Falling Leaves
Faux Pas
Fear
Fret
Friction
Falling Leaves
Passions stirred from deep within my soul.
Damned Emotions: Let them rise above thee.
Notes which play such subtle tunes, these affect
Our innermost hearts and flood our souls with pain.
The border between us grows and grows,
For death would be a priveledge earned,
A legend told and forgotten.
Let the leaves behind you lie still and unstirred.
For, new disturbances present themselves as old
Ones are brought back to me time and time again.
And little bottles encase our memories but
Are arranged in our minds so that the unsettling will be
forced down.
Tears sprung to my eyes must be blinked back to show
You what strength belongs to me.
For death is an escape, the one most easily found,
A trap door to a place where pain is non-existent but
The memories are so thick we have to brush them
Away from our faces.
A time and place where happiness erodes all
Aging from our faces and causes us a momentary
Lapse of reason.
A time and place where
We look up to the sky with open arms and let our faces be buried in the
Falling Leaves.
I'm standing, waiting, breathing
Understanding nothing as it is.
Watching the world I built
Around me fall apart
And the seasons pass by me again
The sun, the snow, the leaves,
The spring.
And I'm uprooted from my familiar ground
And graceful art
I ask the questions so many have asked
Before like why the seasons
Pass and the world must always fall to pieces
But still, I understand nothing and
This faux reality melts away
Only to reveal more dillusions
And falsities
You say I have that je ne se qua
But I know I lack the will
To drive it what have you to say of that?
Nothing but you only have that lack
Of intuition and a crude sense of humour
That will never drive me on
So lack is what I possess
Lack of courage
Lack of will
And a strong sense of
Faux reality
I hold me with my own arms
As I lie awake in bed
I cry my tears in my arms
Death flickers in my head
It's cold outside and only
Warmth is help. The monsters
Dance within my head and wait
Inside my self
That unborn child gives a cry as
It whistles in the trees.
That girl was shot for worshipping
Her God down on her knees
Fear, Fear, Fear is the cause of everything
No one gets hurt as long as it's not me
No angels fly, and Children die because of
You.....
That guy who over dosed should've been
A blessing, a miracle...and now he is seen as a problem
That boy that you saw yesterday bore the
Deadliest gun and now he is seen as a problem
fret little boys
fret your khakis
fret your mothers cadillacs
agree that horns don't classify
the devil as a demon
halos are in the perception
of the viewer
fret little girls
fret your anorexia
fret your daddys love affairs
deny that life is of you
the consequences
dreams are born contraception
of reality
i'm always swimming away
against the flow of the tide
the break in the water is me
a stone flowing upstream
i tried to hold on to you,
the undertow, the current opposite
the pull of the moon and the
gravitational disaster consumes
hands slipping slowly away
the moment has passed
we both lost our chance
what warmth in our friction of
palms we created
so i say goodbye, too
quick a transition for me
from love too much less
held too much back to confess
you look blindly and dumbly and
you say you are my dear my darling one
i'm always swimming away
against the flow of the tide
the streams meet the sea
should be good enough for me
but it's not.
so i say goodbye, too
quick a transtion from me
you look blindly and dumbly
and say
you are my dear my darling one
