Do you see
The Light
I Said
DO you see
The the Light
yes
I Can't Hear You
YES
What's it Say

ER Hummm

Shall I tell you
Yes
It says
I say it says
To Enter the Light
You must Read between
All These LIES Or be thrown
Into the Pits of Hell
Of Your Own Ignorance
DO you See the Light

SILANCE

Are our feelings
speaking a language
we don't even try
to understand
are our morals
still preaching
tomorrow
we will stand
while our empathy
plays the game
of trying
to hide the pain
that drips
silently
from the corner
of our desperate eyes
that are slowly
becoming blind

Not many people
survive
when they cross the line
to a different frame
of mind

You were not expecting
the feeling to be here
you could not believe
as you gazed
across the space
that separates you
from the place
where the one
you hold in your dreams
waits to be united
with the half
they have never seen

Do we not keep
our fears close
and our denial closer
as we try to cross
the river that whispers
there is life
on the other side
for here
your denial shall drown
for without denial
there is no fear
in the belief
you cannot change
the things
that has brought you
to this point
at this time
in this life
that you live

The problem with
The sound of silence
It has a nasty habit
Of opening doors
To thoughts
One never thought of
Before

Are you looking
For a group
A base
For a home
Where you can Feel
Comfortable
With the proven
Human
Like minded
Where you can
Take off your Mask
That protects you
From the monkey
Minded People

Are you Looking
For a group
A base
A home
Where you can Speak
What you Think
No Longer
Destitute
Psychologically
No Longer
Politically
Homeless

One cannot Change
Peoples minds
For the Possibility
That one can
Is zero
One can Only speak
One can Only write
One's possibilities
Of one's Belief's

And Wait

And those who Have
An unconscious Feeling
That there is
Something Wrong
Those who Haven't Slaughtered
Their Curiosity
Of Understanding
The Psychological
Possibility
That they
Might be wrong

Will Come

No
one can't Change
Peoples Minds
By promotional Repetition
Cherry picking
Bullet points
One Can Only
Wait
For they
They Alone
Will Decide Their Fate

I'll help you out
I’ll help you out
I won't
let you drown
from within
I’ll help you back
to these muddy shores
for your heaven
is too far to swim

Could you not feel    
something for someone
yet not see it
for what it really is
eventually
but often too late
to reinstate
that feeling
that should have kept you
Awake

It is only when
you have cancer
in your thoughts
can you be called
a walking corpse
one who walks the lands
of fractured dreams
looking for
a reflection
to please

Truth cannot be destroyed
only hidden
behind corrupted doors
forced
into a twisted corner
battered and beaten
hanging in chains
and there
it still remains
hidden
by denials wish
that this
skeletal abomination
of truth
should never be allowed
to speak
to those who seek
the reasons why
we
our children
have been
denied

Why do you need
to see
what's behind the door
are the words
I love you
not enough
any more
why do you insist
on looking
behind the scenes
when you know
what you will find
will not be me
yet you hope and pray
that I will change
while wishful thinking
becomes your cage
as you lay
on your barren bed of despair
believing
one day
I will care

It can only Be
When you want to
For no reason
That your Honesty
Is Clean

Is it not
the silence
in the night
that you dread
in that place
where your mind
begins to drift
into things
left unsaid

It is said
Respect for the memories
For the personality
For which you once knew
Has far more value
Then the respect
For a vacant body

It's hard for Us
In these lands full of Lies
Trying to stand
By what we believe

On the streets
With our jungles of fear
Watching for things
That are unclear

Often to late
To try to reinstate
Our blood that now flows
Along the ground

COZ we're Human

Down to our Bones

And we're wanted

Dead or Alive

There are Day's when I Weep
When I Look at my Child
Knowing the thing's
She Has to Hide
When she's on the street
With no jungle of my Fear
Not Watching for those
With a mask of Sincere
WHO will take her Away
Never to be seen Again
Until they Find
Her shallow Grave
COZ she's Human
Down to her young Bones
And she's wanted
Wanted
Dead or Alive

In body
we are many
in mind
we are one

The Strongest Link  
In your Chains  
That binds You
To the spoon
  That Feeds You
Twisted Truths
Out right Lies
Is You

Being feeble minded
Has been
Psychologically
And Scientifically
Stolen from the old
Now trending
Among the Young

If the act
Of observation
Is an act
Of fact creation
The question is
How does one
Decouple
From the
Less then 1persent
Of What We See
Fakery
Could it be
That there Are Fake humans
Who continue To Believe
That there's Probable Cause
To Believe What they see
No matter the Fakery
On their favourite News feed

Do your
whisperings
of all
your yesterdays
echo
in your ears
as the present
quietly weeps
with the one
you hold
when you sleep

How can we say
we live a life
when our intent
scrapes clean
our honest pride
to leave
our morals
nowhere to hide
but within
the comfortable arms
of denial

Would one
be willing
to give up
ones humanity
for the children
to regain
theirs

Are there not times
when you wish
you could just drift
within the wind
that lightly blows
across a soul
that slowly grows
within

It is not the path
that you walk
that is crumbling
and cracked
it is you

When your mind
has been shattered
every shard
must be found
among the ruins
of your broken heart
within
these decaying thoughts
with denial
beyond belief
that you knew the price
you would pay
when you walked this way

Is it us
who puts the fear of loneliness
before the voice of reason
is it us
who puts the fear
of looking ignorant
in the eyes of others
before our logical common sense
is it us
who fears the freedom
of our feelings
that whisper
if you listen
to what is written
your mind
will become your friend

Do you hold on
to a dream
that is broken
does your thinking
say
it is not so
do the beatings
rain down
from your heaven
as your common sense
begins to grow
through the haze
of the pain
you are given
is it so hard
to sleep Alone