Soviet Black

4/26/2012

I've grown into what I haven't been,

And turned my head from what I've seen

For the will within that ever survives,

I've failed to kill its many lives

 The lives of those I knew in the past,

And the place I sought, I've found at last

Where I am what you want, 
And you are what I feel

Where our touch is a poison, 
A wound we can heal

And a fear like fire may burn inside

And thoughts may enter and ever abide

And a pain would leave if we only knew how

To tell it then what we know now.


For truth is a void that leaves many traces
Within many people, within many places
I must lose the things I found.
As you walk away,
Make not a sound.

4/20/2012

The Wicked

We will die, one after the other,

Our souls, we'll cast from love to lover

We will change it all for they 
Who soon shall follow in this way


I said that I could change it all,

That I could turn the rise to fall,

And we could pick out the lies
And we would need no alibis 


And pray to god to give his plan
  Into our hearts, into our hands,

 What we did not know before
Was all we could before ignore. 

Now eyes and ears seek our knowledge

Claws and beak tear at our flesh

The gaze of the stars alone will guide us
As we learn to turn the wheels

And keep them on their course of light
To save yourself, stay on your heels
To hide your your darkness,
Stay in the night

Eyes to watch everyone
In the turning of the sky
That rolls upon its course of light
Through endless years
And endless night

I won't make a change for you,

If you can't tell where a change is due,

Still, there is no way to believe

That you came to me just to leave

Even the wicked can be set free

Says one sinner, says to me
I will find my way 
And so will you
We have nothing
Nothing else to do.

Metaphors 

4/20/2012

My friend, he is a really great guy

His patience is gold, 

And is something that you might try

When the time is right,

And I'm starting to feel,

 That there is a conclusion,

And I want he's solution,

He will bring me there

Way up top,

To the top of the stairs,

Where the hallways are lined 

With fears and cares

Rooms are filled with desires and dreams

I know I don't deserve it, but this time it seems…

My friend, you're someone he might want to use,

And there are many ways to harm and not abuse

He knowingly tells us right from wrong

You will lose your senses if you don't come along,

Up through the roof,

Then, back down to the stairs

You'll need he's help when you're feeling lowest

He'll teach you everything you need to know is,

How to be a person and why,

How long does a person survive?

I know nothing for certain,

I'm an innocent person

 Do not the for certain persons,

Who certain for certain, too die?

It's a habit of amounting the cost before counting

I think you've got to have it tonight

I think I've got to have it tonight

I think the world reversed,

  -I think we are the world reversed-

I would suffer none to curse

Someone has to strike first

I think I'm going to burst.

"The Nameless"

4/10/2012

Growing up is not forsaking our dreams

It is merely the process of finding the means

By which we'll achieve that which makes us whole,

By denying the flesh and feeding the soul.

And if I fail, my world turns in vain,

And if I'm frail, I will leave a stain,

Wherever I chance to place my hand,

I pray that your dreams I might understand

To look in your rivers, 

And swim through your eyes,

To torment the torturer,

And replace the lies,

To know and not fear

That one day I'll succeed,

In stabbing to death

All I thought I did need.

"Swim"

I went down to the ocean in the evening to see,
Somewhere near the rocks a silvery shine
Giving the light of a shape familiar to me,
An object inviting anyone to refine.
So I entered the water and swam for the sign.

As I glided on waves, not far from shore,I felt long tongues licking my my arm,
Weed and leaves and many weeds more.
I stopped swimming, then, like a magic charm,
I was caught in the sea weed knit through a trap door



I struggled for a while but it made things worse.
It was not long before I was hopelessly bound;
The water reaching for my neck to immerse.
And I knew for certain if by dark I wasn't found,
The tide so cruel would rise high and I'd drown.



So I waited in the water, silent and still,
Trying to grapple with death's touch, my enemy.
Like serpents slithering through the laughing sea,
Silent and certain as I ought to do.
And the setting sun was dipping deeper into blue.



The sound of waves crashing against rocks
Near the shore where I should have remained
Water in my eyes, I saw something move.
Then a voice. What are you? Nothing to prove.

"I am nothing, and certainly no one to you.
And I will not come up nor cut you lose."
It said from below where a dull light did glow
With a voice like glaciers and a tone without
The smallest cloud of compassion or contempt



Blood began to rush all through my body
And I felt a new strength rise inside me
And the need to breathe left me as I died 

All feeling went cold as the seaweedy ties.
I was water rushing for my newest desire
And I saw it shining with brilliant eyes
It was the moon's reflection caught in the form
Of a naked woman, and I knew her name

I stopped for a moment, lost in the light
But something still held me, tighter than before
Everything went dark and I tried to breathe
Then I felt hands pulling me farther beneath!

The last thing I remember was watching the above
Shrink like the ghosts of a long lost love 
The water enveloped all I had been,
I don't think I really cared all that much
Then it all left my head, and all went dark 



Who is it you've seen in your lonely dreams?
What is it that catches your eye in the breeze?
I woke in a silence and darkness without fear.
You made me sad, you made me want more
I looked down at my feet. 
A light wasn't there before.

"Violence"

A splint and a splinter

Which will it be?

The harm I do to others

Must after follow to me

And the rules of existence

To chance, some we leave

Do you hate it like I do?

Do you climb the web you weave?

Eight legs of hypocrisy,

The shadows fell asleep

In place, I must have purpose,

Your touch I wish to keep

Each house I set to flame,

And the wolves wait to devour
My flesh if I let them near
The remains of every hour

But I know there is another

Though it hurts to cut and bleed

To satisfy whatever
Creates a darker need,

How many times have I told you?
I'm terrified by your silence
There is another answer
Yet I answer still with violence.