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.