Shifting

I've seen the moon again.

I feel the tides.

The whole world shifting,

to where you reside.

Without reason

without pride

I want to go soul searching

in your eyes.

Whisk me out of solitude,

put me into your splendid verse,

lead me from this spider's web

into the cradle of your universe.

There's a spark in the dark

of the catacombs of my heart,

and reason enough to venture on.

I've been both beast and slave

in darker days

but with you comes the breaking dawn.

Lather

With weathered wings and broken feet
you crawl to me still incomplete.
I close the drapes and put out the light,
only the moon will witness your plight.
I hope that you're as happy
as you pretend to be,
so you can lather your hands in fortune
and finally, finally leave.

Sing to the suicide birds
free from their cage,
and know that all scars
in time will fade.
Time is a harsh mistress
to which we all concede to.
You lay claim to an empire now,
and I wish I could believe you.

Wings of a Dove

Would it be alright

to gamble with you tonight?

There’s nothing below hopeless

and we’ve got nowhere to go.

The stars never beam

without making me dream.

It’s the season to pack it all in

and again time to begin;

I’m breaking at the seams

and at my wits end.

Never mind the neverminds,

and free fall into sweet oblivion.

Capture the hearts of millions,

then give it away to anyone.

I can’t catch every one of your tears

or I’d place them in a box,

ship it away to Jupiter

until all your sadness is lost.

I’d be your midnight angel

a guardian in thin disguise.

Just as frail as the wings of a dove,

there’s fate still shimmering in your eyes.

Tiger's Dance

 

The ones who hate the world,

at some point loved too much. 

Part of my heart still falls apart

under the weight of your hush. 

I'm not saying I'm lonely,

only that I missed your voice. 

Fortune tends to favor the brave,

But we didn't have a choice. 

To slip the surly bonds of Earth 

and meet among the galaxies,

dance with me the tiger's dance

in our constellation of complexity. 

The Wrath of Laughter

I gather my mind in desolate winds

and throw it all into the air,

slip away like the dust of insects.

light a candle deep down somewhere.

 So share with me the wrath of your laughter,

these sheets are cold

and my excuses old.

We made a go and it was a disaster,

I was right 

I was right,

your black parade inside my heart

I'm alone but at least I'm honest

and I loved you from the start. 

Lightning strikes two, three times.

It's in your plot and surprises me not,

our telltale stares, scars and ink

your words make no sense 

but I know what you think.

Faith

Hello, it's a sparrow in Baltimore
counting shards of light across my floor,
as felonious phantoms swing down to the ground.
I cover my ears but I can still hear,
all of the echoes
all of the sounds.

Your song is sweet and it moves my feet
my sadness is still incomplete.
I no longer fear the reaper.
I no longer wish to compete.
I'm tired worn and blindfolded,
and ready to take that faithful leap.

Blessed

When all the bombs go silent,

the murder of ravens is gone,

hold tight

close your eyes

together we'll go on.

We rise from the twisted aftermath,

stronger than we were before.

We are our own reflections

and we'll break down the door.

You're my constellation 

my muse, my aching, my partner in crime.

When I count my blessings

I thank the angels that you're mine.