Past Notes Vol.1
A Message to Society
What would it matter,
If i Cried?,
If i Died?,
That I've searched all of this time
Without knowing what to look for
Pounding more nails
Into this mental hell bulletin board
I pull myself in every direction
Emotional turrets
Desperation has me scrubbing away
These photographic images
That agitate my infatuation
Be of service
Give me my sentence
There's no phrase or endorsement
To protect me from myself
Still i wander deeply down
This heart felt hell
Could it be?
A chalk outline of my fantasies
For one day
Could we forget
How to feel, hear, see
You never let me
Become part of you
In this solitude
I water the hatred
In the crystal reflection
Of your splitting atoms
That sink their roots
To the Core,
To the simple and fragile foundation
Of what I've known to be the best of me
There's a parade in every penalty
The violent shakes
Wont lift me from this body
What i want
I don't need
I've lost it already
When i stop to think
I weave
In
And Out
Back up to the bottom
Climbing the way down to the top
I knew i'd be the fool
To try to silence the silence
To get the spinning earth to stop
I'm falling into this hole
Out flows a waterfall
With love and hatred
As this poorly written story grows
Muddy waters
Flood up to my nostrils
Moss grows on my tiptoes
Let your war cry,
Be my lullaby
As i hold onto a deep breath
One last time
Brain Cork
Get the gears grinding
Preparing to battle myself once again
Fighting off
The penitentiary programing
Say to yourself,
"This has gone too far"
Far too gone
Readapt
Pull my tail from this mouse trap
The lies and ties
Leak like vapors
Seeping through a crack in a gas can
We forget about the ground beneath us
When we watch the ashes of heaven
Burning up the sky
Look at us now
Children crying
Like a kill switch cop
My fingers itching for a trigger
Or something to ignite this
Give me some gravity to pull myself back
To some common ground
The mouths of society
Have leaked toxins,
Successfully poisoning the members
Of the Center of Disease control
Photo albums
Make good kindling
Make up
Is good for masking
What we hate about ourselves
Decorating the ashes
Spectacular sparklers
Catch the fuse of a Roman Candle
Flare off
Sharpen your senses
To the pop of a snare
Delicate dreams of chaos
Leading a war dance
Flare out
siphon and spit out each others toxins
United we kill each other
As we wonder
Why we cant seem to connect
To a more advanced species
Spark the core
Let's get it right this time
Let the planets smash together
Cosmic wind chimes
© 2013 Skyler DeCristoforo