Muse of The BrokenChildhood dreamsLost to broken hopes and painThese empty faces have forgottenThe spark behind life in the eyes of wonderHow will you spend the rest of your days?Do the photos from your smiling pastMake your heart rememberWhat it was like to feel without walls again?I wishI could show youPeace.
Karmic SoulThe ground shakes beneath broken roadsBridges burnedStirring lessons of growthTime to rise from the ashes again(Releasing patterns of long ago)The Phoenix's fire burnsPassion of spirit enabling life to returnCycles of karmic lessons filtering through a searching soulTrials as perspectives for wisdom through experience to unfold.
LiberateYearning passionsDrip like melted wax into a pool of burning desireVisions cloud this tired mindForcing sleep from these tired eyesClawing from within this cage of fleshThese walls hold me inMasking the essence insideImprisoning this restless mindI cryLet my soul be free.
Waiting RoomI’m afraidOf what you thinkAnd are too polite to sayWhen I stare nervouslyDown at my handsDebating on which legIs more comfortableOn top of the other oneAs they crossWhile I’m searchingFor somethingWorthwhile to say.
Confessions Of a PerfectionistEvery thoughtCut into black or whiteDualistic preoccupationsTurning every thought into fear of failingIncapacitating any chance there wasTo even tryRefusing to accept the realityThatNo oneIsPerfectEvery momentBecomes a testFacades of perfectionProtect a sensitive world insideEnsuring that no one will findAmmunition to store awayAnd use to proveWhatever they decide to judgeAbout who I amIf their expectations aren't metEvery personAnother chanceTo say the wrong thingOr not knowWhere to put these anxious eyesBut the charades get tiringThese sleepless nights become hauntingAnd the cage built for protectionBecomes a cellThese walls hold in painEvery moment looks for an escapeA way to releaseThe feeling under this fleshI want to come out now.
Eyes Cannot ListenTumbling faster down these galaxy holesSearching infinitely in these star lit roadsPerspectives unfold as clarity drips throughDimensions of time align into new points of viewEnergetic paintings manifest into rhythmsFrequencies of life force in vibrational systemsAwakening from illusion of soul separationThe breath of Spirit that supports life in the whole of creationEyes cannot listen.
Translations of The SoulA sparkBreathes into flames consuming the deadAs a phoenix rises from it’s ashesBitter ends open new perspectives and wings take flight againTime cascades into experiencesEvery moment looks for a choiceSearching for an existence beyond just beingI use these metaphoric rhymes as a method of seeingTranslations of the soul.
Perfectly, FlawlessIt’s those momentsThat remind meWhy I can feel so disconnectedI wonder if I am just too sensitiveBut it always leads to the same awkward silenceI should have learned to avoid that question by nowHow is anyone supposed to respond?As much as they want toAnd as much as I know they might want toThey can’t take the pain awayAnd it hurts them that they can’tIt hurts me that it hurts themIt hurts me that they can’tBecause no one canAnd I wish they couldI seem to thinkThat one of these daysI’ll answer the question a little differentlyAnd maybe something will changeAnd someone will have a cureMy search for comfort would be overI would live the life I always wantedAnd everything would continue on perfectlyFlawlessBut that’s not what happensAnd life doesn’t go on perfectlyOr flawlessEven if I wasn’t sickSo what am I looking for?What is behind this wall of painAnd why does it ignite me to write?Fingers dancing on keysA