The Loneliest Person on Earth

You must be the loneliest person on earth.
And I will hold onto you for all you’re worth,
but I don’t think it will lift the curse.
You, the loneliest soul on earth.

You must have the stranglehold of a billion youth.
The world at your disposal, disposing you.
A voice that goes unheard.
Lonelier than the souls begging for truth.

You must hold up others while the leaders sleep.
Still able to look in the mirror, with graves dug deep.
Sparing a dying breath, the world once at your feet,
now, fading faster than innocence, with no relief.

Petitions and prayers, soldiers watching in far off lands,
Superpowers procure the wallets of the “self-made” man.
Inheriting the gravesites of dollars well spent,
poppy fields that go for miles on end.
Trails of dead, dollar signs where lives began.

You, the loneliest person on earth.

Walls

I want to make memories now, no time to waste.
I fell into your lap, seemed like the safest place.
Clocktowers and scopes targeting all our children’s hopes.
Beggars on the streets, American dream, inhabitants broke.
When all the world’s stage wrote us off as just a joke.
Walls built up, stripped bare, clenched fists
but we’re not getting out of here.
Marked for time, when young lives have been erased.
Those walls to hold people out are built to thwart our escape.
I want to make memories now,
there’s no time to waste.

Someday.

I can’t live for someday, I can only live for today.
The joy of holiday lights, accompanying the quiet waltz of two lovers finally awake.
Discarding restless pasts, tired eyes to gaze.
No longer staring into souls, hearts fawning out the flames,
once set ablaze.
Starlight, where space infinitely yawns at our dilemma.
Ever knowing presence of the moon and its gravitational pull.
Constant, predictable—the earth feels the tug, relentless, yet forgiving.
Loving.
Always returning for another pass. Only several blinks away.
Doing it all over tomorrow.
Again and again.

Swallowed up by the Earth

Is this how you imagined it, when you set out?

City streets, crossroads, seeking new faces.

They look the same, no longer strange, because everything has changed… Were there other plans to slip away?

And could you run, could you hide, or fathom an alternate life; with an ending that may have been written all along?

Its one hell of a ride. When it’s over, who decides? I can’t begin to imagine how you feel.

Just let go of the wheel.

Were there faces and names, broken engagements all written in flames, ashes trailing off in the sky. Sparing everyone else, to make them happy instead of yourself.

How well I play the victim.

Last Breath

Seeking that last breath
Fearing the worst
wasn’t what you thought It’d be
how the skin stretched
In the silence, was the last place you looked

All i ever wanted, no space left for rent in my mind
You say we were haunted
but I was the only one sticking around
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And all we ever wanted
Just believe
And it’s real
If i had what i wanted
How would i know?
And would i care?
No one ever told me
The last breath, the only one that counts
Climbing the walls
Where the only way is down
The last breath
And the wreckage left behind
The remains that scatter the ground

My life In the real world

You want to see, just what you wanted to see
That won’t make things right
What you believe, when the whole world sold you out

Where i found u
The silence dissolves
What it took to break the calm
We were bound to
The moment we evolved
darkness becomes you