Twisted in the Tresses of My Mind

Displayed for the world to see

even with all the coverings of metaphors

even with the symbolism of choas

They see right through you, and all your thickness…sickness

Color you bright, they shadow your light

You call it necessary, they feel the contrary

Displayed for the world to see

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How can color maintain, when it comes from grey?

What happened to the core of me, it never stood a chance?

The cards were stacked before i played, how could I win?

How can a promise live on, when it stands on doubt?

Recreating a dream to breathe again, but with what air?

Was I wrong to stand exposed, even when it drew you in?

What happened to the body needing the heart, when only one functions?

How can I remain numb, when the core of me is throbbing?

What happened to the days of not caring?

What happened to my bulletproof walls?

What happened to my legs standing tall?

They ended with you, warped around us, collasped under me

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Bracing against the storm with soft fingers grippping

Begging it to calm but secretly never wanting to leave

the chaos, the pain, the instability, the addiction

Pounding into silence the heart waits for no pause

Breaking the confidence to look graceful in the light

the darkness, the anxiety, the unsettled, the conviction

Craving the wind to bear down the feet from running

Manipulating each inward breathe to focus through the grey

the lifeless, the fear, the devastated, the persistance

The storm abandoned, soul betrayed, forced released

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Some would call her drifter, though unfitting for a person that never travelled.  It was about the way she disconnected from everything around her.  The way she could make you feel like, though in front of you, she was in a distant land.  Magic eyes of wonder, captivated everyone around her.  A deep sense makes her seem well travelled, and it is hard to believe this city is all she knows, that these boats, this sea was the only backround she had ever appeared in front of.  She rarely spoke, but when she did her accent was unlike anyone there, unlike any accent anyone had ever heard.  Just slight, clean lined through the few sentences she conveyed daily.  If they had not seen her grow up before them, the adults would never believe she was from their town, their very uninspiring town.

Some would say she was the beam amongst their darkness, even though her skin was uninviting to the sun and she shown in person semi-grey.  It was her paintings and stories that was her brightest point.  Drawing pictures of places that had never been seen, and storylines that included emotions that were undescribable. 

She would say she was their martyr, forced to lay her life in a place she never belonged.  To mesmerize them through their sadness, and dazzle them through their sorrow.  She was the necessity when none of their children came back.  They needed distraction, they needed her stories… she was their martyr.  To never see the visions come to life, to know that it all existed, and to die aware that she was the only one that knew.

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Enchanted in the mix

Mesmerized in the moment

Capturing the thought between the hope

The promise is made to challenge

Intentions unified in concept

Grasping her now, holding him forever

Enchanted in the life, they call theirs

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Take me for that magical spin

the one i told you i’d been waiting for

where my heart penetrates others wisely

and i laugh sincerely with my eyes

Take me on that magical spin

the ride of our lives

the one i cant avoid any longer

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It was here I carved my life into my skin.  Embedding all the suffering and guilt into lines tracing through blood in imperfect designs.   i had everything i ever wanted in my sorrow.  Nothing surprised me or hurt me when my expectations were nothing short of disaster in itself.  I walked along the shoreline drenching my face with tears i had called upon to hydrate my eyes that had been burned by hope.  Here is where i laid my final dreams to rest, and approached the sunset with open arms.  When the beauty fades into darkness, i know my way around. 

Here is where i will stay, never stopping for a breath of regret.  There is no regret when you let go of the chance of smiling and release into the thoughts of acceptance. 

Here i will stay.

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Straighten out the brain so the heart can be untwisted

even while they run past your sight, you feel them in your gaze

the heartbreakers’ Casanova, the gang of violent love

Let them past and stand tall in unwavering coldness

the one that cares the least, shows blank on their radar

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even with new light it fell short of the darkness

the moon shown the same in different skies

and the heart devastated the worst on distance ground

nothing changed but the scenerary

and the battle was lost just the same

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Losing my heart, I gained perspective

opened my lungs to the evaporated oxygen of the world

going to see where the end stores its laughter

and where the beginning keeps its love

if nothing else a replacement will come

to keep my eyes open and beating

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**** posts will be sparce in the next couple weeks, as i will be in Europe… but I wont forget you…. you will hear from me i promise..********