Dead End

Serenity tasted the venom
Delt that agony with sardonic smile
To be burried awaywith this enlit flesh
Leaving the wear of bone

....as memory fade that sink deeper
I tell myself that it dosn't matter
mold upon the stone and the resilence will

To the ideals: curve the structures
To the realms: that resins flutter
that carry of rising desire
Subliminal waves to drawn me in

scattered
in what i once believed
is now an afterthought
look back you can't see a footstep
roads bend down warded
leadGilded dirt path inwards solemn feed

aeons of mistrust
Vastness of minds
to filter wordless dream

....that chaos reign encaged
to carry forth
To what it becamethe lost futures fleed
down the dark pathsshape mud key

Hope

When gravity
Finally splits and crumbles
And the earth
Falls back into the stars,
When all our desperate dreams
Have sunk back down
Into the muck,
And our laughter and pain
Fossilized
In ice cold rock,
The moment will come
Deep within
The unimagined twists and whirls
Of space and time
When we recrystalize,
Unfettered by
The crawling speed of light.

The Final Darknesss

Precariously balanced
On slender threads
Of meaning and hope,
We restlessly
Unfold
From one moment
Into the next,
Like a spider spinning
Its clever web;

Here, on this blue speck
Tickled by the raging sun,
We ceaselessly invent
And reinvent ourselves,
Weaving comforting dreams
From the silk of failure;

With a semblance of logic
We proclaim our freedom,
Demand our just rewards;
We love
We squander
We hate--
We immortalize
The dead;
Though mere fledglings
In the eye
Of the cockroach,
Newborns
In the quaking shadow
Of Tyrannosaurus Rex,
We revel in our youthful folly,
And project ourselves
Toward the farthest stars;

Impelled by some strange immutable force,
We plan, we build,
We defy astronomical odds--
While slowly from the unimagined distance
The final darkness
Comes.

Kids of the Dead

Trapped like flies
In sticky sap
The more they struggle,
The more they collapse;

Enveloped with guilt,
Like a burning ooze,
With no reprieve,
They endure the past;

Nowhere to go--
Neither forward
Nor back--

Like the desert,
Parched and cracked,
They can only wait
For the winter rain.

My Wish

laugh all day, cry all night,
always saying nothings wrong,
everythings alright,
never wanting to admit

how you really feel inside
because all you really want
to do is run away and hide

i wish, just wish that..
maybe, just maybe
i could lose myself in a world
that wasn’t my own,
a world where only
you and I exist.

night and day would become
one in the same,
every problem in the world
would melt away.