We Are Still Young

We are still young

Even though I'm going faster

We are still young

Even though I've done enough sinning for two life times

We are still young

Even though I might not be there in the end

We are still young

Even though you are behind

We are still young

Even though you don't understand

We are still young

Even though you might not be there in the end

The last time this happened I let go

The last time this happened the difference wasn't this big

The last time this happened he didn't give me a second chance

The last time this happened I knew how he felt

The last time this happened I was more beautiful than I am now

The last time this happened I was thin, pure, undamaged 

We are still young

I feel like an idiot

We are still young

You are full of light and promise

We are still young

You keep me going some days

We are still young, and I don't want to lose you.

Lie

Lie with your words

Purple and pink in the night sky

Tell me you love me

Tell me you will never leave my side

Tell me I’m beautiful

Tell me I’m yours

Tell me all the things you told her -

And her

….and her.

Lie with your actions

Heavy

Pressure

Can’t breath

Sweat

Ecstasy for a moment in time just to be filled with –

Filth

Self-hatred

Vertigo

I hate you –

Mostly myself

Do it

Do it again -

Again

…again

Lie to me, self

Lie to me, soul

Skew my perception

Lie to me

Lie to me, please. 

Turn on the spotlight - Just for a moment…

Linger

Before the dark comes to consume me all over again

Similarities

There is nothing and everything at the same time

There is joy and happiness, yet all the soul wants is to reside in nothing

How can everything be so handsome and yet the soul is so lost?

A bird finds its way at last through the sky naturally, but how can this soul not yet fly

Addiction

There is nothing the soul has not felt that any other has not

This is nothing new, nothing outstanding, or impossible to comprehend

How does the same sentiment play out each time?

The wound is always so fresh with its metallic taste 

Hate the Victim

Filled with animosity

Repugnant tastes

Want to spit you out

What kind of human being are you?

Creation? How?

Black soul

Crass expressions

Wait. No soul.

So erroneous

Me, crass?

Bitterness

Who knew it could happen?

You

I refuse to play victim any longer.

Good job.

You fool

I have me

I have Him.

The Greatest Companion

The Creator is the greatest companion any human could ask for:

With Him we are beautiful
He is not embarrassed to call us His own
He is gracious and wants us by His side for all to see

With Him the path is clear
He is sharper than the greatest manipulator
He is the great teacher and wants us to shine

With Him we can stand firm
He is stronger than any emotion we can ever feel
He is our Father to turn to for every struggle so we can be free

With Him we can be comforted
He is a loyal Father and we will not receive anything we cannot handle
He has love for us which sustains us so we never go hungry

With Him we can find salvation
He is greater than satan’s stronghold
He makes us perfect because He did what no one else could

Fire In Your Eyes

Cheated by all there is
Thunder in your eyes
Sadness is all there is
Run

Stopped by all there is
Rain in your eyes
Corrupt is all there is
Run

Stripped by all there is
Fire in your eyes
Insanity is all there is
Run

Goodbye to all there is
Nothing in your eyes
Freedom is all there is
Fly

Running is no longer an option so fly as far as your wings can take you from this malevolent world.

Unwanted

They have been clipped
Stripped from her once eternal body
Crimson streams from her spine
Pools now on the ground where she stands

Frightful tears flow from her glossy, crystal eyes
Pressing forward into what she has seen but does not know:
The ground harder
The water colder and brown
And the sky grey

How can she stand this world?
Man can be so cruel
Locking herself away will do nothing
Yet it is the only thing she knows to do

She must learn to live again
Walk a new life

Ivory wings
Tossed into the nothingness
Looking simple; nothing as she did before
How will she now be perceived?