eye see

way up high
painted against sky of blue
a wisp of white-ish cloud
sails past the moon

seeing only
half of the whole
eye in time
revealing what i already know

more

endurance is only as strong as the runner...

he rummages through the final pages left
hiding disappointment with every breath

it was always so easy to walk away
put off the big push for another day

far more often the voice that whispered
paralyzed- it wouldn't make a difference to the world

yet here he was failing, and smothering a mix of regret
holding his head high, with hope becoming like wet cement

he was failing, but not failure
will he see, the greater design of the Ultimate Tailor?

weaving pieces together like a puzzle slowly laid
each part of the picture creating a more beautiful display

it's only a matter of time and pain for endurance to endure
but as in every race, endurance is only as strong as the runner

Dismantled

I wrote this back in march...but i like it... so

Dismantled

With an infusion of truth,
Tempered by profane clarity
Take this fixation,
Obsessive reel of self-destruction
Peel back the layers of skin
Hiding and protecting the transparency within.

Dismantle the live wires
Entangled with my veins

Dismantle the wild lies
Entangled in my pains