To Seek What's Sought

i want to go to sleep

and forever dream.

i want to close my eyes

and roll down my sleeves.

i want to put up the mask

and live life free.

but that just couldn't be.

would i still be me?

The Cycle

What happens when you've checked every step

and past every phase

and gone is the summer, where you spent so many days

kickin back relaxing

dreaming 'bout the way

you used to live your life

until that fateful day.

You met another moment and you let it slip away

It figures that a woman would be the one to initiate

the pain that you feel

and cause everything

and drain all the colors

to turn the world to gray

and now the only thing

that has a chance alleviate

is the thought you keep in mind

that hopefully things will change

but listen to me girl I understand the way you feel

I now know what it's like to live through something so surreal

Don't wait

for a second chance to roll your way

I believe

now that you've stopped believing in me

I hope you know I'd treat you right

you know that I'd stick by your side

hope you know I'm waiting

for that night to arrive

x2

I hope you know I'm waiting,

hope you know I'm waiting

for your life to meet mine.

...new song =)

Dig Deep

A lonely longing

for a shred of light

but the hole gets deeper,

tunneling through my mind.

When I get to the top 

I seem to slip,

and when I climb the sides

the clouds start to drip.

It's like a glossy fog,

smudged with mud,

and how to get out,

is all I'm thinking of.

But deeper and darker

this endless pit becomes,

further eating me away,

until my senses go numb.

My blood runs cold

and my luck's run out,

though there's still a beat in my heart

my hopes lay riddled with doubt.

Two Part Heart

Part I

click click

pop.

Thats the sound that was made when I broke the lock.

let them

drop.

The walls that you've built to protect what's soft.

It's nonstop.

The search for a start to something that's got a shot.

Ask why not.

If there was ever a reason hopefully it's just been lost,

to the thought,

that he's not,

just another boy caught

by the looks, that he got

when he took a second a shot,

at a lot,

because he sought,

to fix the double knot,

that he forgot,

has him tied, down to one spot,

in a world, that's been bought,

at a worth that's come to naught,

instead he's just another boy, looking to get lost.

Part II

I'm not a mugger in an alley,

or a thief on the street.

Just come over to me and I'll show you what I see.

I've got a picture in my mind,

and a thought in my head,

that maybe this beginning can have a happy end.

Haven't you ever heard?

Just go with the flow,

it's better to regret than to never even know.

Now don't be too flattered,

this is just how I am.

I'm just trying to prove that you can trust taking my hand.

The Masterpiece

Orange takes a dip in a dark cold blue,

warm subtle shades

greet early risers, as they make their debut.

And all the other colors swim in the reflection of her view.

As the darkness fades,

white canvas is replaced.

Beauty is conveyed

and hints of light touch her face,

a captured moment in time is timelessly portrayed,

through an artist's eye, grace can be saved.

Yellow swells up past the waist,

and illuminates the night to welcome the day.

She paints and paints, because she must,

and all of his hopes lay at the tip of her brush.

She introduced inspiration,

through a slightly imaginative interpretation.

And when the sun had risen,

she stepped back from her creation,

and smiled a while,

because she'd freed herself from all limitations.

In Time

Let's take some time

to write down a song.

It'll have a catchy chorus

so we can all sing along.

We can burn all our books

and dry out the streams,

then in move the tears

that wash out our dreams.

So then things start to seem,

like they weren't meant to be.

And we wind ourselves down,

stretch out, and sleep.

And in a dream, i began to see,

what i felt, when i watched you leave.

I learned so much,

and patience is key,

for there is a link, from you to me.

And it may dwindle in time,

but i'll kindle the flame,

i'll keep it alive.

So don't you worry,

keep living your life.

Maybe in time,

it'll meet up with mine.

Just smile for me darling,

and we'll work on a melody.

And when we finish our song,

I'd love for you to sing to me.

A Lovely Lie

What does it take

to create something beautiful?

to put a mark on this world,

and make use of every syllable.

Apathy ties, into reasons why,

we make up excuses for why we cry.

and in turn the result, is a temporary fix,

something simple that eases the mind.

Rest my love, just leave it be.

read my heart and feel it bleed.

beat it out, before it goes ablaze.

sometimes love must go to waste.

A breath on her neck,

she shivers and gasps.

don't worry I'm here,

I said I've always got your back.

Mystic mist, obscures my sense

until every thought is in past-tense.

and white lace frills that black book of mine,

where everything, all of it, lays intertwined.

My eyes ache for a soothing sight

I want to hear someone's voice, other than mine.

I miss the scent of her skin, so soft and light

the taste of her lips, and how she held me so tight

Who wouldn't want such a beautiful life?

simply said, it was just a lovely lie.