reward

hear is the voice, resisting the world, denying the memory that is darkened, blackened,and afraid.

lose the feeling everyday bleed the indifference forget the voice, lock it out, detonate. she is the reserve, lost and aching, running within the veritigo, round, round, faster still, the mary go round til it spins you swiftly away from its footing. away free, freedom is a lie, we are all slaves to ourselves.

me i am a slave to my music, the lyrics, the meaning of nothingness which consumes within the nothing that is all comsuming and the end is a beginning,,,raging, refusal, forgetting.

if you could believe if you could let go if you could become the world within a thought possessing the pulse the need the resistance the everything,. it is gone away lost and hurt nothing to know the real meaning the real absence unfilled longing and explosive.

no thoughts sense the last and my sincere thought provoking letter was merely a grasping to have something,,,,,,that i know not. you are the agony racing within her heart. the lack of love that can hold on to the world. you are her forgotten innocence asking for a childhood lost and forgotten behind memories of gravity.

watch for the clouds upon the horizon, watch for the meaning behind the distance, watch for your rouge as it fails at your feet.