I’m a broken soul
my heart’s shattered into sharp pieces
I’m not good for you
or you wanna change me into
a better somebody?

I’m a broken soul
with a shattered canvas
my air breathes to the
fantasies of my imagination
allow yourself to latch onto me
to create something beautiful

Your tongue spits fire
through the metaphors you lace
please fix my broken heart
I miss being in love
can I get that feeling again?

Embrace my skin with the
touch of your hands
awaken my dreams with an
enlightened reminscement of
your precious temple
allow me to get that feeling again.

consciousness breeds a new life
to a dying mind, body and soul
it is in your concern
to develop love and knowledge
towards the beauty of cosmic energy
consciousness attains one’s mind
for constant elevation and meditation.
take countless of breaths
and contemplate on the newness of greatness
elevate your spirit and mind
through the art of letting go
take countless of breaths
and focus your attention on being free
let your soul sail in living waters
and your heart abide in complete sanctuary.

Body aches,
muscles pull.
Feeling empty,
never full.

Mind races,
thoughts fly.
Tears falling,
hearts soaring high.

Caught in a moment,
lost in time.
Addicted to it a feeling,
a temporary high.

You're on top of the world,
then lower than your feet.
Feel like a millionaire,
but lose everything in a heartbeat.

Up and Down,
round and round.
Never being able
to find solid ground.

Aching for freedom,
but a slave to the rush.
Screaming in anguish
at the power of your lust.

It's hard to break free
when the high is so sweet.
But be careful to find it
for you may lose your feet.

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Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking down hill to a frothy shore?
Summer was past and the day was past.
Sombre clouds in the west were massed.
Out on the porch’s sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly striking at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret my be known:
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God.