Of easy exits

You‘re failing yourself:

Just falling through space.

Nothing to grasp-

It‘s a last escape.

If you don‘t even try

It‘s like wriggling out

From the tight spot

You don‘t care about.

Then no one can say

It was right or wrong;

They can‘t judge your value

If you never perform.

And if knowledge is power

And ignorance bliss,

You can never have either,

You‘re just caught in the midst.

Between twilight and sunrise,

Between darkness and light

And if nothing comes of it

You can still say „I tried“.

And who could contradict you?

Who could ever negate,

When it seemed like such effort,

Well you skillfully played.

Because acting is easy,

Whereas action is hard.

Because work must come second

To an instant reward.

So you‘ll hover forever

And you‘ll never touch ground,

Not one thing or the other,

Always destiny-bound.

Via E. Jenner

I stood at the door

of a place that was home,

touched the cool metal

and like memory foam

it bent to my fingers

their imprint was made

and even with all of the years

gone to waste:

It's story is capsuled,

enclosed in my skin,

It's etched in the rocks,

it's carried within

and knowing our future-

the end that awaits-

it makes it that easier

to let go of it's gates.

Material things,

both mortal and not,

we must be contented

with the time we have got.

A farewell to my childhood,

the shelter I had,

the place that once was

the roof over my head.

Foster the insanity

Oh you‘ve gotten comfy under my skin

And I don‘t ever remember letting you in

You hide in the corners of my mind

Niggling away until you rob me blind

Sweet syrup, stick to me

Make me what you think I should be

I’m so much better with you here

I can almost disappear

I can hear your whispered words

vicious taunts are meant to spur

I know you don’t mean to hurt

All the world becomes a blur

Sweet syrup, Valentine

Seep into my broken mind

I’m so much better with your lies

I taste hell in paradise

Can’t remember being myself

We don’t need anyone’s help

You’ve taken to that leather belt

Your words they sting me, leaving welts

Sweet syrup, sanity

Break my heart and make me bleed

I’m so much better with this need

I can almost disappear.

Who was the one bleeding?

Suppose we all leave a little blood in our wake

You sure left yours in my trail

But who was the one bleeding?

And I used that little charm-bracelet you gave me

To etch new worlds

Into the palm of my hand

Always hoping to find you there

But you were long gone.

The Love of Yesterday

We always say things like “forever“
As if we know what‘s meant to be
And you could tell me I‘m no better
Even if my ears would bleed
I know you‘re right:

People change
And in a wave
You‘ve become the love of yesterday.

16 years is young to settle
My heart was always stubborn though
And I spent years of worthless battles
Trying to not get over you
I know you‘re right:

People change
And in a wave
You‘ve become the love of yesterday

All the pains I took to overlook what everyone could see
All the work I gave, the ways I paved to give a piece of me
Today has been a long time coming
Let me retract my once sworn loving

And you were right, cause people change
And in a wave
You are the love of yesterday

And maybe now I‘m free to say
I used to love you vehemently
Cause in a wave
You are the love of yesterday.

Whispers the Wind

Your violence was ever present
underneath the surface
I never quite escaped the way
you always made me nervous

The Earth, she told me: "Let it go"
but I could never listen
Your howls were pounding at my door
demanding our submission

I was a clever straw
in bending but not breaking
but Earth, she never quite foresaw
her plates would soon be shaking

And your oppressing whispers
slid through crevices and cracks
and we could waste our wishes
but we'll never get it back

That picture of perfection
that your thrumming words once drew
it was never our reflection
cause our version's always skewed

It gripped our mind, for her and I
we wanted you around
but you only knew one way in life
and it wasn't on the ground

And to this day I bend my mind
to capture the lost meaning
of painful wounds the Earth still hides
and dreams I don't believe in.

It Stems from Fear

She is the same she's always been
a scandalous wreck-
chaotic dream
she stumbles, she slips
she blows off steam
she loses her grip
a lot it seems

She's fighting a battle
a losing war
(though who ever wins a war?)
She trips over how she can raise the bar
it's nothing, it's alright,
it's nothing at all

And who would have known
the mark was set
to heights where no human
is bound to get
cause even by standards
of normal men
she's failing,
she's breaking at the stem.

Nofish

If I were a onefish,
it wouldn't be so bad,
to swim along alone
on the paths the twofish tread.

If I were a twofish,
I'm sure that I could find-
another kindred twofish
to share the same mind.

But no, you'll never find me
treading the same ponds,
swimming in the waters
of which twofish are so fond.

And you won't see me splashing
around in the same lakes
where onefish live so happily
despite their lack of mates.

Instead you'll find me dreaming
up on their grassy banks,
on every ivory coast,
near the oceans- on the lands.

You'll find me watching gladly
as all the fish swim by.
You'll find me being thankful
for the way I lead my life.

For twofish may be happy-
and onefish may be glad,
but being' nofish at all
is the best life ever had.

Chasing horror

Masses of words lie jangled.  Tied in with your paranoia.  Thickly woven into the fibrous substance of your thoughts.  Your  mind reeks.  The sweet putrid scents of opulent ideas overcome it‘s every corner.  Fear is for the living.  Gelid showers trill down your crooked spine.  In raising yourself it makes a sound like a brittle ancient book being reopened one last time, then cast away.  You‘re in pursuit.  Your ugly eyes  trained on their prey.  A yellow glint in a thick forest.  Amber on a vicious green.  The cold smoke of your breath caught in your throat is only an afterthought. 

You still pounce.