I've befriended opossums and ghost
One ate me alive,
The other was silent like a painting...
A painting the I'd never thought I'd create
But through steel and wood,
The splinters and scrapes continue to haunt my skin
My lungs burn charcoal day and night
Hoping the memories of the belligerent fish swim away into another sea
Crossing the skies like trojan horses
...
But again, I lust for Malibu and honey
Only to become a bone in the jungles
...
I abhor my nature...
My ways,
My lies,
My aloofness...
I had doves that clothed my body,
But I am now naked with a few on my shoulder...
And I'll be the one to accept the cold wind,
But I will not freeze
My heart and soul is callous...
Fragile from fear's belt
...
Let it go
Letting go
Let it grow into a shell of titanium;
My mind...
No more lies swallowing my psyche,
But to be candor while facing the sun is more than I could ask for...
Letting my bones rest under my flesh instead of being soup...
All the dreams
All the visions
All the lanes of life swinging towards me