my hurricane is breathing

rumor has it, thats all thats left. very familiar eyes grasp my soul from the inside. we met on this very same side of heaven. pieces of peace scattered amongst the earth. we always tell ourselves "revenge is a satisfying meal." madness packed in the palm of my hand, swallowing all these bullets are passed the solution. warning: becareful of all of these false oceans, ones shocking behavior leads you soulless. fear is the devils favorite crush. this is very deceiving and very easy to have love turn to lust. so watch me watch you wash away. are you keeping up yet? im drowning my soul away. i believe in God because seeing is believing.

the forces of nature cloud my mind, like the forces of war cloud a solders mind. makes me cry just the thought of suicide, but i know that my biggest passion lies in the devils eye. so i sit back and observe while dreaming. THANK GOD MY TORNADO IS FINALLY SLEEPING.

the fountains of waters

taste the crystals that were made for you. we have sealed all the doors. theres no bargaining with these wolves. they taste the blood in the air. every action is a reaction so make it count. pointless miles laid down between our bones. our voices echo through the wind, only we are alone in this abyss. hope shines like the moon in the night. the eye in the sky, filled with a hundred million wings. my muscles begin to shake, temptation, fear and strength begin to sink in. the flag is raised. all armies approach us. we will not fail, because this is not a mistake. sacrifices will be made, but our lives will not be wasted. our hearts crawl out from underneath us as we let a tear out from one another. as the aggression and the growls of the wolves grows louder. some of the men begin to lose hope. i now smell the death in the air. i now see the fear that is laid out around me. its almost midnight and they're restless. the command is given and the attack will begin. they will strike first but we will have the upper hand. i hold my breath to hear the sound of men, women and children crying in the background. its dark, quiet and cold. just as the tension rises, i hear a child singing a lullaby in the background. a sweet voice of a little girl crying out a song. i lift my head up to acknowledge the little girl, and above me i see a white bird fly towards the heavens. a whisper from my breath is let out. "God is here".

of phantoms and prophets

welcome to the exit. this body of water which was once an ocean has turned into a river. how long will it be until your world finally collapses? ive seen these ships sail out and not come back. you manage a hole of acceptance. ive seen the dust shallow up a beautiful mind. you try to be strong. but your hands are always empty. this fog is for you, this desert is for you. this world i have painted is now yours. ill bury you where you have left me, shipwrecked and out of time. no more chances, no more farewell good-byes. no more butterflies and no more pretty birds. nothing sings to the moon anymore. ill howl at the sun, for its the only thing that keeps me up at night. the only thing that lets me know that im still alive. ill keep this for myself in a shrine of you.