Joining The Source

disconnect and pull the plug
right out from underneath me
you pulled the rug
slow motion process at break neck speed
watching the ground come closer
for milliseconds at a time I bleed
and suddenly it all is clear
for the ground is all too near
bracing for impact
shattering in space
realizing the fact
that my splattering face
cannot stop the momentum
of my death force
slow motion collision
rejoining the source

Big Boss

if there was a god
i would ask him
to start the game over
....or just to end the game
choose a different character
or seriously up my stats because
right now im getting beat by the big boss

Cinder

Would I fly over the trees
if my spirit escapes
would i watch with the bees
and slide with the snakes
or would I become anti matter
living in the underside of the universe
a droplet of rain going pitter patter
or a rock in the ocean fully immersed
Let me break out of my own mind
for I am silenced by my own agenda
and only false peace do I find
as my soul burns down to cinder

Since She Could Not Wait Till Spring

I purge myself of you
you, who in my pores seeped
and then stuck like glue
you snake like spore
whose spiteful tongue split
by her own teeth
whose petty hands couldn't
hold true to truth
she tries to infect me
and yet instead she is so affected
her childlike ruse to incite anger
will not melt my ice queen heart
only the warmth of loving spring
will loose my surging torrent
yet as she smashes me with a hammer
i only break to cut her open
with each shard of my frozen self
since she could not wait for spring.

I like to Walk on Glass

Wondering with fury
about my reasons
for I walk on glass
as I smile
to remind me....of me
shards deep in heel
feeling ever more real
and yet i do not seek
a remedy
readily preferring gangrene
Try to follow the bloody footsteps
if you wish to find me
but watch your step
I like to walk on glass...
to remind me...of me