Aaron...R.I.P.

Death walked by my house today. I waved when he passed; he said he couldn’t stop and chat. I watched as he approached the doorstep of my childhood all the while pondering what he could be doing there. Then I watched as a carefree boy from my past answered the door as a grim young man who couldn’t take it anymore. I watched as they passed death and the boy hand in hand. I waved but he didn’t look back nor lift his hand in response. I watched as our vibrant past together fluttered by my eyes. I wanted to cry for the boy from my past, but found my eyes dry and unwilling. I look back over to the doorstep and there stands the boy’s brother watching as I was as death and the boy walk out of sight. He looks like he may follow just bolt right off the porch and into the awaiting arms of death. I wonder if he too will be sick of it all. Will I watch this boy turn into a grim faced young man? Someday will I watch again as he walks hand in hand with death towards the end? I try to see the boy and death walking hand in hand but I can’t they’ve already made it over  the horizon. I flicker back to the porch of my childhood only to find it bare. I walk into the street and try again to catch a glimpse but I see nothing. There is no sign that death was ever here or the grim faced boy he took with him… Death walked by my house today, you’ll never guess who was with him. 

lost

It’s so easy for me to disappear 
Like a whisper in the wind
If I’m not herd
I cannot be seen
Like a memoy long past
I am lost
Can you hear me?
I’m shouting
I’m shouting
Can you see me?

Blood Prayers

She prayed everyday
For the angels to take her

She would pay them in blood
Drop by drop to be taken

But the angels did not come
No one took her away

More blood she thought they wanted
So more she let spill

Still no angels answered her prayers
No one answered her calls

More and more blood she gave
Until she was left empty
Her eyes would shine no more

But it was not angels who came for her
But the devil you see
Seems he was the only one listening

life of a fiend

My feet can’t touch the floor.
Are you sure there’s a ceiling?
Man I can’t find my hands.
Are You Sure I’m still breathing?
Man I just wanna dance.
Don’t you feel that mad beat?
Too bad I can’t cause I ain’t got no feet.
I cant’ close my eyes.
Think my eyelids are missing.
Do you know which way is up?
Think my head is spinning.
This is one great ride.
Sure you don’t wanna trip?
Feel like I’m flying.
Are we still on the ground?
Woo feel like I’m drowning.
Are you sure I’m still breathing?
Your right I’m not…

She

All the things you see in me I strongly disagree. Maybe you’re under the belief of a different me. For surely the girl standing in front of you is not she. Just me damaged and cracked never to be wanted back. It is my heart that you have stolen my love I give up willingly. Not this other girl the only one you seem to see. When you realize its only me and not she you have given your affections will you pull back in detest, and watch me cradle my broken heart to my chest. Or is it I who will awaken to find that she is really me and I was looking in a broken mirror? I surely hope it is I who saw things backwards so I can feel worthy of holding your heart, as I believe she does.

I Miss You

I miss you

Can you hear me

Crying out for you?

Sometimes I swear

I’m screaming

But it seems you can’t hear me

Oblivious you remain

 

I’m reaching for you

Can’t you see my outstretched hand?

But you do not grasp it

My palm stays empty

 

They say I’m no good for you

Damaged goods

So they keep you from reach

I can’t get through to you

 

Maybe they’re right

And I’m not enough

But I’ll still love you

I’m crying out for you

Can you hear it?