Life throws an ache
A heart
It falls
Like fall
Brings down the leaves
To the ground
From the tree’s

And inside
Every tear drop
Of their eyes
I will source
I will empower
Some sort of lifestyle
To devour the ache I feel
To turn like a wheel and drive away from this town.
This guilt.
This lack of substance.

I see them sit
One man had just one eye
He looked at me with the other
Tried to smile
I gave him money
All I had
Still not enough
For a lousy bus ride

I’m sure he’d wanna get out of this dump.
Perhaps in time
I’ll have the money to show the world
That while half of it is starving
And the other forcing itself to loose weight
A medium is obvious
To everyone, but our present states.

Yes maybe in a few years
I’ll have the power to regurgitate
All the freedom that inside me shakes
Spread it all around.

The man with one eye will look me up and down
Rest his smile to a frown
What can he do with just a few pennies.
What can I give him when I lack in plenty.
Inside though im not empty.
I have ideas
Of freedom
Soul
And cost.
The choice I lost
When I said I was helpless
Until I saw that man
With just one eye
Smiling at me through the corner he despised.
So strong
Goodnight.


Night sits neatly
Calls me fake.
For its been years now and I haven’t delivered.
Nothing but broken promises
As the world claims it hasn’t received.

And daylight calls an illusion
A mist of silver in the clouds
As I find a new talent
And its me, the world has found.

One day soon I’ll come to you
Remove you from this fight.
The world has been in darkness for far too long now.