Honesty

fuck this is harder than i thought.....

The Fallacy That is our lives

Some times fear drives us.

can we just push through the fear?

just fight towards the sun?
make the world ours!

Misinterpreting words lead us,
they never say what they mean,

they never feel whats in there heart

calloused, bruised, and stilled.

For all that have loved

Passion from the throats
the throats of my brothers
i hear the chants of these men
they have a story to tell

From countless days to
listless lovers i have fought
for an epidemic to spread

one of passion and thought throughout

But where these absent people reside
there is fear and loathness

i wander, i wander through
these vacant minds of anguish

And i yell there is no hope
there is no chance
for these souls are lost
out of reach and despondent .....

To Be Continued......

relativo tutto una bugia

Oh I have crossed this path
too many times have been here
I hate this light and how it portrays me,
oh how filthy I am.

Solo la Rotta

And so she said, i feel nothing
the embrace that should turn mountains

upside down, means nothing to us

for this i am certain
i will live in shambles
counting day upon year
of things so parted

i look the sky with a sense, of
what a sense of hope?
am i not the one who ruins lives
am i not the one who suppresses

they come to me with passion
they come to me with fear
they turn away from me not,

but stay through the night

We stay in the shallows
and never veer far
to reach out and touch them
your unforgiving arms

Me and my passenger
me and my spite
me and this wandering
fluttering life.