Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mary

Making it a pact for the sake of the lies.
Let us be reminded of why we tried.
It was tranquil confusion
which ended up languid care.
Rejoice, be alive in His timing.
step up, tell me why I am
Do no more of this vivid lying
step up, tell me what you wanted to be.
Just keep on trying.
tell them why they are, have the strength
Every different soul is precious
you are precious.
That rush is not equal to your only soul.
Change the world in any small way you can
With your one and individual soul.

Short lived pretenses

Never thought I'd be at this.
Never thought we'd be back to this.
We haven't a respected ounce for our God at this point in time.
We change our waves of gratitude with unfortunate blissful states of lies.
The pressure we feel is molding us.
The pressure we feel is turning us.
No more.
I'm done!

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Understsand.

"You know you don't belong here"
It's the lie they have been feeding you from your first breath.
Don't fight it any longer.
Their hate will only make you thrive stronger.
They have said you are a bit too insane
you have beauty dancing around their every moment.
Rephrased,
re-cut ya orchestral foe.
Emptiness rephrased,
It sounds just like your heart beating against mine.
Baby, we do lie in safely timing.
If we can run away where we do not know them we could be just like them.
I'm not feeling the strong rush.
Does anyone know why we are here?
We have our money, skeptics and religious fits. But none of them got us here.
Let's leave this as is.
Your open silly wound will heal and it'll keep spinning. Fate is at hand and cryptic intimidation will be with light this time.
No running anymore.
Let us love it.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

In too deep and too drawn to keep

you've cut out the heart and buried the shame
you'll find me
deeply hidden in your frame.
I have cheapened the truth and my deepest love.
I cannot continue to fight for who is wrong or who is right.
Replacements must occur

Monday, March 15, 2010

Scared, burning all alone.

"You all claim to love me.
But at this point it's plain to see I serve no purpose
And that I am better off dead.
They speak in their own twisted tongues with lyrics and foes.
But I won't stand to see this one more day.
No I'm running away.
I can stand it no more.
And when I'm gone oh, who could care.
I'm missing in soul ,as missing in purpose.
I cannot claim to be your better half when I am not half of it at all.
I can see the vein in my hand clambering away.
Born a supreme scorpion dying a rushed out fiend.
The tornado is dead in it's sunlight.

The fresh supremest is reborn on his territory rephrase your lyrics bound by tongue.
Piercing like the plights of golden ages. Hear me out . "

Monday, February 15, 2010

Time and space. A place of languid disgrace

More or less. Not much has actually happened lately in a tangible sense. But God has given me much....clarity on things in the past few weeks. I finally feel a real change. Not a change of a flip flop of closeness but a change of progression. I finally have a plan. I finally have Love and peace.
In a sense. I finally feel like myself again. Beneficial.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

At your expense reach for the litter.

Your poison makes me sick.
Your poison makes me nauseous.
My poison should make me ill as well, however it's mine.
I am blind to its affects; as you are to yours.

Baby, Now I finally see what we really are addicted to.
I now see our true addiction.
Let's hold on tight.
And smoke that safe cigarette that he tells us about.

Your poison makes me sick.
This poison should make me ill as well, however it's my nicotine.
That safe cigarette is a lie you know.
It's addicting poison.
Seeping from his lungs,he grins in spite
He had too much as a demon so now he wishes to share with us.
Sharing the poison makes it less lonely for him you know.

Your poison makes me sick, Your poison tells me truth.
My poison kills quieter than yours.
My poison will reign,will show... in the kingdom.
Your poison reigns now.

There is healing for all who are willing to come.
Admit your imperfection and fall at the feet of Love.
Accept your imperfection Lila.

I'm fortunate your poison makes me ill as soon as it presses my lips.
Although my version is as harmful, just a far distance is dancing.

Imagine all the people he controls.
Let's rest now.
Please, it's now you and your big dreams.

I cannot take your words anymore. I would like my own please.

Once I was frightened of the maturity intuition.
She was right though, she was right.
I wouldn't be alone.

>>>S.C.Hawk?