away
can’t disguise my thoughts
I am inept to move past this regret
all the pieces lay against the floor
are you the only one left inside my mind?
can’t redefine it all
don’t we doubt falling through September
a piece of desire
I hurt myself against the mirror
all the days trapped behind silver screens
put apart a piece of all the rest to control my sense of urgency
If you went away to drive past this town
down to pack up my bags
does freedom every last?
stare against the screen
words floating against the sky
you inspire my every existence
to dissolve this ride of passage
to go on this time
all bridges we broke
to repeat the balance
to trap the desire
I’m losing this sound
a game I can’t play
to re-describe… to put it all away
numb my voice of all accusations
run through your town
I hear it all go away
words can’t describe my fate
to pick through the colors
to desaturate the forgiveness
save up my days to where we belonged
only you can make it true
engage my sense
stumble up & down to remember how we met
to get away from where we evolved
don’t tell me where I don’t belong
all the time burning in my head
the only way I can express myself
to dive into the balcony
to push apart every desire
to withstand every day defined
madness broken like a lost forecast
cars drive past every feeling inspired with freedom
stand on top of the buildings where we once belonged
still we smile like strangers
engaged to the only part of me
did you leave me in this place until now?
“The Lost Parade”
all the colors turn into red behind the street
I hear a million sirens reach out for me
pinned in silence they make that choice
process emotions like broken skin
stare across the needle to break the balloons apart
my veins have turned behind every blue and black
reach for the photographs behind every wall
bright as a daydream
bright as the morning sun
fall through the water to swim the pain away
every depth of broken glass in your hands
memories falling towards the ground
an ash of declaration
children run across the sky to the lost parade
remember when we used to color the distance?
they pull splinters through their hair
machines start to walk through the sand
men march with magazines pinned through their eyes
every word pressed through the skin
Shattered Mind 