where it should be

i got my place...
i hold my breath...
hidding from uncertainty...
fighting to keep my balance...
stareing at my own face...
knowing this is everything...
my world as it happened...
my own result of me...

tomorrow's meaning

I never wonder what was said... from the past about me... I look back to breath a sigh... the past is no more... and for looking back those words never stick... not in this life... they held meaning before yesterday... no more can they sting or love... was that only for before the last night... do they still hold wonder... life should hold the meaning of tomorrow... in the words of today...

4 dimension

eyes trying to peer into my world...
where they don't belong...
eyes that see the ocean...
more than water...
a place where angels rarely glance...
and mortals fear to tread...
on this side of the wall...
is breathing fire, like insanity...

junk shops

streching from road to road...
wishing to stop...
feeling peace could be...
in a shop selling salvation...
hope i can find home...

my side of town

i think i feel in love...
while i was looking away...
but now it doesn't belong to me...
and i whisper it...
all the way from the otherside of town...

you'd bet

why was my name never given your breath...
to live aside from paper...
when its relevant my name, the word...
isn't gonna be yours...
by the chances saying your name over years...
was given to much life...
and when life needs your name...
the word won't matter...
after the years living conversations...
that didn't happen yet or ever...
your name will be a word that didn't matter...
because nothing ever happened...

staying beyond one step

i still keep up with my shadow...
always behind me...
starting me...
leaving me...
always seeking warmth...
where no light lives...
at the beginning it doesn't seem mine...
always further than arms length...
like a lover's pity...
no reason to stay, bound by unknown faith...

sunday's words

maybe looking away...
was too long a descion...
there maybe regret in this...
the day has already come...
and i am still dreaming...
of what can't told in truth...
looked away into my darkness...
hopeing not to stirke down...
the light with my sins...
my darkness is not for the innocent...
the company i have kept in darkness...
the light still loves...
but from another's love...