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Between The Needle And The Thread

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you hold me across the rooftops lost in memory

choices we don’t know why

counting the time left in my head

years wasting away in our youth

on top of the brightest sky

can’t carry the distance

can’t choose the relapse like the needle to the thread

so far away I can’t touch the waves

so far away I can’t find single soul

walking through the sandstorm

remember when the mistakes kept us hidden

remember what breaks me

remember what wakes me

so far divided between the needle and the thread

call the telescopic eyes

washed ashore burning the truth ahead

words bleed with past lives

wasting away in machinery

walking through the train

footsteps creek

Kick Apart Emotional Detail

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comprehend this allusion hurting from the inside

weakened humiliation breaks against your face

witness my retrieval

step into the blue room

every mistake falling through floor

kick apart emotional detail

pride left to shatter

half breathing, half alive

confusion beating apart

try to extinguish this confusion

it all burns away behind abandoned forecasts

the secret world lost in her colors

dismantle the price of illusion

truth foreign to regret

splinter through damaged voices

the floor breaks down in outcast

Breaking Castles With Stone

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i break these castles with stone

a second chance to sail the seas

leaving on the train

God tells me it’s not all in my head

shake it all away

don’t get used to this world

every color running from your skin

I had the truth written in stone

every mark of stability

men hunt me down like animals

hanging from the tree

I see you there

stone cold

you can’t hear my call

weapons lost to machinery

break my fingers with disguise

broken dominoes

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looking through time

fingers numb with anticipation

head bursts with every movement

try to control my intake

but I can’t stop

I can’t stop

swim through the water

every fear evaporates sickness

you are the lighthouse I can’t see

you are the ghost holding me with treachery

try to forecast every illusion

paint a picture for tomorrow

glance across the forecast

colors burn my skin where I couldn’t feel

saturate the blinding light without loss

re-determine the crisis burning inside my head

the sky falls like a broken chandelier

every piece of glass cuts with violation

colors shake out of control

strike me down like dominoes

every realization broken against it’s skin

look through your life

what did you see?

look through your eyes are they grey inside?

look through your eyes are they lost?

like broken dominoes

your words cut my eyes with chemical tears

 

Kite

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catch you in the basement

mind playing tricks in every inch of my skin

pick apart this dimension

ghosts lock me in the bedroom

fly a kite to catch the sun

pull harder don’t let me go

cut through my insides

wind pushing me higher

colors break apart my sickness

crash through the stars

don’t let me go

don’t let me go

run against the after image

bursting between your lungs

cut every emotion string

fly harder don’t stop my dreams

don’t leave me just yet

across every age

stand up straight

don’t shut me down

cut the strings of transparency

break the last window to find you standing there

on top of these emotions I can’t run without you

scratch my skin like razor blades

break like sinners

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focus where we went wrong

trick of salvation

unlock the windows to your foundation

shape of the figure

too careful to disguise

meaning in regret

meaning strikes my skin away

bury the conclusion

don’t dream

don’t reappear

burn away from this town

click of melancholy break through the window of pastime

photography bleeding from your mind

a hundred horsemen

whisper in and out

live in a new town

memories lost in half truths

act like saints break like sinners

a million pages

fumbling in the dark

secrets tear me apart

stumble through your eyes

determination grows stronger

eleven times we play this game

eleven trips we can’t forget

conversations cut me with broken glass

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walk into the sun screen

all the people we used to meet

walk past supermarkets

witness a forecast but don’t pay the price

dreams buried too deep to understand

conversations cut me with broken glass

faces cutting into imagination

every photograph balanced against the truth

shape every emotion with masquerade

behind every alley burning up control

when instinct feels experimental

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the buildings we used to break

empty rooms silent and half-focused

posters on the wall cast my dreams goodbye

notice every detail before we slip away

a doorway where we found hope

broken glass left on the floor

colors…guilt ridden

blue days keep me alive

whispers shaken with disguise

speak in electric tongues

when instinct feels experimental

cutting grain

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men lost in machinery

grew up in the country

stumble with broken bones

[memories that cut me deeper

push them all away

past breaking into this night]

eyes like witchcraft photograph lost time

run through broken pictures on the wall

no escape can lead me closer

sit where sunlight freezes time

verses curse with eloquence

defend the damage in our cells

everything faced

before they pour all our secrets

into the evaporating skies

waste years locked inside this sharp knife

dreams lost between stolen pharmacies

children wave into the spotlight

they run away from sickness

cutting grain mumbling unfocused words

reach for choices hidden in the atmosphere

dig deeper through your pockets

pick apart every string of color

flush burning sins into every wound left

down into the sinking sand

a checkmate broken alive

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fight for the time

when we face the vessels

capsize a feeling of deterioration

my only time left alive

take the direction

when we take a stance

paralyze this true vision

blindness in ability

a concept detained

scraping the pieces lost from your memory

an aching cutting clean

face regression past instability

thread my sickness like Christmas trees

each light flashes inside your snowstorm

lodged in memory

ingest to face but burn away

determination lost in observation

a checkmate broken alive

blood that doesn’t heal

sweat that doesn’t reflect the damage left in your eyes

memories wish me away

roll down the boulevards

patterns ring with every measure

painting disciples

lost on canvas screens

trace against the rest

march into their wounds

protection cuts me deep

dreams sewn shut

cut off the guard buried from reach

faces we can’t memorize

abilities yet to break into film

every character finds their role

the weight of the arrow

illuminated with every mistake

days absolved

years burned alive

a forecast where we can’t numb time

faces left without an apology