Questions begin to bubble up

As breath is grasped for after the recent race

What is this all for?

Realizing there was never a charter

A list of reasons to attach to

To given meaning to the dark times

To relish in those sappy times

It’s only been chaos

A quickening race to the finish

Random resolutions

Disassociated from any goal

Just moving forward

Always one foot in front of the other

Benign clarity hiding behind simple logic

Jump into the depths

Look for an enhanced path

Ask the right questions, finally


Swirled Together

This year has been tumultuous

Began in a frenzied state of panic

Withdrawing from years of valleys

A straight line of denial

Though when I was shuttered awoke

On a Thursday in December

I realized the fragility of these days

How resolution denied progress

So the blinds needed to be opened

The map needed to decorated with strategies

Because the battles fought were never resolved

Issues were sidestepped out of convenience

Though those days are numbered now

Can no longer be ignored

As the frontline is crossed

And limbo is entered

A war began to push towards victory of soul

Despite assumptions to the opposite

As choirs beckon the coming of a risen sun

Got Problems

Sirens wail a final warning
One more reminder of change
Revert course to stabilize
To avoid life’s progression
To stay in this coma of comfort
I have avoided long enough
Time to take the next checkpoint
To see what is on the other side

That was months ago
Horrible falls
Bloodied hands
Eyes sulked
Back hunched
These times have been burdensome
Skies flaring flames with every breath
Turmoil quantified by oceans of cries
This constant improvisation
Changing tempos void of logic
Dissonance hobbling along halls of thought
An endless feedback
Lengthened decays
Shimmered reflections
Everything mixing like a drink
Simple ingredients taken for granted

To find the soul of others
Find common denominators
Safe and easy conversations
Placating minds to servitude


Crying a lot more
Randomly driving home
Slinking away from people

Maybe it’s constantly being alone
Echoes being my welcome
A pillow to hold onto through night

Maybe it’s all the regrets
Lives that I pretended
Loves that I rejected

Maybe it’s the multiverse
Showing me how it could have been
Infinite possibilities now impossible to me

Maybe it’s traversing the wrong road
Calling in blockades down the path
Setting up traps to misdirect

Maybe it’s just my destiny
To show how horrible things can end up
How the man in public hides secret pain

Maybe I don’t matter
Begging for ears to listen
Bellowing madness to the dark
Pleases to whys to denials
Chasing the paces to disgraces
Misstepping placating promises
Coronating the confection through…
What am I saying?
Attempting beauty from disaster
Mercy to the failed angels
Those who looked but couldn’t help
Maddening cruise off the cliff

I wished for a halo
A peace to rub my shoulders
Soft whispers beaming love
Sedate the anxiety before awaking

I received damnation
A riot to punch me in the face
Harsh screams crusading through blood
Adrenaline panic after stumbling

So many streams leading to one place
Why is this journey so difficult?

Chest Pains

Stabbing under my skin
Shortened trail in front of me
Breath lost with each gasp
A panic clenching future
Insane that years were spent in a bubble
Comatose ease to be dealt with later
And the time has finally come
The avalanche of delays seeking payment
Asking for more than cotton
More than shelter
They want it all
Every instance shallowed
No care for your rejuvenation
The bell tolls your number
No warning
Just falling

For Fuck’s Sake

Another shuttered misstep
Blood coursing through damp hair
Eyes ablaze with the passion of injury
Taking breaths of gravel through pants
Moving over the pain towards exaggeration
Lash forward with a growl
Lighting striking an unexplored region
Falling back towards a hole of decay
Landing against mechanical metal
Pupils hazed by a whirlwind of direction
Seized by the opening earth below
A distorted voice booming through the fog
Listing the fired violations to dead ears
Right before the lights turned out
Realizing my modulated virtue was fucked

I Was A Basketcase

Stumbling through the hallways
Bumping into unbalanced voices
Barely hearing the echoes off the walls
Clutching the rails to stabilize the shakes
Focusing on falsified paradise under the dim sun
Negating beams of moon in my stagnant pupils
However it all came to be
A prescription
A misstep
A bounce pass
A diversion

The lines all resolve to the tonic
The one similarity in all this dissonance
Such a tumultuous calm
Divided by all your qualms
Echoing through cries shrill
Though our stance stands still
Sanctioned by a false flag
Figuring frequent delusions
Stated acceptance of seclusion
Despite such a downward slant
Digging though soulful hopes
Related to all our modern tropes

Denying all distortion
To enhance such fortunes
To never stumble blind
Or give in to a bind