Imagining

Imagining new worlds
Colors i've never seen,
a world full of debris floating all around me
imagining, destiny

Imagining new tongues
stories of bliss, words unheard
a fearless heaven forever
imagining, love.

Imagining me
shining like the sun
a limitless temple of idea
imagining, fantasy

Imagining the sea
sea foam, aquamarine
a limitless plain, of beauty
imagining, life

Imagining is life.
Imagining is fantasy.
Imagining is love.
Imagining...is destiny.

Replicated: A Thought

Seeing one’s self in their very own eyes, without the assistance of a mirror or anything like it, is quite frightening. I think no one could describe it properly, even less describe the intensity of it. A complete and accurate description would, surely, not be possible. There are some who can keep an integrated mind, through such an event. The question as to “who can or can’t” will remain a question, until the situation can arise to prove otherwise. Nothing is sure or true unless it has been tested. For those who seem brave can cower at the sight of fear, while the ones who were once afraid realize that something must be done and they are quite capable of doing so. A mathematician could give you statistics, reasoning… odds. Unfortunately I am far from a mathematician, and cannot. One would think that something as trivial as seeing yourself should hardly be considered fearful or frightening. For those of you that do think in that way… Gather all of your hurts and joys, thoughts and spoken word, memories and ideas, your own flesh and blood. Think about not having the ability to do what you want to do. Not having the chance to tell people what you’d like them to know… show the world what you want to be seen. And while we’re on that subject…go the other direction. Think about what you don’t want people to know… what you don’t want the world to see. Think about not having the ability to control it and I think that the thought of it might be rather disturbing.

Undeserved

i'm trapped inside this cage
with only a lie,
weaved by my own tongue.
tell me if anyone
will save me now,
why should they save me?

my head is turning
and i can't really see
the person coming after me.
whoever you are,
what do you see
in a lost soul like me?

pulled through the webs
of my deceit
my life was saved that night.
tell me why did you
save me then
why should you save me?

my head was turning
and I couldn't see
the person coming after me.
Whoever you are,
you saw something
in a lost soul like me.

what did you see... in me?

he turned his head
and smiled at me.
he turned around
and walked away.

Whoever he was
he saw something
in a lost soul like me
whoever he was
he saw something
in me.

The Story No One Knows

A story i longed to share with you
my eyes closed fast
my soul couldn't last.
all i wanted was to show you
who i really was
show you
who i really cared about.
because i lived a lie
A lesson i longed to teach you
with my last breaths
my fading heart
all i wanted was to teach you
what i knew
but i guess
you thought already knew it all.
my story is lost with me
maybe you didn't deserve it anyway
yet had you been there, you would have seen
as my eyes closed...
as my soul died,
those already lost had cried
cried with me
because all i wanted
was to share with you the story
the story that could have saved you
the lesson of life that no one knows
until it's too late to change it

why would you not just... at least listen?

Beyond The Masquerade

Thousands of people circle the room
the dance a new lie to the same old tune
I close my eyes to imagine
the prized masquerade

Alone is this room they cannot see me
I have outdone them all
I am hidden within where they cannot be
Beyond this masquerade

Ask me to dance and I shall decline
for this hidden face is not mine
Ask me my name and I shall not tell
if I even have one at all
Ask me why I hide alone here
and I will tell you why

I'm beyond this masquerade

My dress is beautiful lace trimmed silk
my mask of gold and green
green for the vines on a castle wall
and gold for the sun
that makes them grow tall
i have outdone them all.

Ask me to dance and I shall decline
for this hidden face is not mine
Ask me my name and I shall not tell
if I even have one at all
Ask me why I hide alone here
and I will tell you why

I'm beyond this masquerade
and I've outdone them all

Ask me to dance and I shall decline
for this hidden face is not mine
Ask me my name and I shall not tell
if I even have one at all
Ask me why I hide alone here
and I will tell you why

I'm beyond this masquerade
Ask me to dance
Ask me my name
Take my hand and lead me away
From this place
Because i've outdone them all
Beyond this wretched masquerade

Beautiful Souls

Oh beautiful souls cry, cry with us
long lost loves, tragic deaths
cry with us, help us see
you’ve been where we are
seen it all before
help us really be
Out of hand our world is
shaped so recklessly
we don’t know how we got here,
and we don’t know why we chose this path
all we know is we need wisdom
light the way and bring us home
Oh incredible souls cry, your battle cry
endless tears, endless years
cry with us, our battle cry
you’ve heard what we hear
fought it all before
help us truly see
Out of hand our world is
shaped, so recklessly!
I don’t know how we got here,
and I don’t know who chose this path
all I know is it wasn’t me
light the way and bring me home

In A Reverie

angry at the world and everyone in it
i want to be lost, may God permit it
i want to be where no one can find me
so i run far away, away from reality
past my town, into the trees
down a path, that nobody sees
and once i achieve what i set out to do
i'll add some tears to the present dew
to be honest
i don't want to be found, not in the slightest
i get up to find a better position
i hear a voice calling, perhaps with a mission?
but i don't want to be found, i run with fear
i feel as if my feelings are sheer
as if my whole purpose in hiding
is in vain, to myself i am lying
i cannot hide, no matter how far i run
i will always be seen by ... someone?
but no, i don't want to be found, please no
my whole life feels like a public show
deeper in the dark i feel my hands tremble
i need my feelings inside to assemble
what have i done to deserve this strain
all i want is to be hidden, to keep myself sane
tell me oh please, what can I do?
how can i escape my life, the people i know...how can i escape you?
a voice before, barely audible
came to me now, in my thoughts
deep inside of me
in a reverie
what do you tell me?
i don't want to hide?
all of this time you left me dying inside?
no, said the voice
i felt my eyes glisten, as the voice replied
"you simply would not listen"
then i realized all of my pain
was gone for a moment
my mind clear of all strain
maybe
i thought
i do want to be found.
i walked back, in silence
i looked down the path of my recent escape
than said to myself, i do.
i want to be found.
to be held, to be loved.
i want to live my life and see
what i can learn
but why i can't be
forever
in a reverie.