Flores
i didn't think you'd hit your head so hard
the frame looks better all crooked on the wall,
kinda reminds me of the way we are-
the way we lie and victimize ourself
now is it me or do our secrets matter more than our health?
i nail my hands down just to feel the way that he felt-
but can't scream with near enough strength to cry for help
i feel the ground give beneath my feet,
i can't handle anything that you say
and i pray that it's possible to- birth
your better off
now take my word and just walk away
but what
Night of Darkness
Fit the figure, link the spark
Watch the stillness burn
Pacific is the smokeless fire
As it lights his world
Taste the moisture, smell the warmth
Walk down every path
Rise above the mountain
As the snake lies in it's wrath
A patented umbrella offers refuge to the one
Who seeks the nothing he monopolized when he first saw the sun
Proprietor of freedom claims the rover's declaration
He must apprehend the discipline to walk and not to run
Spot the flicker as the page
Takes another turn
Darkness spreads like wildfire
As it fills his world
Taste the poison, smell the heat
Can't seem to find the turn
What's insane's left at the reign
Nothing left to learn
Blackened is the spirit as it penetrates the one
Who seeks the treasures of his father yet denies the role of son
He boasted as he filled his cup but not that of his brother
Could not apprehend the discipline to walk and not to run