The Journey to Perfection

The perfection of imperfection...
Leads us to a beauty...
Not ruffled on the surface...
But muddied deep within...
We have a pleasing desire...
To seek things with noticeable fire...
Though the flame will easily desist...
The chance to never exist...
Keeps us struggling along...
For a glimpse of where we belong...
Knowing that all along...
We are dancing to someone else's song...
Forgetting what we know to be true...
Allowing ourselves to be guided by nature...
We find all that we needed...
In the imperfect perfect.

At The End There is Light

Through the dark I see the light...

Filling within are sorrows of joys...

A morning of shine basking in the sun... 

Trying to take a moment to freeze the day...

Forever making it special in some sweet way...

As clouds of rain disperse...

Parting ways to mother's earth...

I forgive the unknown...

Trying cautiously to seek out the known...

Taking breaths to fill the space...

No longer feeling heartache on heartache...

New days bring old beginnings filled with new endings...

Living a moment in suspense...

To unravel the discovery of surprise...

Never fall to your demise...

Run gracefully to the path you cannot control...

For in darkness there always comes the light. 

Captive Mania

I'm a hostage to my desire...

Running, hiding, I'm always found...

No chance at overcoming...

I succumb only to feel numb...

Simply because I'm wrapped in a notion....

Funded by a greed where I need your devotion...

Swallowed whole by thoughts...

Drowning in pains of never knowing...

Chances taken, I must be mistaken...

Our chances, a moment passes...

Fleeting from romance's dances.

Hushed by a fear...

To draw you near...

Keep you here...

Makes me bare...

Trapped in a mind...

Displaced by an unspoken bond...

In the silence I feel your captive mania.

Holding me down...

An attempt to escape...

Delivers me further...

Begging under the surface...

I want you to stake your claim...

Tell me how you hunger...

Show me how you please...

In the chaos I am captive to your mania.

Guardian Angel

On the sidelines I watch you...

I see the light in your eyes...

The hope in your words...

The pain in your soul.

Guarded by a wall...

Afraid of the fall...

You hide from us all...

When will this stall?

No pain should be a regret...

No past should be a threat...

No fear should be a detriment...

No love should be a reject.

A guiding soul you bare a toll...

Hiding from all those who stole..

A piece of you to give to them...

Selfishly they dug your grave.

Time will wash away the pain...

Truth will keep you from going insane...

My love will melt away the disdain... 

Your guardian angel is how I remain. 

Discrepancies in Knowing

I wish I knew what you were thinking…

I wish I knew what you were feeling…

But if I could know what you were thinking…

Would I feel the same?

But if I could know what you were feeling…

Would I think the same?

Would my ideals remain…

Would my soul sustain…

Would I try to dig deeper…

Would I find this mountain a bit too steeper…

Is it all just the same…

Knowing or not knowing…

Does the knowledge change me…

Do I change the knowledge…

In this infinite planet…

How does what we think make a difference…

How does what we feel change the outcome…

At what point does thinking cross paths with feeling? 

Absence in Truth

Conspiracy, love, hate, trust, mistrust, truth, fallacy...

All roll around in a playground of confusion...

Searching, seeking common ground in honesty...

Blinded by the world using sentiments of authority...

Engaging in hypocrisy...

A world full of lies...

A destiny governed by distortion...

Believing in the known only to find it resides with the unknown...

Distraught over the truth of the more I learn the less I know...

Lost to a foundation that never existed...

We all remain absent to the resisted. 

Reality of You

I loved a version of you,
But not you.
I loved a man I thought I knew,
But he wasn't you.
I was in love with love,
But not you.
I was hurt by love,
But not by you.
I was left by love,
But not by you.
I was disgraced by love,
But not by you.
I was left lonely by love,
But not by you.
I was left scathed by love,
But not by you.
Because you were never you.

Suggestibility

Open to suggestion...

The mind rendered defenseless...

At the sound of your voice...

And words of remorse...

We all cling to the hope...

Of all those we spoke...

Dangling on a wire...

To be captured by that desire...

Inevitably we succumb...

Placid and numb...
Fabrication with no intent...
No sight of dissent...
Reminded by cues...
Of the minds different hues...
Floating away in vessels...
Unknowingly resistant to fundamentals...
We place value in colloquy...
Overtaken by suggestibility. 

Perfect Harmony

My mind races...
To you.
From all the places...
Its been.
Seeking solace in your words.
Desire in your warmth.
In a moment when hope has been lost.
An arousal has been stirred.
Blurring the lines as we cross our paths.

Lost in Crazy

Constant drive of emotions...

Running through hours of endless devotion...

Driven by the fear of deceit...

I sit on the edge of my seat...

Tangled in a web...

I've designed with one thread...

Catching my prey of assumptions...

Basking in the array of redemption...

But all that remains is unknown...

Begging to remove me from my throne...

Spinning inside of my head...

All the words driven by this bed...

Anxiety is my savior...

At a time when all I dream is of your flavor...

I get lost in the concealed...

Trying desperately to be revealed...

When I'm found, there is no safe and sound...

Just a blip in my memory...

A stone on my heart...

And a moment lost to the start.

Around the Corner

If we fight the flight
And lose the loss
We break new ground
In crumpled moss
Covering ages of undone pause
Turning night to day
Casting shadows on the bay
The ebb and flow of monotony
Becomes the part me
Incandescent in its recourse
Never filled with remorse
Living to the end
Loving on the mend
I've learned to swallow and expend
For a new day is in the bend.

Lustful Vortex

In the eyes of darkness... 
A calm sets in...
Blurring the lines...
Defining the needs...
Chasing endless dreams...
To fill the means...
Scared of the fate...
We jump to dissipate...
All the things we loath and hate...
Driven by our detriment...
Lost in wide open spaces...
Seemingly confining and adamantly deceiving...
All things out of reach...
By a simple breach...
Moments sway....
As we grasp for the day...
Reminders in haste...
All by simple grace...
We never seek beyond the trace...
Drawn into the cyclone...
By this attribute we call emotion. 

A Fight To The End

We all struggle with a demon
The reality of yours is mine
Battling the confines of the concubine
Intimacy so delicate
Filament remains slightly decayed
As a red washes over
When will this all be over
Because I've known love
Because I've perceived love
Because I've never held love
In the richest and purest form
The quest is always fabricated
To the end from the beginning
No middle ground in sight
I never give up without a fight

In the End

Always chasing a dream
Each corner being a rouse
Searching for my muse
As time passes
The truth collapses
My heart breaks
Pieces begin to crumble
Out of reach
I feel the beach
Full of rising sand
I'm no longer of this land
But still, I am

Troubled Journey

I never doubted your love...
Unitl you doubted your love...
I never judged your intentions...
Until you judged your intentions...
I watched your thoughts...
I held your sorrows...
I felt your tomorrows...
You pushed and pulled...
I gave and gave...
Never once did I expect more...
Never once did I place boundaries...
Never once did I hold my love for you hostage...
Despite all of this, I still won...
Because my heart knows clarity...
My mind has freedom...
My soul has closure knowing I gave it my best...
While you gave me your worst.