Monday, November 24, 2014

Write My Own Prescription

I burn so slowly, tobacco packed tightly
Raising my habits, they grow just to fight me
I make their beds and I tuck them in nightly
Teach them to walk and they run just to spite me
I'm a magician, no reigns on my magic
A joke with no punch line, confusing and tragic
Keep losing my rabbit, a hat full of space
I choose not to have it, a trick to save face
I'm so elaborate, I've nothing to say
I speak just to hear me, to fill up the days
I've peaked and quite clearly I'm lost in this maze
And the exit is fading, it somehow decays
Descent is a fact, I'm a rock, not a fish
A cent in a wishing well, minus the wish
Sent to retrieve myself, where am I hiding?
I'm too busy dying, no time for abiding
I'm just so ashamed that I mixed my own poison
I waited so quietly, pulled all the noise in
I let the screams grow and watered my medicine
Swallowed the lies, now I'm left with a skeleton
Flesh mixed with muscle and made for the door
I just made my excuses and fell to the floor
I'm ignoring the orders the doctor created
Convinced that the regiment's so overrated


Friday, November 21, 2014

So Shines This Lantern

I've readied words on these hills just like soldiers
None of them properly armed
I dream of strength, your two eyes in the evening
I wake quite properly charmed
I hold a box filled with seconds you gave me
And all of them carried us here
Pride is a tower I scale just to see you
So thankful you're standing so near
I've learned that no proper path has been cleared
That we form it as steps find their place
I know that knowing means closing my eyes
And in darkness will still shine your face


Tuesday, November 11, 2014

From Something

Peel me, love, like fresh fruit fallen from the tree
Taste what you've exposed
Follow paths to hidden spots, where secrets grow
Plant your dreams in rows
Destiny, a simple rain that bathes these seeds
Earth that meant to feed us
Find the hollow cave that eyes have never painted
Forgotten words, they cannot read us
I am just an axe, and I'm content to rust my days away
I would never yearn to chop
I am just a citizen, abiding by on older law
Starting here, no plans to stop
I am but a waiting crop with blind eyes turned towards the sun
Lapping up the buttery rays
Spread upon me that which tastes like treasure
Bounty beats in chest, and there it stays


Ready, Set, Grow

My heart sings of destiny, of shadows bathed in light Paths that form before my feet, and waiting out the night Journeys made for chosen...