The Other Side

Lost and transgressed
into an eternity
that has no end
yet days always tend to go by
way faster than it should.

Instigated by refusal
of the pivotal point of leadership;
a demise due to self restraints
The touchstone was nothing
but to be the best puppet.

Cornered yet not,
rants forgotten,
pleadings and pleasings were rules
a chart that grew large
with every intensified moment.

So, Come on by if you feel
for time is running out
touchstones will resurrect
nano-seconds to eternity
Lost and transgressed.

Juvenile delinquint
it’s your fault,
quick; to the pointless
locked! Locked in a vault…

Daddy, can I have a candy?
Mummy, Aren’t I your apple?
I want marmalade, don’t want tangerines
I’m scared I see me in y’all…

Juvenile delinquint
this song’s stale,
grades; to the battlefield
Rudy? He can’t fail…

Daddy, can I have a candy?
Mummy, Aren’t I your apple?
I want marmalade, don’t want tangerines
I’m scared I’m see reflections.

If the end comes by
and nothing is left
but the herbs that crawl up,
if nothing makes if this
and we go our separate ways
I’ll leave you an IOU.

In chaos and silence
in scattered answers
in unanswered questions
in a state of drop-guard
I’m lost; in your arms.

Through unrest and separation
through undesirability
through the jungles of madness
through a rebirth of me
I’ll cease to stay; in your arms.

Choked and scattered; I was once
final breathes were visible
through the ins and outs
wrapped in mist-ful serene dreams
eternity would resemble a place; in your arms.