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the deep seas churning round and round
the waters blurring all the sound
Do I slip beneath the lips
Of the beast
Do I let my soul release
From the bondage of the land

Do I taste the salt
Let the beasts blood wash away
The dirt that works between the bone
Causing the grinding pain

And as my madness echoes like the whispers of the sky
Twisting in to my ears
Echoes in the mind

I wonder what it would be like to be one with the waves and disappears in to the night

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you take bitter words
from battered young lungs
refrain –
and re-frame
from what you’ve become
massacred moments
of what was your past
tainted old feelings that die with the last
of hopes
and off dreams
when all you had left was your will to breath

windows to a soul that can no longer bleed
blinded old eyes
defining a new term for needs

memories of lost souls
and what needed done
when your freedom to live
is the only one thing –
that cant be undone

breath with me
see with me who i once was
and rise with me
try with
the phoenix iv become

rise with me
try with me
from the ashes i come

cj beamish

 

The words that she speaks
Came from the same language
as yours
But you’ll shroud her in shame
For what’s hers that’s not the same as what’s yours

For the things that she does
Brings fear to your brain?
Could that be that your week
No?
It’s her fault that she’s strange ?

Is it the sex
Or the shape
The colour that takes place
On her skin
That she’s thin?
Oh it’s a sin
To not be the same?

People died for this
Tried for this
Put all of the them selves
in front of real and proverbial trains
To be free
To see an equal day

So your bigger?
So your better?
So finally put together?
So it’s your right to say
Who’s who and who’s loves aloud to be sanctioned for forever

Like hitler
You slander
It’s not the same?
But didn’t you say you were better?
Because of race?
Because of sex?
Oh they just need to meet YOUR simple standards?

It’s just just jokes now?
You find humour?
In the purposed genocide of others
Simply because he found
Love for another ?

The past
Did it not teach you?
Starving Auschwitz victims
Didn’t reach you?

You find humour?
In hate symbols
Do you claim-
to be an individual

HATE FOR HATES SAKE IS CONFORMITIES/SLAVERYS SYMBOL

Tell me something I don’t know
What to say
How far to go
Who to love
What to show
What’s under neath the shell I know

When we dance
The things we feel
That some how help us
In how we feel,

After a bridge to far
A night so cold
That make us remember
our past so old
The bars that once closed us
Still ghostly limbs

But this love of the wind
Holds us in
As this endless road
Calls us kin

Shots of pain

And I said to thee
how could it be
That I live each day like this

With the shots of pain
Never brings the gain
that I wish to accompany it

And for I try
With a troubled mind
To always love again

But the trust is gone
And with the song
Of sorrow, I hurt my self again

mortal

Could you fear me for what I am
Or for what I was
And the things I can

As I twist
with in the sands
turn each page with mortal hands
Replacing eyes with sheets of glass

For the people
never seem to see,
every shade this worlds made of me
Eyes simply reflecting what’s meant to be

If perhaps we lost our wings
To something more then mortal sin
If what we lost can not be found
Is this why we cling to the sound

We bring the music round and round
Blocking out what brought us down
Could this be
Why we swear to never come back around

The ifs only I

If I were just a star

Life less in the sky
One in a billion
At least they would marvel at how I shine
And if I were a leaf
Predestined to fade
Or fall away early
They would still watch how the wind made me play
And what is this skin
This shell of meek flesh
These bones made to brake
These innards a mess
Made of a kind
Who make art out of war
Just a face in a crowd
Never much more
If my body could part
To let thunder in
Would I be more
Or still just a discarded remnant
Of the world of men

Be it brave

Be the one you had to be
Before you lost the hope
The dream
Be the one
who’s steady and free
Who’s rock
Who’s iron
Who’s ment to be

Not this week
And bitter dream
Be the one
Bore from ice
Be the one
Who can entice
Weather it be wrong
Or right

Be it
To finally see
What I am
Instead of
what you made of me

old lies

What are these things
inside my mind
within my ears
circling inside?

What are these thoughts
could they be mine
could they be trusted
could they be lies

What are these hopes
but the promise of tears
but the whispers that linger
of old untold fears?

What is this need
for the things deep within
that crawl under the surface
that twist in the skin?

Can I be human
or some other kin
made of destruction
and masochistic whims

Looking for happiness
anywhere but within
too afraid to see
for that’s where they sit

The voices that churn me
for this way or that
saying I can
saying I can’t

Tell me this turmoil
that I can leave it behind that my heart can be trusted
to tell more than just lies