QUESTION & LISTEN

every answer asks another question

[questionandlisten]

Mathematics of the universe defied Taken by force to change an equation defiled

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

The spiral of sickening staleness I'm stagnant in constant rotation Suffocating myself in darkness The paleness of life is futile Day after day of dullness exhausted I sit here in wait for beckoning fullness Anxiety as parchment Meaningless like individual letters Forgery in my own suicide Death was just another pass time

help punches holes through drywall

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

streams lined up straight

the sickened emptiness regurgitating slowly I’m churning in my sleep dreaming up it's meaning how could I have forgot this it’s so simple once you straighten it out dissolving this solution right into my being reminisce out every window about those doors that you let close it’s not the same as when you’re young but the story starts the same way gently into wordlessness the visions of memory fade I’m effortlessly second guessed misshaping what I seem mental void of loneliness erasing a separate soul the weight of lives woven together flashes of thread in the loom of life I’m tracing back the single step to the origins of where we’ve been forgetting not in careless march history’s cycling theme I was sworn to death itself and faith was found in nothing yet the stars still burn beyond the dark and endless expanse only then do I believe it’s true that the light could somehow win

[questionandlisten]

a finish all brand new

A finish all brand new I’m far away and yet still used to being trapped inside the fears a cage of what I wasn’t prepared for Nights have become a bitter memory as I fade into the in between for brief intervals of sleep. I kept these secrets to myself so masterfully it made question if I need some help. Hating solidarity can mean what it’s suppose to be and I’m not sure that it isn’t me lately. I’ve listened to the silence and the roaring there won’t stop. I’m not afraid of what’s behind the reflection of this box.

[questionandlisten]

stairway of sand

horizons haunting the inconceivable notion time's eclipse on meaning I bring the subtle difference to light on the fires of moments bearing no shift in sands untouched movements steadily towards the end beginnings blooming as sure as sunlight

[questionandlisten]

I’m charging no longer from static but from friction adventure seems inevitable thankful for the change a step away from haunting dreams and towards a path of wandering it’s hitting me that I was wrong and right all at once when I set out to follow a fear into the place of embracing it

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

cautious existence

Caution collapsing in glass Symmetrical existence Those elevated castles Precarious towers of seclusion As the landscape blooms Descend to be apart of it Assimilate with freedom Wild in every sense Renewal of self Removes the urge to analyze Fossils disintegrate Knowledge erased Worship the way A pattern escapes

[questionandlisten]

I WILL NOT SINK LOW

I will not sink low.  Instead I will rise high in the night sky to shed away my darkness and wear it as my domain.  I strike the match.  Broken and alight the same it guides the flame I’m crowned in.  I render my self asunder to the depths of consciousness inside of each breath to push me past the limits contain within my lungs.  There is power in a silhouette and my eclipse has lasted what it was due.  Forever is mortality only in it’s passing and renewal.  Peace has gathered inside my breast and yet I draw no comfort from it.  The stillness in the air surrounding is powerful potential.  Water on it’s surface is but a window to an existence of all that is contained under the depths of droplets that make up it’s matter.  I am submerged.  Hell has passed into Heaven and sifted through each other to create reality.  To think of life together as a shining light behind curtains of nothingness of black leaves holes in probability.  I am untouchable.  By both my mind and those among this outside world.  It is not unchangeable but I am.  For I am prone to no notice of evolution.  Nor do I have the ability to remain the same.  Each day I crash upon to shores to change them and yet still I extend past the foreseeable horizon.   The waves that make me will not remain absent from change.  A fashion is formed after a mental model yet there is no escaping the outlines and confines.  Simple is the day that I awake and how complex the feelings sway and dance.  Edges of myself are fraying and catching in the wind.  I have reached to find the foreign parts shrouded in mist.  There is no light except what I choose to give.  So sorrow and sudden mentions have misguided the idea of a pathway.  Feet are feeble enough to fall over each other.  So it has kept me in place for fear of taking too many.  In the days where I’m empty the faces have told me to rest up, for tomorrow makes haste to help.  My disgraced notions of earnest expression bear that guilt which I bestow in each moment of hate’s glowing torchlight.  Safety has never been possible.  I’ve always suspected it so why not abandon the cinder blocks that I intended to build up this wall?  Sickly clouds bring storms to drown out the sounds of questioning.  I remain stoic in surrender.  I have been lost in all of this but of course.  There’s never been a map or destination.  There never will be.  The being that I am in parts collected will shift and swell but the shell will decay and yet remain from day to day and I will be the change.

[questionandlisten]

I am a distraction to my own ambition

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

a m p h e t a m i n e

THIS WAS MEANT TO BE A TESTAMENT CONFIRMING THAT I TRIED NO MATTER IF I FIND A PURPOSE I CAN LEAVE REGRET BEHIND

CONFESSIONS ALWAYS ASK AWAY AS IF TO JUSTIFY THE QUESTIONS THAT THEY FAILED TO RAISE THREADED THROUGH MY LIFE

THIS RECKLESSNESS TRIED TO CONTROL WHAT DOMINATES MY MIND PIECES BREAKING IN THAT MOLD OF URGES THAT I TRIED TO FIGHT

CASCADING DOWN THE MEMORIES WITH ALL THAT WAS AHEAD OF ME BECAME MY OWN AMPHETAMINE & FOCUSED ON MY HESITANCY

[questionandlisten]

When I stepped away was I stepping off an edge?

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

I feel obligated to unburden the beings of darkness from within my soul I am a candle in an empty sanctuary a vigil to purpose extended from my palms I meant nothing when I woke yet the simple form of life lived brought forth the leeches to suck my mind away Notice this I am hiding away to maintain the scalded being that I aimed to become when I set out to live independently and now there’s nothing to hold me back as I lie to keep the peace and figure my actions futile

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

endless

paralyzed by choice dancing in my head sing along with madness there’s a hole that I’m filling without you

[questionandlisten]

vacant vision

My skin is chaffed and dying my eyes are growing dim this life was sworn to trying in nothingness it swims Feebly fashioned limbs cracking with each step the rising sun will start again sweltered by our death Step outside the confined decimated to degrees do seconds tell the time as it collapses in the breeze?

[questionandlisten]

I am the water rippling in waves A flood of memories and yet to be's

there is no right time

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

perhaps I’ve been misguided into thinking I was guiding the words no longer hiding inside the me I keep defining

  D / R / B  

[questionandlisten]

I THINK it’s killing me like sitting in a room as it floods overflowing I AM an art piece that hangs on a wall in a room filled with nothing blackness surrounds IS THERE a difference between the tree in the forest and the picture frame as they fall unnoticed with or without a sound SUFFOCATE the story and wear the heart of all my failures inside the pages as the binding comes undone

 soft spoken song of goodbye

  D / R / B