I crash
My mind hits the rocks
The tide sweeps away hope
Prevention was in the clocks

Time was ticking
The old father knew
sooner or later
Reality would blast a hole brand new

My beliefs and my Hope
My imagination ran wild
Malicious Reality intervened
Cunning Fate sat back and smiled

In one brief moment
All I thought was real
Laughs in my face
The vault is resealed

Realizations hit me
I sit and I cry
I am left beaten and empty
Silenting hoping no one will pry

Love and Faith
Take pity on my soul
The ways of the world are not my own
And carefully, I fill in the hole

behavior as intentions witness, silenting guilt behind ink and canary

astute is the way with less fire in the minds
pondered is the way away from why
to the knowing of a end

to suffering
without a confronted windows painting

asked less of the lines of fate,
having release the snake and fed the dragon

the wicked game obstructing
the desire of surrender in suffering

the blank page, clerical errors
death certificates of poor american boys
you take to your grave too

telling of notes you won't write
finding silence and then another desire with fire
lasting copper's glancing freedom's with teeth
yes i, have been true

"losing" to another her running back time to catch his adew
the waters drinking vampired behind the lies
is his steam still viable????? lusted crimes of secretaries desk's

Daylight begins to fade,
As I stare out the window— stare at the sky
There's dark storm clouds in my mind
Swirling within the chaos— my thoughts, my feelings
Raindrops coming out through my eyes
The thunder heard through my cries

Trembling from the shake of my soul
Frozen in place— My emotions, ice cold
My sight, blurry windows, covered in water—
Water turning to frost— Frost keeping me wide-eyed
Wide-eyed, alert
Focused on silenting, the screams in my throat