Tears--of--Innocence

I want         I wish                 I need But perhaps not in that particular order…. For you see a desire can start out as a simple wish- just some free-lance thought floating around your head, mostly minding its own business, right? Harmless. But the more you let it stay in your head, the more it grows. You feed it with this energy… And then it becomes a want. Do you act upon it or let it stay the same? Again you're giving it life; this want starts to slowly take over your mind. The worst part? Yo

Once upon a time a little girl learned about wishes. She had been lying in the sun, wearing her brand new red dress. Pure white stockings lined her legs, looking as if they were begging to be stained. The grass, which matched her eyes, made for a comfy bed, as the sun a warm blanket. With the sky as open as her mind, what more could a lovely day need? For most of the time, the girl had been simply staring upwards, catching a few airplanes she mistook for birds. It was only until recently that something much closer to Earth caught her eye. Floating happily in the air was a seed. The girl had never seen seeds fly. In fact, the only time she ha

And that's just how life is Full of guesswork and assumptions With yesterday's illusions still leftover in our heads.. And night becomes the dawn For our dreams begin to wake Our eyes reflect the nothingness that hides behind the fake . The truths are burned from lies that fuel the spirits of our past Yet still we find it comfortable to sit on broken glass A rut of chaos streams our lungs- Contaminates our bodies But maybe once we'll want to heal.. That's when we all say "sorry." . But that's just how life is Stealing people for our thoughts Mistaking all our pain for original ideas And the windows turn to walls For no more

Time and space move 'round our heads Cutting up these roses red Do fallen petals, left and torn - Feel much worse than sharpened thorns? Hear the chords strike twelve again Here I am alone again Dust and feathers fill my heart - Such beauty when we fall apart Of master keys and hidden clocks There's only one that ticks the tock. Yet now I sit, a tattered bomb Who's count has long reached bitter calm

Oh, Love of mine I hope you know The great expanse of time I’ll go Just to wait and hold your hand Just to walk you through the sand The sweethearts’ ocean beckons me Yet here I stand alone Staring back at you in hope A need for me will show Oh, Love of mine It’s true you see My heart’s been set on you Ever since you said my name And grinned true eyes of blue Your voice has been my melody Such a sweet, unearthly sound If only you would sing to me Those words my heart does pound Oh, Love of mine The days move on But time for me stands still As I sit upon my window sill And count those wishing stars To

If I were to open up my mind and just Let the words float away... Do you know what they’d say? Would you understand each sentence And comprehend each phrase or… Would you just look away? In all honesty, I honestly Don’t know… I’m lost in my own contemptuous head. Sincerity, these days, is hard to find And I don’t know if I have time To stop and really think of what anybody really means to me Or if what I already assume is just the fake or A part of the real. Can’t you see how confusing this is? And you wonder why sometimes I’m at loss for words. I’m clueless and blinded by what

Just moments before the whole world filled with screams And the stars weakened out as they showed their last gleam The sun's not to be found as it's hidden away Locked up in a prison, assumed to decay Blood's spilled in the rivers, the oceans, and lakes From any creation those sly killers hate No wind, no air, or a small breath of life Just bodies and ashes with blood sharpened scythes A thick, wicked current now swells through the air Their victory fires start up with a flare Proclaiming all power throughout time and space While others still flee and dare not show their face

Restless slumber- immobilize Keep thy dreams behind closed eyes Afflicted mind- inanimate What's left will never activate

You can say you see the world As a vast and cruel location. And that Earth would go on fine If we people weren’t here. You can say that men are animals Or that women act like whores. It’s just drugs, sex and money… We’ve been blackened to the core. But then there are the others Who say to see the beauty. They’ll stop and stare and take a breath… They know it’s all worth living. And then there’s me. Me and my abstract point of view. I won’t pick on either side, For both are right and wrong. I won’t judge the Earth alone On what I’ve only seen or heard. Our outlook is so l

Don't you hear me when I'm calling? Can't you see me anymore? Guess I might as well be dead, I've no bruises yet I'm torn. There's no marks of black and blue, And yet, when I think of you- My arms and legs will weaken... Such a brutal mental beating. Yet there's something so familiar... Like I'm welcoming the pain. No, I can't say I enjoy it... Though it's a recurring stain. Is it possible I could've known, Right when you asked my name? That even though I sensed a trap, I still fell in your game? Well then give me a medal, A round of applause. For I've finally discovered, We don't change after all. You'll forever be a char