As I Lay AloneI'm a myriad.An emotion less inclined.An action without a purpose.A description undefined.I'm a contradiction.A seriously furious belief.An amazingly potent waste.A negative without it's relief.I'm without. A void instantaneously.Altogether suppressed.Certainly uncertain about she.I'm apart.Just another destiny.Incredibly obsolete.Containing singular mutiny.I'm attached.Dancing while idle.Longing for the unavailable.Imagining the moment before.I'm a possibility.A fluttering stationary.A stable earthquake.An un-tamed domestic.I'm lost.Adrift on stable ground.Floating while asleep.Missing what cannot be found.I'm impartial.Forgetting the minutes alone.Desiring the dis-apparition of seperation.My empty arms call for her touch.
Skinned,...BarredIf spoken hollow words have weight,and gifts of mercy create hate,then infectious black ink falls,when the blind stumble down it's halls...Should the truth be overcome by fear,or love replaced with tolerance near,can ignorance breed happiness,or should clear sight help clear this?...Can an outstretched hand be ignored,when reaching for help it is gored,when reaching for truth it is marred,when reaching for life; skinned and barred?...Dischorded disorder, black blatancy,blind belief, discarded into drudgery,knives held in the wrong hand,blades harp into the ever-giving sand,...On the edge of a cliff, overlooking,hanging by skin; dripping into breaking,denying the cure with more suffocation,demanding acceptance of in-action,...Without malevolence innate within,the Savior is shrouded by sin,reduced to a headache and a scar,without Him, we won't get far..
It's all I haveOn all of the days of the year,From the first all the way to here,I will think about you every day,I will dream about you after I pray,Growing inside of me are feelings for you,Tirelessly desiring a smile that's true,I'll do what I can to truly make you glow,From the tips of your hair to the end of your toe,I only hope that you'll never forget,The truth of the matter I am trying to set,That without a doubt, I care for you completely,And I know that i'm blessed, for having you with me.
UnderstandingShall we punish the water,for having such an illustrious flow?Or how about the bird,for avoiding the ground below?Can we blame the tree,for protecting it's tender veins?Or the awesome sunlight,for purging the earth of the rains?Shall we condemn the fish,for never closing an eye?Or even the grass,for living only to die?Can we chastise the fire,for existing to consume?Or discipline the daisy,for springing forth into bloom?Shall we harm our concept of time,for reminding us we're finite?Or reprimand the day,for seperating from the night?Can we criticize the wind,for cooling off our skin?Or gouge out an eye,for the view that it brings in?Shall we rebuke our ears,for the sounds they receive?Or shatter the dreams we dream,for the positive feelings they retrieve?Can we now ignore the point,for this philisophical rant?Or ignore the shades of opinion,which show I have a slant?Shall we disregard words,for attempting to show care?Or scorn an attempt,at trying to