The Finish Line

Held on to a ticket that did not win

To remind me not to get my hopes up if I take a chance

When did I become so unlucky

We were told all you had to do was try hard

Be prepared for opportunity and say your prayers like a good girl

It is the race of life

The difference is I fell on my way to the finish line

Got back up and forgot how to run

Started to walk and it started to rain

Walked through the puddles and lost a shoe

Went barefoot and injured my foot

Limped till I crawled 

Crawled till I bled 

I might not win this race 

But I will make it to the end

Faithless

He practises no religion

Believes in nothing higher than what he can see

Not what he is constantly told by the elders

Who are faithful in heart but make their decisions with a sword

That is man

He never understood being watched by a power that does zero to stop a wrong

The same way he does whether in person or on a device 

Why worship when all of it is stardust to be taken into a black hole

He cannot pray for a story told to make us less fearful of oblivion

Another tale for the faithful ones who fight, judge and rule a soul he does not feel

My Sea

The sea calls me like a foe before a fight

All that water with somewhere to go, the journey is my plight

I will wrestle with the waves when taken by the sirens

Transfixed by the twilight stars that shine like endless diamonds

Captured by their beauty like the mistress that cries for me on land

I kiss the cross she gave to me, I hold it in my hand

The sea that gives us life will surely be my death

May I come upon a peaceful sea before drawing my last breath

If carried overboard may I fall to the ocean floor

To be eaten by the same creatures, I had devoured on the shore

Never had the will to stay on land for very long

Only when I sail the sea, I can do no wrong

Unconfined

The physical reaction of the dawn meeting my restlessness

Awaiting a new day of living on my knees

Eating another morsel from the hand that feeds

Choking on destiny

I daydream in sepia

It resembles old photos found in a box 

Viewed for remembering a time before the medicine, I take to forget

I swallow my fate to get stronger so I can bite back

Tearing apart the expectations

Recovering portions of myself to be whole and free 

Unconfined by treasures

Better Love

Counted the galaxies in the universe

Hoped for love

Felt the warmth of the sun

New in love

Sang along to the radio

Playful in love

My brain ceased to think

Lost in love

Distanced myself from the whispers

Fell in love

Cried enough tears to fill an ocean

Stuck in love

Chose passion over regret

Stubborn love

Started to hear voices

Crazy in love

Started making silly choices

Foolish love

Drank two bottles of wine

Drunk in love

Started to hope for the end

Fed up with love

Can't wait for it to start again

Better love

Who will educate

Who will educate

The blind and tortured souls

And tell them the past was not what they've been told

The faces were different

Than what they see in film

The hero, a monster

It is a bitter pill

Education is the key

Yes that is the truth

But who will educate 

If the teachers are uncooth

Just pennies for books

While the superiors get a raise

Making the students compete

Giving the popular ones praise

I have been taught

And I have taught myself

Both are for my health

The latter cause I lacked wealth

Never underestimate 

The power of the mind

We cannot educate 

to leave accuracies behind

The Dark Road

The dark road

A formidable path

Journeying by twilight

There are no maps

Just a single white cloud 

That follows me like the ghosts

I thought I left behind

Travelling on this lonely night

The silence causes me to think

Even though I may suffer for my passions

I will still search for a light in the distance

Just let it be welcoming, not threatening

I do not want to envy the dead 

Pen in a Cage

Communication has become about attracting, while distracting

Leading to another sullen crowd

Because their was no grace in the statement

It just becomes a ratings war

Spreading the word is now an event

Dangling clues without reason

Making one think twice about rising

Another fairytale told about superheroes

When the faithful are sick

And the devoted disturbed

Grab the shallow masses who choose to surrender

Give them the truth

without closing their eyes

So we can retaliate with a pen

Using our blessing of words

salt

I am wounded

And what mends does not hold me for long

Just another obsession

Something else to crave

I need a life full of flavour

An experience with taste

One that does not paralyze the soul

And leave me to waste away

Maybe I was born too soon

Or only once

Left to wonder and wander

with the other broken ones

Through a course of holograms

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Love the flaws, but let our love be flawless

He loves my faults therefore our love is faultless

On soft skin

He lays his fingertips

And whispers in my ear

That the heart is blameless

Love the flaws, but let our love be flawless

He loves my faults therefore our love is faultless

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Sweet Saliva - Part II

Bless the emotional liquids

That fall

Chasing you

Catching you

Keeping you

Losing you

When strong

I will replenish in holy waters

and return to the waves

To drink and desire, once more