Writing, Ideas, & Stories
there is no place
for lazy bonds or magic wands
in our wonderland of music
strings and kings playing for titles and bibles
ceremony of rings
loving all of your vitals
down to the very bones
our love made from thrones
sticks could never break our stones
saying it doesn’t make it true
lose before you win
spin the story around
drowned in the details
tales you won’t remember
member of the team
dream tonight of staying
the fall is graceful;
treated as beauty and all we can talk about
the rise is ugly
sweat and blood
scars and tears
summed up and fastforwarded
with a catchy top ten hit
just to watch the great fall;
the night to the day to the, light
all we can do is shoot up, right
baby baby baby give it that time
pennies don’t turn changes to dimes over night
put the ladder all the way up ’til we touchin’ the sky
a world of dreams will never be this high
somehow we gotta find a way;
i wouldn’t wait forever
just shoot your shot
we don’t need no more, no extra
we all we got;
action-
let it be a reaction
just a mental attraction
fighting invisble water
this hole is my alma mater
in love with a lie
thought i could fly
just wanna feel that free
fuck it all if it all ain’t me
somehow we gotta find a way-
i can breathe when i’m with you
shout it from the top
i can breathe when i’m with you
damn
fresh air
living at the bottom
isn’t so free
believe me,
you forget what a round trip of decency
a splash of normal
a night on the town;
that air is the best
clean
slows the heart beat to a freeze
release – me –
not the river, but the dam
i only have stop in my vocabulary;
but i see the cracks
the water pushing through
you yelling cannon ball
as you squeeze through my arms;
it’s okay on this side
but over there
i can’t catch you
i find myself closer to the bottom of the tool box
used only in extreme cases
every once in awhile
but forgotten when everything is good;
i get it
when the roof isn’t leaking
the drawer rolls perfectly
i belong in the tool box
just wanted to be more
i love the way
you exist in this world with a smile;
dark clouds only over the horizon
your temprate ignites that darkness
leaving your forecast clear and sunny-
others will call it a fake
a green screen over everything
but i’ve been in that studio
they haven’t seen the production
your light cultivates;
raised with bricks
stacked high with a peep hole
just can barely see out
cold stays in
life stays out-
this was fine
no really i prefered it this way
all the big bads would come
brothers and sisters dissapear
but i was good;
pretended not to hear their screams
pretended not to care
pretended not to be home
that keeps me up at night
they rebuild out there
and i’m still in here waiting
for
something;
if they can’t get in
how can i get out
seems air tight
so how am i still breathing
a dream of butterflys
shattering these bricks like glass
i’ll be gone- so fucking gone
maybe to find those taken
those that never had a chance
or to feel everything that i could only dream of;
i hear the big bads coming again
they can’t stop them
all i have our ears preparing for horror
it’s safe here
it’s safe here
when you walked through that door
that door;
i fell
down
down
i remember my eyes opening
and never waking up
a dream
a dream so real i remember the smell of your hair
the sun on my arms
i remember it all;
like it happened yesterday
i don’t know if that day ever ended
i hope not;
Saint's Muse 