It is Dangerous
Subconsciousness of memories flashing back as a motion picture
The moments of momentary stillness
The glances of the past
The destined state of forgetfulness
Is a voyage I have not traveled yet
Existing right now is the ship that sails with my future
That will land among a land of memories soon withdrawn
Devotion to not letting go
Is a superior rope that will only weaken and
Resume getting frayed
Animosity of my ship sailing
Doesn’t make the sea any less fearful
The passage still has to be trailed
And the sea still has to be conquered
The last stop shall not be the last
But only the last stop is of the present of where I lived
The zestful emotions that control my interior thoughts
Will not retreat into the shadows of our distance
If you are the lighthouse of the sky
You are the supplier of wind beneath my wings
But my wings are filled with holes
That are half patched with concrete
You are the jackhammer that never stops
Pounding into my heart
Giving it a reason to pump
Like the legs of a bicyclist
Who is determined to be a champion
Water being absorbed in my roots as I
Quench my need for the love that I have lost
Desperately fixating on my dehydration
Until I saw my rope being stitched
My sea growing calm
The light shining from the lighthouse
Until I felt the wind at full blow
Pushing me to the finish line
As I try to bike my way across the ocean
With wings on my back
Only made possible by you.
But that is only one side to you.
Water flourishing from the sky and
Crashing into the land with the anger of revenge
seeping into the cracks that demand to be filled
Aching to be filled
Overflowing to drown all of the regrets ever made
Washing away at the sins of the creators
Quenching the seeds of hate
But fueling a fire that can't be put out
Anger.
Desire.
Lust.
Passion.
Deposition of the thing that once gave me life
Is creating a pit of hell
That can't
Can't be crossed without
Burning
Or drowning in the disgust of human nature
My lungs asking to be fueled with the air
That is full of clouds from the storm of the century
Making a hurricane of fire
As I drown and burn
Lighting the way for another
For somebody at the end of the tunnel
That will never finish their lives in light as I die
As the fire burns out
Leaving darkness yet again
As the hurricane keeps raging war
Against the soul that seeks forgiveness
The weakness of the life I have lived only
Being eaten alive
A vulture has attacked my kidneys
Leaving me vulnerable to just one
Spoonful of sugar
Now the taste buds request more
But I know that death will await me
For the fire is out
And the cave is filling
Wind is brewing, waves are crashing
Thrashing me
The human till he can't get the taste of sugar out of my mouth
Anger
Desire
Lust.
Passion
Of never wanting to be taken down
Like a bull seeing red and wanting to kill for the right of freedom
That is my sugar you see
To live a life with anger
Desire
Lust
And
Passion.
Is a life of love
A burning hurricane making light to lead somebody
Stuck in a cave of darkness
That is love my friend
And it is
Dangerous.