In your lies I saw the truths you withhold.
In your sighs I saw the love that you sold.
In your eyes I saw destiny unfold,
and the rest of our past was history.


In your fears I saw my courage born.
In your tears I saw sanity torn.
In your mirrors I saw the masks I’ve worn,
and the rest of our future was fate.


In your dark dreams I saw wonder.
In your high hopes I saw plunder.
In your war screams I heard thunder,
and the rest was a mystery.


In pain I saw your sorrow.
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Discrepancy déjà vu…
Something’s wrong with this view.
I’ve seen it twice before, or more, and never was it true.
Night terrors and wiring errors electrify perception.
My system’s set on self-destruct to kill-off misconception.

Reality rendezvous…
Am I just a part of you?
We’ll live this dream again, it seems, until it passes through.
Night pleasures and drastic measures to justify elation.
This satisfaction’s what we need to feed our perturbation.

Mortality mystery…
Is life ev... read more

Too many things are falling apart all at once. I fear that if I let go they will all fly away, leaving me as a raw sore spot in the center of a vast nothingness. But perhaps my acquiescence would serve as psycho-physiological glue, binding the various aspects of my life by their common resonance. Certainty can be the quickest path to death, but my lack of it here leaves me fighting constantly for breath. The struggle to maintain a delicate balancing act taking place interpenetratively in ... read more

You chose to see what you wanted to see,
regardless of the truth that stood staring you down.

You chose to be who you wanted to be,
regardless of the you that you knew you should’ve found.

Now you lay broken.
Fate has spoken,
and the unending winds of change
have blown through.

Where once we were merged,
our paths have diverged,
and the we that was us
has become me and you.

I should have known what would soon be my own,
if I played with a fire that burns to the soul.

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Time is leaking,
and bleeding all over me.
It's so smooth and liquid
as it pours across my skin.
Boundaries are blurring
and I can't say
just where you end and I begin.

Was it always pain or pleasure?
I can't seem to let go.
But I feel divinity in the flow
as I drift away.

Time is draining,
and the future is haunting me.
It's so familiar
as it creeps into my past.
Memories fade
every day,
and each one consumes the last.

Was it always now or never?
I can't seem to rec... read more