Truth in words
Scare me to the brink
Of not leaving
Without fully realizing
Truth in choices
Which run me
Into the wall
Against your will
For I’m still here
To understand you.
Tag: understand
Shall She Stay (day 2473)
I want to live into a better one
Where you don’t understand me
And my fear amounts to nothing
Since I’ve begun to leave droplets
Along the paths I take
With hopes that a sweet Angel
Will find her way to me
Where I’ve stopped dreaming
That my illusions will ever depart
Fog amidst the valley below
Where midday sun finds escape
Sweet Angel, shall she stay?
Lies (day 2435)
What you said is far from understanding
What you meant is far from the truth
Swallow your pride and listen intently
A condition we’re far from committing
Where you made your largest of lines
Where you made your central divide
Misunderstanding played by large colonies
An army mislead by them lies
Surrender Inside (day 2397)
What is this?
Can you put a name upon it?
I’ve gone inside my confusion
And come upon some axioms
That define failure
And unlimited freedom
Complications
That I’m not equipped to understand.
So there I stood
I wanted reason
And stood for abandon
I wanted a formula
But there looking back at me
Sat wide eyed loss of control
And I knew I had to surrender.
Intention (day 2056)
When did we lose the underground
The deep devils that wrecked things
That spray painted innocence away
And held up dirty slogans
On hand written signs
That didn’t follow general consensus.
I don’t understand you anymore
I hear words that make sense
But it doesn’t help me understand you any more
And like my shoes I found in a department store
That squeak like the others
I’m floating down easy street
With intention on my mind.
Am I this made up?
I’m growing angry at the devil’s draft
The experience I’ve left behind
Dry and balding, a sour glass
Chew me up and spit me out
Slap me with some beaver fat
I’m growing old and losing time
And I’m putting each sequence on a list
To burn up in tomorrow’s fire.
Counterpose (day 1468)
I’m scared to understand,
Letting ideas ride deep
Into sleepless nights
And I wonder what ifs.
I don’t let wizards
Paint my low brow dark,
I keep satin stains
Along smirk marks of my face.
I crawl into your yellow marks,
Finishing a day old cigarette
That tastes sour
And makes me upset again.
Counterpose my excellence
Awkwardly adjacent
To a sprinkling good luck,
Nickel and dime water fountain.
I’m going back underground.
Dot Dotting (day 813)
I cannot lie to you
Your tender eyes
Beseeching
Sun setting as we
Walk through children
I cannot deceive you
When I answer your calls
Leaving the receiver
Dot dotting near
I cannot understand
Reasons for our uniting
But long I will not tarry
Answers (day 379)
I can’t understand the meaning of the answers I receive
Torn from my belly like the beast that’s suffered alive
Wholly ridiculed amongst the ashes and the saints
Saved by no one, and no one can remain inside
All around, as the children gathered to hear the stories
The red venom spewed out like an infection: unstoppable
All around the eyes opened like saucers full of secrets
Began with two loaves of bread, two slices of cheese
Throughout the streets the cobblestones rattled
From the distance all could hear the dull roar or thunder
Presses were laid, patterns were played
The final decent was begun, the line was rung