You found me washed up on the shore of broken dreams
The place where many others were found dead
Or so it seems
I was choking on words
I was choking on atmosphere
I had been lost in the current so long…
I had to adapt to what was here.
You who rescued me from the waters…
And made me your token pearl,
You can’t keep me in a bottle…
Keep me in your world
So you’ve found something great,
And you swear you won’t lose it at any rate.
But I’m not a ship in a bottle…
Waiting there for you to fondle.
You have to let me go…
Set me free!
Love me only in your mind!
It wasn’t meant to be…
You who keeps me in a jar…
Hiding me from anything,
That tries to come near my heart.
More than I ever have before…
You found me washed up on the shore
Saw a light
And wanted more.
So, here I am in your cage…
Oh, My love I’m dying…
My soul is dying…
Leave me be…
Poison was the remedy
That merged two souls to one
With shattered heartbeats that clattered
And reverberated to the same hum.
An apple grows in the cavity of the chest
Its expected that a gold box is where the heart finds rest.
But comatose we all lay
Awaiting the chance to live
Finding the one who inflates the idle lungs of the seemingly dead
And what do we see with eyelids closed?
All during our wait?
Is it a dream we mold for ourselves?
Is it something we create?
An apple sits in the cavity of the chest…
Missing a bite or two…
With a lonely soul’s unknowing fate,
What possibly could the venomous nectar do?
Somehow awaken the unmentioned feelings that were blatantly thrown askew?
Touched to the cold lips of lost chance…
That suddenly renewed to the color Blood Red,
While eyes open to be blue…
Words are what we look for.
Like Candy on a stick
We taste its flavor in our soul,
But cannot describe it so quick.
So as we search this place…
The storage unit of our mind,
We hunt for the answers of the abyss
Discovering that as long as we trust Him,
It doesn’t matter what we think we find.