Tuesday, August 28, 2007
He knows.
The knowledge of this tiny space, makes for heavy feet.
“When I die, make sure I look like me
But if I don’t, please, close the lid so that they cannot see”
A job perfected, a case finally complete
A man who knows what lies underneath
Those bulky cotton sheets
Outside, a shell is hard; Inside, a heart is soft
And behind brown eyes walls are built
To make it through without a mark
Another day, Another night
Another mournful, painful sight (to meet his eyes)
Another boy, another girl
Another tragedy uncurls
“When I die, make sure I look like me
But if I don’t, please, close the lid so that they cannot see”
This passing is not only for those grown old with age
Tiny fingers on tiny hands on tiny chests
Know how to fold in place
Shades of angry red, gray, and frozen blue
Color all the sights we wish he never knew
An artistic mind with an artistic eye
An artistic hand helps the ones that cry (tonight)
A singer’s voice, a singer’s face
A singer’s passion has been misplaced (this life)
“When I die, make sure I look like me
But if I don’t, please, close the lid so that they cannot see”
Please
Take away his pain and
Save him from bodies he will know
Keep him numb from all the blood and
Let him forget the stitches he will sow
Please
Take away his worries and
Save him from skin and bones
Wash the death from his dark eyes and
Keep him warm against their cold
“When I die, make sure I look like me
But if I don’t, please close the lid so that they cannot see”
Friday, August 17, 2007
Rain, Rain
I don’t know how much more I’d be willing to take
It’s taken so long to finally get to this place
Your message, it fails
Its miserable words fall terribly short
Of something, of anything,
Slightly even reasonably,
True
It got stuck, it fell flat, it never got up
Off that pedestal you keep only big enough for you
So keep quiet, please don’t move
Honesty never had anything to prove
Honesty never was your strong suit
So please keep quiet, and please don’t move
If you’re looking for answers, I silently refuse
I don’t hide, I won’t lie, I’ve got nothing to lose
You’re too much to handle, Its too much to take
I’ve driven the long road to get to this place
So, Keep it simple, and keep to yourself
Don’t lend a hand and please don’t help
Take a step forward, no please, take a step back
It’s easy to remember everything that you lack
Missing you? I’m wishing you’d stay far enough away
Like rain, rain, oh please go away
And oh, please don’t come back on any other day
Missing me? You’re wishing we’d make it some way
But like the rain, rain, I’ve gone away to stay
And oh, please, don’t think I’ll be back on any other day
Sunday, August 12, 2007
TRIANGLES
As I place each puzzle piece
Of who I’ve become to be
I can’t hide or help but realize...
You lent your heart in order to shape
Each jagged jigsaw piece
Slowly creating the frame
Carefully carving each
Not knowing it would fill in without you
You were the one rounded edge
In a box full of pointed sides
And at the end you just couldn’t fit
With the rest of the others…
They all formed straight lines
You would complete a circle perfectly well
And slide in between half moons with ease
But for a box or a square, you bend too much
Your shape only fits after a fight and a fuss
But with grace and with thanks
I acknowledge your place
Outside this beautiful picture…
Its pieces were perfectly made
Its parts would be puzzled without you
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
walk with me
Take my hand and walk with me
I have something you need to see
In this space where nothing is as it seems
A sight that only he could dream
And as far as it is from us today
Once and for always, its moment, will be.
Let us swim to another time
Through faith and humanity
To a new memory of yours and mine
A pure illusionary reality
In this life so few truths are truly free
And lies bound us to see
Only the differences between you and me
A hope for love, for peace, for truth
And for life extinct of personal abuse
Of all the distortions we use to diffuse
The blame, the game, and responsibility too
Look into me, into you, today
And see how his dream lives, In you and in me
A dream that only he could seem
To manifest, What you and I were meant to be
And how we shall live and die eternally
Free from fear, from doubt, from poverty
Of mind, of body, of stars in the sky
Where you’ll find there is but always time
So as far as the stars may seem to be
Heaven exists for you to create today
Awaits in you as it waited for me
To find, to shine, in its beautiful way
For if it feels much too far from you today
Remember, it once and for always, will be.
