new

so this is the deal 

lawfully intended to focus all your intentions past me

because I cant have you look through me,

not now,

not ever.

i can feel enough from far away

10 feet does not apply

we chase miracles not dreams

spinning webs and saving tires

we say love but we mean need,

not now,

not ever.

how can you actually tell if someone is on your side

when you cant even be on your own.

like a lost cause you have no cause to be lost for.

so you ask for gold and expect the world,

but yet you give so little.

smashing dust and cleaning rocks

a movable mountain

fragments of life

and a spiritual disconnect.

As a person

twisted left the fellow
but the leaves fall only when the wind blows
casualties
but we miss the conception when the face of god is desecrated
are you willful or just full of will
not a question of how but when
will this be all empty

star searching for the stars that shine even though they are already dead
behind my head
and between your legs
there is some dedication
we will call this one dear,.... love.

got to start somewhere
no ignorance with out pain
the flunks and failures
are forever preserved
a plot full of lessons ready for digestion.

fading
from the light no lime need be added
was not to high a horse
so i just got on.

Cover me up

lethal in creating wounds while I'm covering up your old ones
let the page do the talking
cause it was empty before the rage.

lend me a dream so I can excuse the pain today

You are saying now more
when both shoes are off
than you do when
your hand is in my mouth

time to shed some eyes
not tears
and just look away.

Its a long road
there is no turning back,
so we fight for the chance to feel alive
and keep a chance so we can go home.

Reamain

teach us.
am I lacking spirituality?
some would say,
but is because they are jealous
that my knees wont touch the ground
for any other man than my own father.

I don't believe in the things they have built,
for in the world they have taken for granted
and
I am out finding what is left
like hoping for a sign of life
though the rubble is usually empty piles
of material goods no longer holding
the mirage of prestige.

I know in the underground I find what needs
to be kept alive
kept away from the hands of the masses.
the protection of what is real is a must.

I am not built to take advantage
of friends,
family or
foes,.
but I have learned along the way how to be raw
and I keep these skills hidden,
only to lash out when I get sized up the wrong way.

I am built to be sufficient in everything that is asked of me.