If I Go To Hell

If I go to hell would you defy God his soul?

Your an angel and I'm sinner who can't atone.

I've made so many mistakes, I met you to late,

And I fear an eternity separated awaits.

God And All Which He Has Made

Imagine a place God rules instead of man,

I have found it and all it’s beauty.

Imagine where being humble is virtue,

I have found it and all it’s honesty.

Imagine a home where passion is king,

I have found it and all it’s transparency.

Imagine that forever seems short,

I have found her and all her perfection.

There's A Storm Outside

As the rain battered the glass window

he laid in the bed he made.

Twilight approached and his worries fade.

Thunder rattled the sky and eased his mind.

He was safe from all that was outside

As the rain battered the glass window.

Tired and exhausted he fell to the mattress.

His mess surrounded him in a beautiful clusterfuck, as

he laid in the bed he made.

“No more caring.” he thought as his eyelids dropped.

“This will be the start of new chapter.” when

Twilight approached and his worries fade.

Dreams Are Rationed

I circle around the block in search of understanding and truth

Instead all that I find is abandonment and lost children

A bulk of lies and fraud with bright dreams and false hopes

Rationed opportunities and souls plagues by the hunger for more

Hungry

I am human. No more, no less.

So how can I be held lower than others

Or how can I be held higher than others?

With no God, who can judge me except myself?

Influenced by what most would call greed,

But isn’t it possible that I call it ambition?

Determination with a will that cannot be broken?

And motivated by my failures and persecution?

Hungry and I have yet to be satisfied.

Falling

One hand grasped to cherished memories

Another holding onto unrealistic dreams

I’m falling with no way to brace the impact

I’m falling, unwilling to let go and help myself

Chase The High

Chase the high, grasping toward freedom

Begging to forget, praying for ignorance

Stand still just to know you won’t face your past

Only letting the past catch up to you

Selfish

I need to find peace within myself

before I can expect to find peace with another.

A cluttered mind, confused and disoriented.

Walking through life blindly with clouded judgment.

A child at heart, naive and easily heart-broken.

First to love, quick to forget, last to leave,

and one to never give up until I have what I want.

I’m so god damn selfish.

In The Palm of Your Hand

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

Don’t drop me please.

Destiny Is Molded By Experiance

You’re walking through the night during a violent storm,

Faced with freezing cold rain, hail, and hurricane strength winds.

With each step you become weaker as if your legs are about to give,

Tears cover your beautiful face. I can see the fear in your eyes.

I can tell your questioning the path you’re walking,

Every inch is second guessing, not knowing if you can continue.

But please listen to me! Do not turn back, do not run.

Stand tall I keep progressing through the storm!

The sun is rising just ahead of you with it’s warm glow welcoming,

A promise of a new day and a stronger you!

A new person molded from pain, hurt, and suffering,

Destined to succeed and rise above the bad memory’s.

Destined to recreate yourself the way you wish.

Destined to live your life for you and no one else.

Destined to understand your part in this existence.

Destined to one day truly smile and be happy.

Truly Haunted

Thinking of experiences as “in the past” is such strange concept to grasp,

when vivid memory's can have such a vast and deep impact on our routine lives.

The thought of something or someone can influence our every move

and if something similar to a spectre existed it's a haunting image in our head.

Just leave me the fuck alone.

Change Has Changed Nothing

I’m twenty two, still unsure of myself

Still unsure of a purpose or reason

Who I am, what I want, what I need

This teenaged angst has lasted long enough

Emotions flood every sense and perception

Reminded by my past, haunted by the present

And tormented by the future ahead of me

Waiting and taunting through the unknown

I can’t see myself five years from now

Four years, three years, two, one

Six months, two months, four weeks, two

Only tomorrow appears blurry and out of focus

Once again in my life it’s time for change

It’s time to re-invent myself from the ground up

Smash the mirrors until I’m ready to look upon myself

Because at this moment I’m so...

Time

Time is a gift, truly it is precious
And we waste so god damn much of it.
When we should cherish every second,
Squeezing every moment as if it's our last.

Break from routine, escape the normal
And embrace something entirely new
Something foreign, something unusual
As if it were fate, destined to be.

But never regret the end result.
Never look at the past with disgrace.
Never utter the words “what if”.
And above all...

Never forget.