Manifestations

Everything ends at some point. Everything comes to and end. The good, the bad. The right and wrong. Colors change and fade and dim until they too are different and frayed around the edges. People change on the inside and out until they recreate themselves into another being. Another piece of work. Until they forget who they were and only know themselves as the empty shell that they are now.

Mosaic art forms crumble at our feet and we watch as their once beautiful perfections decay and blow into dust. And we alter.

We alter ourselves. Others change our course, our direction, our tides. We take the small things and make them big and then turn the big things into almost nothing. We take the wrong things and make them right and then sit back and wonder what happened and how it all went wrong. We play with the hands of time and forget all about the sun. We forget that we have no control, so in all of the fear of losing control, we create our own control and we revel in it like a drug. But it's a poison. Because it's all just illusions that manifests itself as control so for just a second we can forget about how everything is so screwed up. So that we can numb our spirit and forget what it's really like to be alive.

Well, I don't want to forget.

But dull needles tick away at our consciousness. Stars tick away at our dreams. People chip away at our heart. And the things that we never forgive ourselves for chip away at our very own soul. Until we are left. We are left with fight or flight, we only save ourselves. And maybe we do. Maybe no one else will. But maybe. Just maybe someone will try. Maybe you will try. Just one soul...one day.

We have nothing left to be scared of. Only the things that we imagine. Only the things that we create with too much time and talentless fingers. Only the webs that we weave. And only the things that WANT us to fear them.

They feed and we give. And the pattern continues until you realize it. And only then can you stop it. Only then can we live.

I don't want to see the ending. I only want to see beginnings. But as I said...everything comes to an end. Whether it be dull or bright, with fire or with rain. Or whether it be with me by your side. Just promise me one thing. Take me somewhere where I don't know how it will end. Take me somewhere where I can't see it coming.

Hang Up

The blue sky has turned to gray.
You picked a lucky dandelion and it blew away.
You lost your four leaf clover.
Nothing but dirt in your hands.
You thought that you'd cross that bridge over but instead you're sinking in quick sand.

Let it hang up.
Just leave it out to dry.
Like clothes on the line, wind blowing high.
You put your love in a basket, tucked away and had it.
But you never know who you are running from.
So let it hang up.

Your silver lining is shining,  but it's not quite silver.
And sometimes you feel just so damn little.
You never know where to go.
Pull yourself up, or just hang low?
You know, you blend in hoping that you'll never find yourself again.

But I bet your bow string is tighter.
I bet your aim is straighter.
I bet your arrow is sharper...
Than the bravest.
Than the bravest.

Hide Somewhere Like That

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Hide Somewhere Like That

Light bulb flickers,
Light bulb breaks.
Shards beneath my feet,
Shards have dirtied up the slate.
Ice fall covers,
Ice fall satiates.
Frozen on the lips of lovers,
Catching breath a little too late.

And all we are is a dream...
Darling...
Wandering alone so it seems...
Falling...
Stars fall into empty hands,
Stardust falls on empty stands.
I'm going to hide somewhere like that someday.
I'm going to hide somewhere like that someday...
Anyway...

Rainbow kisses,
Down our throats,
Never needed anything,
But bare feet beating paths into dirt.
We only needed air to breathe.
Inhale the smoke,
Let out the flame.
We don't mind being broke,
And you don't need to know my name.

A filled up tavern,
Whiskey strong.
Never fearing,
Living wrong.

I'm going to hide somewhere like that someday.