"How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily?
How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?"- Psalms 13:2
I. The Drowning
Today I cried again
For reasons unknown I weep for you
For your loss
For your pain
Your confusion
You have averted your eyes from the truth
Bloodshot whites glowing in the dark
Obvious to the world
The bridge between us has been swept away by a raging river of tears
And you dangle on the rock face held by a sliver of hope
The weight of fear tearing at your anchor
You fall
Adrift and alone
Drowning the colossus of shame
II. From The Bottom
I must digress, Son
You're not my first love
I created a demon within myself
And he no longer cares
I cry to myself before the drowning comes
But as it twists through my veins I am at peace
Like this I hate you
Fear of creating what I wanted to be has ruined me
This is my punishment
My envy
My pleasure
Be shy of the path you tread
The seed is planted in you
Feed the soil and your world is through
Hide the light and you are free
Forgive Me
III. Transfixed
I fall into darkness with the sunset
The world becomes as cold as your heart
Worry pumps through my veins
As I melt into the image of you
This mirrored reflection staring quizzically
A twisted smile emerges
Glinted are the teeth of this horror
Fear trailing on my breath
Leaving clouds of doubt floating through this blackness
I stare, afraid to turn my back
Frightened of that shimmering hatred in your eyes
Instead I walk through the illusory promise of sufferance
I become you and I understand
IV. Crownless
I follow your footsteps through the muddy depths
In awe of the beauty that riddles this hateful place
Your mystery consumes me
More than this disease consumes you
Pa**ing the withered bones of lost memories you appear
Cold and shaken
A blank stare married to icy blue tears
A hand reaches from beyond
Pulling you from me once more
Again I am lost
With disappointment, like a child, tugging at my hand
With only questions on its tongue
I continue towards the unknown
Trying to outrun the burden and fear of being too late
V. Through Broken Gla**
My dear Children, I am not the same as I once was
Together and still in pieces I am nothing
Forgotten by the simplest of things
Disgusted by the romance I fed for years
Broken to the ones for whom I share the most
I have found hope on this path I travel
The road between here and there
My body aches
And I retch with desire for the beast
And O' am I tired
But I will continue
There is only one end in sight for me
But I walk in hopes to find a second
I struggle for you more than myself
In my mind I am gone
Though I can give so much more
What was stolen from you
My heart still holds an open door for you
I give myself to the future
New life blooms around me and within
Colors attack my eyes with wonder
Gray skies run along highways of sunshine
Cast down through heavens of pure gold
Revealing a deep blue sea of hope
White doves ornamenting this backdrop of fearless desire
The greatest happiness of the greatest number
And I continue forward
VI. The Painter
The years shimmer on the ripples of our murky past
No longer can you infect me with your sickness
Your remedy being harder than the disease
This flower of the past dying in bloom
The days ahead are uncertain but also unstained
Wounds have healed
Scars have been buried and left behind
On this windless morning awakened by realization
And the rhythm of your footfalls in the distance
Playing a tune of revolution
The last petal quietly falls
And crumbles where it lay
Revealing a new treasure
This blank canvas
Waiting
For a new world to be painted