The Lines of Liars Who Took on the Thieves That Took You Away

It’s been so long now, my mind lets go of the details
That if I could sing you a song, I wouldn’t be able to start
I look through windows and wonder if I could ever fit
I’m too long gone to ever make it up

As the days pass, these people come and go
There are so many people, and yet some I wish I could know
I walked away, one last hug, one last kiss
We said our goodbyes, one last time, forever

I walked around many cities and many towns,
None of them ever being what you’d call home
And though I’ve never carried you, there was one promise I carried through;
That I didn’t let the pain take me alive

I’m sure you’ve been walking around,
Holding hands with another man,
Maybe even one to take my place
But if I’ve got one last string to be cut, I’d watch it through the windowpanes

Three, the silence of being broken
The words in agreement of placing such silence
As I couldn’t make you float
I’ve just never been that good at being supportive

Two, the words of being spoken
The silence in agreement of placing such distance
As I couldn’t make you fly
I’ve just never been that good at being supported

One, the lines of liars who took on the thieves that took you away,
But I’ve gone too long to make it up

Incomplete: Untitled #16

It’s late and I’m early for a dose of your love,
So pray me back to sleep, oh God
How close to glory have I been brought?
I ask you to bring me to the life I need,
Anxiously I withhold saying three simple words, but it’s only eight letters.

Tell me no,
As the beautiful sun you portray light,
The moon always turns its back away,
I never thought two thousand miles would become so far away,

I pray God,
Don’t let me die tonight from the broken
Swear to me tomorrow will be better

Lighthouse

Razors cross across our face,
Chained to the desire to be clean;
To relive floating towards emptiness,
The water never cooperated

Hands cross our hearts
Of hopes crossing our tides.
Those looking for openness freezing;
Who could save such hopeless souls?

Never again, the ship sunk below the surface,
Thought the unsinkable banners meant forever
They never meant a word that was said,
Would we break looking for the sea?

Be it the waves that push us together
Free from the lights searching for our lost souls;

And again we laid upon a broken bed of needles
We fought to hold in our blood,
Lied about never being dead,
About ever facing needles to turn our canvas;

Our lighthouse felt the water kissing its facade,
Bleeding out from our hearts;
Hearts that were never quite fixed

Incomplete: The River

I fell in love with the sound of the river
So I swam in love with the current pushing me away
I just wanted to fall in love,
I loved the sound of it all, didn’t I?

I was so far away before I found rock bottom
And through the trees all I could see was tunnels

To find the truth,
Dig deeper; well below the surface

I heard you were lovely
But I never thought you would love me,
I heard your songs,
So I dove in

Wait Until The Morning

Finally you have seen the vision,
The world wouldn’t stop us from spinning
Gravity can’t hit us here

I could dive into your seas and find the entire ocean
Down below the world is the void of being open
We could lose it all in a flash

Should you feel to leave,
Just wait until the morning
For us to have just one more dream together

Should you see to stay,
Just understand I mean when I say
For us to live this dream together

As the shroud surrounds us,
We would become enveloped in the darkest means
Graciously the dreams have fallen

Should you feel alive again,
With whispering breaths inflating your lungs
What will turn your mind back on?

I could freeze waiting in these waters,
But I’ve never felt safer near sharks
For what grace we have floating beneath

Should you feel to leave,
Just wait until the mourning
As some day, the sun will shine once again

Come Carry These Wounds/When We Were Damaged

When I look at your scared arms,
I remember calling them home
While remembering the tornados
I know we were damaged

I can’t control these contaminated wrists
When all I hold is a phone,
I glance back at our yesterdays
When we thought we had a future

When the final note strikes a chord,
I won’t be there playing around
When I promised your hands more
I failed to see your palms ideas

I would never ask you to try
When you get time,
I say you’ll start to see
When the sidewalk ends,

It always ends with me