These eyes, do you hide behind these cold blue eyes? I know I want to know The light, driven by the pale blue skies I go where to go Despised, and driven by these echoed eyes I know where to go A sign, written by these tear stained eyes I go do go
blurred were my eyelines, hindering... -to touch omnio so let me belong, eat me raw, stick me empty with your hungry claws-bring me light can you feel the tension? set me free from this sleep, leave me be to judge my own creation-bring me love and as I burned my fragile skin -touched omnio
All this can not go on anymore, these thorns they tear me to pieces The sign is given your sign is given I am illusioned
feed my lust and hunger-my addiction the thought of a naked appearance facing the rest of the world, left me in chaos-a prey without a common address drowning in salt water- can do nothing at all I am left here begging for mercy...
In this room; when I found images of poetry; I lost my deed, my shelter and my pain did they leave you unstained?
you may swallow all my precious lies you may stay and you may follow me further down the thin and crumbling line I bleed for my loss and hunger -my addiction though the thought of a naked appearance leave in me the wonders and words Can burdens relieve me from slumber in unpleasant worlds? Can the essence of bone regard me re-birth?
[bardo]
These eyes, did I die behind these cold blue eyes? Did I know where to go? This light, eclipsed in a worn disguise did glow even though my cries were driven by those echoed lies No where to roam Open my eyes, enlightened the child that whispered bardo omnio
Let me belong, eat my raw, stick me empty with your hungry claws-bring me light can you feel the tension burning? The soundtrack of our lives, on an early April morning, may be able to re-define the standards of this restless emptiness...
Carved out of velvet, draped in truth -to reach omnio Let me be strong, let me draw all the lines that fall upon the floor-bring me life let me feel electric tension I am greater, taller and a thousand times smaller From a ghost that told you where to go to a piece of flesh that need to know And as I turned my fragile skin -I reached omnio
I have gathered bricks throughout a lifetime to build a house where I will live The door is where I write these words -the window where I forgive Restlessly I searched the hallway for the truth of yesterday But changes cast their ugly shadows -the basement is there host today