“madness like focused seconds”

faces caught in the window

borrow these papers screening madness

focused to the past

drive faster and faster

reaching tomorrow

choose damage

choose introspections

shatter the voices beyond inscription

pushing value numb

push it past

push it through

a broken glass

burning dreams like faces

climb past the gates

Voices pressing me further through a world I can’t climb past the gates

Transpiring the ghost burning in my heart

Aching and damaged

Heartbeat…heartbreak…

Hearbeat….heartbreak…

Call through the tunnels decaying freedom ahead

Eyes stare through the violent tears

Walk towards the guidepost and they push past transpired dreams

When the sun damages every emotion aching to discard the future

Mistakes drowning through the turmoil 

To climb the stairs towards heaven but they tear me apart

Watching the flames burn deeper and deeper

Skin pricked with visions silenced by the fear in my eyes

To walk the streets before they pull me through faces traced with rage 

Drowning deeper and deeper

Conversations losing reality locked down through a voice

Breaking my pride apart

When everything feels wrong without you

To hear your voice shredding windows pushing me to escape

“stand in the form of Christ”

I’ve heard a hundred hours breaking from the inside

crushing a choice left far behind

i tried to understand the future

lay still across  the sky

drop apart every word of regret

still i stand still as a witness to God

trapped at the table where my voice is discarded

but still I can’t forgive myself

ask for absolution to stand in the form of Christ

to be my guide into the future

when the disciples burn the candles

look towards the sky

are you every dream in my hand?

beyond every inscription from Heaven

we walk to stand still

children lost in the parade

every innocence pinned deep in value

to ascertain the turmoil written in my eyes

to glance at the table towards perfection

did I burn my prize too hard?

stories hidden with too much truth

when lies can’t be hidden in the dark

I can’t forget my mistakes

if they shine the light from heaven

will you ever listen?

“press a million doors open”

are we close to getting up

are we close to burning out from the inside

take a breath 

I have found an answer inside your eyes

Break these lines tearing us apart

Capture my heart before it’s too late

Run away into the point where everything matters at once

Have you got inside my head

Have you turned me upside-down?

Did I lose grip with everything that mattered?

Did I forget how to live?

Did I forget how to breathe?

Sit up against the burning sky

Stand up from a million points of light

Are you the one inside my head?

Are you the one that got away?

Are you the one running back and forth through my dreams?

Wake up against a beating heart

Is it too late to claim my sanity?

Are we too tired to remember our names?

Are we too tired to dream into the future

Waiting outside in the pouring rain

Waiting outside with a burning instinct

Press a million doors open with your eyes

“in love with a ghost”

In love with a ghost

Afraid of the world given to me

Breaking down a memory ward

Voices falling from heaven

Locked in trespass…a room…a prison meant to carry on

Faces scattering watching time burn

Sketching out the hidden souls before they disappear 

Look towards the sky but it’s all allusion 

Mistakes filmed beyond sources agonized through experiment  

Perspectives damages

Treating a disease falling from the asylum pushed past incurable regret 

Disordered thoughts avoiding destination 

Too blind to see the world

Voices demanding solitary confession

Collecting desires…pushing towards the hill

Treating the broken corners driven by unstable minds

Truth slipping away

Empathy washing away their skin

At the gates I can see their faces

Voices breaking down these fences of my heart

Shaking a bell to heaven…don’t let it burn from implication

“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

“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

“to withstand your beauty”

the distance we choose only hurts us in the end

push this face away from the stone

stop to look at all the colors in the sky

burning all my dreams away in silence

a secondary voice to claim as our own

I’ll save every place for you

I’ll save every place for you

to withstand your beauty

take a million steps to make it true

pushing all the chemicals away

wake me up

wake me up

run toward the cathedral lights

in silence and recreation

wake me up

wake me up

save a place for me

save a place for me

the sun is bursting on your skin

all the pain begins to dissipate

push all the pain away

“across the blue and green fields of lost memories”

I hear you whisper three times against the dark

catch a piece of photography from your hands

strangers listening to the screams across the floor

a new aspect without control of our senses 

shout the hidden secrets to a lifeguard waiting to be saved

burn a new meaning through your skin

scatter the paper flowers across the maddening forecast

break the bleeding knife through the mirror

dance across the blue and green fields of lost memories

 

“a trespass blinded by youth”

wall 3.16.2020

I stood outside the door
press my fingers through the air
children walk by with stars in their eyes
stare straight ahead
A vision collapses through time
too scared to take a break
find the escape
dreams driven by you

still upset by the clenching of time
words that break apart
a madness lost inside
a dream of the past
where all the future stands still
waste away for another day

their hearts start to collapse
press my tears through the sky
a trespass blinded by youth
catch a million faces burning in the light
faces blur past recreation

an image lost in their hearts
did we stop to burn habits into gold?
faces start to question God
a scripture burned through skin

wasting away on self concern
feeding people with the lost harvest