encrypted memories

faceless against the illuminated ocean mirrors

footprints burn away damaged voices lost behind broken bridges of our past like inscriptions witnessed under motorcade beyond cathedral skies

finding aging film lost behind secured rooms decoded like time-lapsed encrypted memories

every transparent wire bending by bursting matches striked by Parallax

prescriptions written by bursting wheels calculating divisional inspiration through unheard amplified lenses

jumping through trampolines generating blue and green visions forecasting a secret storm

emotions transpired through the rising tides like fingerprinted distances blinding my tomorrow

08/08/2020

watering the sky

I can hear the burning memories through the window

all the days pacing through your heart

when they start to step outside to realize

the sun starts to amplify

when the wind starts to damage the illumination

all the pressure building in your wings

All this desire pushing you higher

When the sky was blue and our dreams were high

a crack in the introspection

when dreams perspire in the distant without contrast

when memories walk through an echoing sky breaking a million mirrors

digging for lost damage in their lenses

breaking buildings behind their mind

create the forecast of comprehension to silence the pain

they fly across the painted ocean with flashlights in their hands

ride through the spinning Ferris wheels without emotional restrictions

breaking all the filters to grow across a dream

fishing through the silver skies

don’t capsize this ability

words won’t come out from their mouth

mirrors bending in the rain

when we can’t control this world on our own

burning the past away

“conquering every dream under escaping collapse”

trapped beyond recognized collapsing rain

the stillness of encryption written in lost magazines

damaged colors in the rain scream from the illuminated screens in your eyes

saving souls with medicated half-lives against written frequencies

withstand the silence when people fall through processed skies

the turmoil burning through your face breaks a million faults of image

a charade of instinct breaking aging keys to heaven

whispers burning against amplified skin

a sense of distracted damage on the streets of ultraviolet streets without a collapsed mirror reflection

break through unheard risks of observed protested manipulations

kneeling against saving angels falling from broken photographs

conversations controlled by television screens

withdrawing from a trauma digging under chloroformed visions captured by a telescopic hue

a lost impact behind the aged paradise

windows that control the future of mankind

cars falling from tomorrow to withstand your beauty

unlocking possibilities without a hue we can understand

a gift they clench from the sky to keep away strangers from the future

to crash a discipled ghost lost in their minds

angels unheard under a hidden eye they watch from stormy eloquences

stumbling colors that find their way across lakes written behind comprehension

reflections unstable to detailed paintings in your eyes… can’t catch the spinning mirrors of time

cathedral walls design a future burning from a lost liberty

voices that crack against controlled relapses aging escape

destroying futility with thoughts from recreated skies

victims conquer amnesty written against absolved paper shaded through value without definition

comprehending times of instability conquering every dream come true

New Closing Cell Song: “Half – Blind (Running Through Aged Film) A Forgiven Ghost Mix”

“the threshold of detainment”

Breaking through the reflection rinsing from the blue oceans

When we look through their fault lines 

Blinding a reanimated illusion behind concrete eyes

Switch the sky between calculated risks

half amplified flags hidden through processed illusions 

Parallax division burning under the doors of creation

Withstanding double footprints running without reminisce 

freezing a lake of reflection saturated under secret light

distant written voices detain a million values climbing under the wheels of paradise

sparks spinning through circles at uneven risks

men with dangerous prescriptions hiding in telescopic skies

helicopters clean the sky of decayed memories

containing an alliance of cars trapped in silent view

deciphering conversations battling for existence

containing manipulation over analyzed wires without the threshold of detainment

shielding a supermarket from the plague of disguise transplanted off false memories

running through a decayed wave of damaged colors

On top of the sky burning through the perspiration of mankind

Running through aged film

“when we find each other in the light”

leave this world damaged like a pin prick

facing the wall of confusion

pretend it wasn’t everything that mattered

Now we’re broken in two at the edge of a photograph

peel away every part of confusion

stare into the blinding ocean

the needle damaged without introspection

scaling behind the walls

lost behind the edge of ability

burn up a million formulas in your head

if this bird flies a kite behind paradise

withstand the wind that lifts up the skin

haunted by a million colors in the dark

step through the cathedral walls

climb on top of every memory

every dream lost behind control

dig apart every voice left in the sky

when they read your mind behind comprehension

skin shedding all it’s pain away

when we find each other in the light

Cryptophasia is a phenomenon of a language developed by twins (identical or fraternal) that only the two children can understand. The word has its roots from the Greek crypto, meaning secret, and phasia, meaning speech.

“Cathedral Bells”

I watch the ballerinas in the dark
every spoken movement counter-played
we can all find ourselves free again
inside and out mirrors study the emotional line
to run across imagination to re-process every critical point
we won’t ever stop running through daydreams
if we stop to questions why
if we stop to outline the detail on their back
will we ever understand which way we tick?
when you prescribe the distance I know the battleground too well
wake up another day to break this imagination across the silver screen
if you were next to me
If I couldn’t take a breath
I wouldn’t doubt redefinition
a vital clue going through your head
each slip, each belief to run through the sky
if I could speak
if I could speak to break the colors of silence
if I could speak like cathedral bells
if I could speak like the ghosts inside my head
to walk against the falling rain
if love didn’t fall apart inside my head
I see the shadows drop behind the heartache
reemphasize the social clues I am running so far behind
to cross out my window another day
tonight the church bells ring a different tune
to watch the cathedral walls one more day
to watch the smoke drop the critical line
to kneel before kingdom come every eye closed behind secrets reaching out for me
whisper past separation
tonight the church bells ring a different sound but only with you

“I hear tomorrow in your eyes”

I hear tomorrow in your eyes

past this point of view

to rule the existence

We watch children march across these wires

lost in the day behind this window

sustain this look past many years

we start to connect the skies

hold on to me

hold on to me

I watch the voices cross the line

don’t abandon this love

hold this string against your heart

pin every emotion towards the sky

we hold onto every day

don’t lose these years

will time break through the line across photographic skies

I watch the colors in the distance

all the shapes running against my mind

I take the blame for your mistakes

to shelter the fuel against the window

to break a million pieces of glass through my heart…

to break a million stars to remember how…

I see the sun shine behind tomorrow

I start to remember the lost days between hospital wards

turn the page through time and lift regret away

when can we run skyscrapers towards the sun?

run through tomorrow

don’t let go

don’t let go

don’t abandon this love

watch a million spirits cross the skies

A Million Words lost in the Cell

I watched you fall apart behind every second

whisper this world away

press the questions like damage

was I wrong to make things right?

all this time burning away

gauge the glimpse of this light

the pressure is too thick to control

break this silence apart

losing every color in the dark

you can’t break these balloons around my heart

to feel this emotion too deep

to feel this emotion like a chemical control

start all the days over in my mind

mistakes like dancers in the dark

if the light doesn’t shine today

let it burn me apart tomorrow

am I always wrong to choose different directions to get us apart?

one day they will rise to Heaven

like concealer to hide the black and blue away

like concealer to turn this world apart

shake this feeling to the ground

laugh again tomorrow

soldiers hear tomorrow

it hits them to the ground

in observation we pray for a new day of forgiveness

if yesterday doesn’t tell a story

someday we will march across the skies

everyday to define my faith

if time doesn’t answer me past the gates to prescribe the adoration

I can’t numb away the days lost

spin around this maze like a million pieces of doubt falling from my eyes

reflect the mirrors to break through the distance

a million voices gaining ground through the distance

to perfect the colors against the wall

I have seen the shadows spin through your heart

close their eyes to remember

television screens paint a true glimpse of tomorrow

pray for the days to absolve these sins locked in my heart

watch a million spirits cross the skies