water therapy

its just a matter of time when the only fear we obtain is the fear of ourselves. all lives correspond to the ending of days. ive been searching for something in this world, ive been searching for the peace of mind. what felt like an earthquake in me, was only a signal of separation. it only takes a rock to disrupt a pond. and it only takes a pebble to disrupt my mind. the difference is, is that overtime, eventually. the pond will go back to its original form. calm. and i go off wandering, what have i been looking for all this time?

air therapy

my god lay down these paved roads for us. we are the storms coming in from the west. our future holds a barbed wire design, and our eternity will remain as legends. "hallowed be thy name." with these hands as destructive as the inevitable dream. while others retreat in panic. the cities shall burn. i hear your voice echoing in the wind. the rain beats down harder for your return. all fires have surrounded us. in time, our hands will remain unfolded. leaving a trail for the lost to be found. only to come upon a throne, of where your seat will remain.

generations by generations

these are for all the chances that you have failed at. shake hands with your martyr and dig your own grave. we pray for forgiveness but we cant even forgive ourselves. our light is the path through the darkness. i have found the war i should of been fighting for. mother mary came to me. the virgin sky on fire. if my lungs were made of gold, and my eyes shined like emeralds, i shouldn't even be alive right now.