“red balloons fall from their hands”

turning on the inside to fall against all pieces broken in the sky

kites withstand the black glass shining through your heart

your beauty written across every page

turmoil in their silence, blinding the discarded ships falling the lost ocean

turn around to face the days rising on top of every collateral emotion

spinning with a deeper understanding of the hidden gesture drowning above the lakes

every picture on the wall, the still of your escape bleeding from every wall

withstand notes that decay like painted footprints across discolored sentiments

every inch of value rising from the glass ocean

inside you recreate pictures in amplified mirrored houses of figment

digging deeper for silver recognizing the survival- a horse’s instinct

crashing colors against black glass impacting surviving luminescence staining beneath your skin

dusting fingerprints impacted at the end of your mind

reveal the darker contrast of rising castles breaking sustainability

red balloons fall from their hands echoing past eternity

“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.

“across the blue and green fields of lost memories”

I hear you whisper three times against the dark

catch a piece of photography from your hands

strangers listening to the screams across the floor

a new aspect without control of our senses 

shout the hidden secrets to a lifeguard waiting to be saved

burn a new meaning through your skin

scatter the paper flowers across the maddening forecast

break the bleeding knife through the mirror

dance across the blue and green fields of lost memories

 

“a trespass blinded by youth”

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I stood outside the door
press my fingers through the air
children walk by with stars in their eyes
stare straight ahead
A vision collapses through time
too scared to take a break
find the escape
dreams driven by you

still upset by the clenching of time
words that break apart
a madness lost inside
a dream of the past
where all the future stands still
waste away for another day

their hearts start to collapse
press my tears through the sky
a trespass blinded by youth
catch a million faces burning in the light
faces blur past recreation

an image lost in their hearts
did we stop to burn habits into gold?
faces start to question God
a scripture burned through skin

wasting away on self concern
feeding people with the lost harvest

An Instrument of Glass

a step against violent days
breaking through the floors
lose my face like shattering voices trapped through a distant past
fall without a doubt when you press against their youth
We’re hiding my thoughts until they dig too deep
Watch from the towers above lost in the sky
I caught you within the control point
sharp like matches pressing through crystal visions
damage oversaturated
memories conquer me through a lost escape
touch the faces from the hiding room
sickness driving deeper and deeper
I adored your past until it made you bleed
I adored your future while before it clenched me
through a cloud of separation the figures break like glass

a hope beating faster and faster

I heard you reach out from the distance
all the cars crashing inside my head
can we ever go deeper than this true aspect
multiply half a mind and shatter past mistakes
fog pressing under my skin
prevent a million relapses with one disguise
hurt breaking from the mirror in your mind
don’t try to stand around to watch it all fall inside
drive a hundred million miles on the icy shores
not a day left damaged to struggle against
watch the colors forecast a hope beating faster and faster
we shelter the world stuck in isolation

“words lost in purity”

light up the staircase of her memory
climb with precision catching pictures falling in the dark
all you meant to me is swimming so far away
into so many pieces I am immobilized
fly through the room in procession
losing atmosphere I choose a new way out
to hide away from the night and fall into the light
you stand still breaking clean from every trace of sin
into a new view a million colors crashing from the night
separate confusion from ambition burning deep inside

walking through the streets
faces with half calculated expressions
move free but don’t go away until it all makes sense
stand across cathedral bells and towards the future
a spark to ignite inspiration yearning past school yards
all around we move through comprehension one more time
every emotion falling from the inside
words lost in purity

“numb your fingers”

stumble out of focus burning for new memories
lost again to this silence
press my face against the window to feel time
I lose directions all at once
a value so introspective
they wash away the future with just a glance
secrets burning through the wind
choose all the colors yearning from the light
write down the definitions to fight for your life
pace up and down the trampoline held up by your youth
spin across the wires to numb your fingers from retrospect
I see you through the crowd
you wear so many masks to hide from it all
spitting out a new frequency in blue and green
sit still in this isolation and face the wall
crumple up words on paper until you find truth
I saw you with chemicals in your voice
one more chance to spin across disbelief to make it right

“secrets shatter like plates of glass”

scatter the sky into a million lost pieces
lock myself through the walls
behind every secret you tear apart my daydreams
fascinate to burn against my skin
climb the rollercoaster to withstand ageless color
a crack against my footstep
a wind breaks apart every drop of my last worry
cry out for tomorrow you hold me too deep to understand
secrets shatter like plates of glass
every direction fumbling in the dark
dream of the shipyard where we belong
hands crack behind the color-wheel
drifting through a million voices locked in the wind
will you resist me in the dark?
will you marry me past comprehension?
balloons break into dust
figures start to demand company
clouds start to separate you told me so
to skin a broken trespass
pretend to climb the wall in unity
locked where ambition holds me deep
I want to help you understand
photographs too brittle to touch
all I wish is coming true
all I wish is coming true
children laugh in the dark
grow up in this park
men with cathedral eyes pace the floor
choose the distance but don’t run too far

to ride between the wheels to paint it red

i hear you step out of my mind
all the colors crash in a million different directions
if we were free to trust in this world
play victim through obsessional implications
I hear all your words come true
paint a picture so happily
color the future so bright
ingest a million years with the faith of mankind
memories lost between hope
all the words stream like a car crash
to ride between the wheels to paint it red
look at me with chemical tears
look at me but don’t touch the glass
walk between the ghosts that marry me
in and out of every town shadows drop behind the veil
too blind to see the light
too blind to refocus past every detail
choose objectivity to break the walls down with gold
when a million shapes touch from beyond
we sit still so happily
to ride the sky one more time
to cross every mark of your skin
a dream of solidarity