Matthew 7:1

Can it be that I can read a little that’s too late? Did all my thought forget what’s taught and seek out things to satiate? This isn’t me, I say to thee, my name was never on that line I say my soul will never roll with anyone that’s on that sign Stars can talk, … More Matthew 7:1

Shadows

We all hear you say it’s so You’re lurking into this shadow You’re pulling thoughts inside my mind Out so they can see their kind I told you once, do not do this You’ll once regret what things you miss Stop it now, I’ll tell you how Please cork the bottle, with a kiss Keep … More Shadows

Seven Circles

Seven circles stand in strife — surrounded, I sit here within To sooth the plight, One kindles light; a brightness veiled, claims Two, in sin Then echoed, led, by what Three said: “May dark ascend as I douse it” But then One’s war is backed by Four, who reignites the spark he lit “Just stay alive,” says … More Seven Circles

Lost

Suns can set horizons high And yet we know, the time is nigh Drifting ever closer, near The things I’ve heard I can’t unhear There is always time and place You write things you want to erase Just to find the pencils broke What’s spoken always remains spoke If only it could go away If … More Lost

Amends

I know you’ve been there all this time I lost the rhythm to my rhyme I know you waited patiently To find myself – the me in me Please understand I give my hand I’m sorry I took it away I lost myself amongst this land There’s not much more that I can say There … More Amends

Subliminal

They all said I lied and lied But I am telling you, I tried Much has been buried within All these words and now you win What do you all win, you ask? Well let me tell you, here’s a flask You are going to need it When the fan spreads all the… As for … More Subliminal

Twinkle Twinkle

Twinkle twinkle, little star I fear you know not where you are When you’re in my world, it is quaint And we are all the things you ain’t Human law, it’s cool I guess But do not make us say digress Cause at that point, things won’t anoint And souls won’t make it to their … More Twinkle Twinkle

Memories

Life is fickle, is it not? We’ve only got this one short shot Dead poets are remembered, the ones that live are broke Peddling their poetry like all the ones who hang and choke That’s why they created the Dead Poet Society They all know the things that hide and stay hidden from you and … More Memories