Talk

Let’s talk about reoccurring themes

Like

Wanting nothing more than to shut out your twisted reality

That subconscious desire to kill yourself

Let’s talk about playing with fire

Like those reoccurring thoughts

Like a carousel you can’t get off

Let’s talk about your friends dying

And you’re trying so hard to understand

Let’s talk

About life at 80 miles per hour

Sleeping under the stars we are all made of

Living on the grace of universal love

That has been collectively forgotten by humanity

Let’s talk about how we are taught split our reality into

The hell that is duality

Like there is a way your life should go

Like your plan could fail and that

Life might not be worth living

Let’s talk

And move around some air, make a little noise

And accomplish little to nothing

Like being the change you want to see in the world

Is foolish because we have expectations to live up to

Let’s talk about crossing lines

Like firing a gun

Like giving up the concept of home

Let’s talk about how you’re only as rich as what you can walk away from

Like we can talk all day and

Your friends will still die and you will still try

To kill yourself as slow as possible

So you can enjoy your love of destruction

Let’s talk about how I’m running from all my guilt and pain and desires

Like it’s all chasing me and every time I try

To breath

It all catches up

Let’s talk about how looking in the mirror gets harder as I can see the pain in my eye’s grow

Like how resting in peace is never easy for those who couldn’t find peace while they were alive

And how they died matters less than how they lived

Let’s talk

Let’s talk and shed tears, let’s get angry and let’s feel hurt

Let’s talk and talk and talk and talk

And when we are done talking

Let’s ask if the living have a choice in living, and if the dying have a choice in dying

Like how you can’t stay awake with out getting tired and falling asleep

With no choice but to wake up and repeat after some more weight is added

To our already heavy hearts

They say where you finish usually depends upon where you start

So instead of talking about what we already know

Let’s be quiet and hope

Our friend has found the peace that she seeks

And life and time and the tears we shed and the air we move and the fits we throw

Might bring us the solace we need

lines of reason

Lines of reason are all that contains bent rules of sanity
discard the facade of identity reject
the mass appeal mold
test the boundries
before
you break them

Rock the Boat

because

you are not your name
you are not the clothes you wear or whats in your wallet
you are not the car you drive
and I am driven to instigate an awakening
I will plant the seeds of truth and manifest an
absolute love beyond

the lines of reason

swallow

This is for the trailer trash
This is for the meth heads
this is for the pregnant teen and her child with three possible fathers
this is for the parents with three strung out daughters
this is for the actors who's laughter was created in a mirror
because they fear their face might contort
this is for the kids that were beaten for sport
this is for that night shift gas station clerk who keeps the coffee fresh
and won't let you pay full price for the last cup
this is for the new train hoppers who only ate two meals this week
this is for the teachers
this is for the shy speakers
this is for those who wait
this is for the twenty and thirty year old virgins
and the one's who are still hurting 

even though the wounds have healed
but still they feel so lost
this is for those who know the real cost 

and paid with their lives
this is for the liars looking for love
this is for the saints living above
this is for the man who can't ask for help
and for the one who does ask and is denied
this is for the shooting stars that light up the night sky
this is for that brilliant death that takes your breath and makes time stand still
this is for that kid who can't really ever sleep because of his pills
DON'T GIVE UP
don't give up on that friend who gets drunk and tries to fuck the person you like in front of you
this is for that mama who only wants to heal and nuture every lost soul she meets
this is for that papa who doesn't know how to show his affection, so he keeps it lock in a box in the closet
this is for you
this is for everyone you know and everyone you've been inspired by but never met
this is for what you believe
this is what you see and what you need is to hear your own voice in my words
i can not give you my joys or my hurts
the noise i hear

or 

my thirst for unconditional love to be the norm
and for hate to be taboo
but the truth keeps getting stuck in the teeth of our dreams and this
erection to fuck life is stressing the seems in our jeans and if we could just
swallow it
the pressure might release

maybe if we just swallowed our pride and
swallowed our differences
swallowed our lies
and all our defenses
maybe our lives would be
less blissless
working to death just to try and stay twisted enough to miss this beautiful everything

this is for those who swallow
for those who know that sorrow is only the prelude to joy
and to try and drive sorrow away with things,
is to invite it to stay and bring more of the same
this is for those who live life
this is for those who have been jaded by it

swallow
swallow your pain and you pleasure
swallow your poison
swallow your dirt 

swallow your rage 

swallow your dispair 

swallow your discomfort 

swallow your ambitions 

swallow your fear 

swallow your impatience 

swallow your lust 

swallow your guilt 

swallow your pride 

and your parents pride
swallow your impulses 

swallow your inspiration 

swallow your lame vocation 

and shitty vacations and 

every little set back swallow that 

too
swallow these words and digest them then see what rings true

because this is more than my words or my truth
this is my love that I pry from my heart to put on these pages to give to you 
so you can learn how to dig in your own heart
and create a home not of this world
but in your own soul
and lifetimes from now we will still recognize each other

when 

we

swallow

7/31/2011