“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

watering the sky

I can hear the burning memories through the window

all the days pacing through your heart

when they start to step outside to realize

the sun starts to amplify

when the wind starts to damage the illumination

all the pressure building in your wings

All this desire pushing you higher

When the sky was blue and our dreams were high

a crack in the introspection

when dreams perspire in the distant without contrast

when memories walk through an echoing sky breaking a million mirrors

digging for lost damage in their lenses

breaking buildings behind their mind

create the forecast of comprehension to silence the pain

they fly across the painted ocean with flashlights in their hands

ride through the spinning Ferris wheels without emotional restrictions

breaking all the filters to grow across a dream

fishing through the silver skies

don’t capsize this ability

words won’t come out from their mouth

mirrors bending in the rain

when we can’t control this world on our own

burning the past away

“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

“Stare Through Medical Lies”

stare through medical lies

days lost

when they use our existence

remember when they broke down the bridges in San Francisco

take back the words that define the solider’s last command

I’m the one hurting to imagine it fall apart before your eyes

save every color fallen from your eyes

words burning through my head

pushing in all directions they shock every substantial lie burning across your skin

years leaving this town

years to prove my faith

shape every detail before we say farewell

before when they were so much better

when children watch ghosts locked away behind words on film

walk through the staircase and lie across the pages of every book in detail

lights burn away every chemical misunderstood

imagination locked behind transparent skies

when sickness falls to the ground

hide away in your own security

places too numb to feel

conversations buried away

pick away at this disguise

pick through the amnesia

colors driven to the shoreline

we watch all the ships sail towards this lighthouse

a million letters to my best friend

I can’t wake you now

when we can’t feel tomorrow

Kite

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

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

when instinct feels experimental

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

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

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

the gift in your hand speaks with clear stained skies

look at the world with new meaning

are you the dream running far from the shore?

like exaltation carry ships past a million years of movement

the future half ingested

yearning for a deeper breath

close the frequencies pinned behind the damage

wrap a piece of treachery in every envelope

a sentence half completed

a word locked deep inside

the final view from your eyes

images pace my determination

every sequence out of memory

flash light photography catches a lingering breath

an empty hour inside your head

reverse the substance left on your lips

memorize the forecast in every detail

perspiration evaporating sickness

dust off dreams in the memory ward

you’re the reach for focus without modified lenses

I’m running up the stairs

don’t pretend we face this battle all alone

don’t lock up all instinct

don’t fake direction

don’t manufacture half separations

the gift in your hand speaks with clear stained skies