Creative Lab – Where My Pictures Come to Life
When “Let Me Go”
Is “I want you to stay”
“For the love of God, set yourself free.”
Pushing away, yet needing so much,
Sacrificing all for idealism you clutch.
Stupidity you thought you never caught
Now weighs you down, like tangled knots
Do yourself a favor: live,
Breathe deep,
take what life can give.
Eat, pray, love and repeat
for God’s sake, please,
Unshackle yee soul and findeth thy peace.
If you ever learned
how it feels to be dead and still walking
To drift through days as a ghost,
Cause no once knocking
Wearing a heart that no longer beats nimbly,
Cause no one’s coming
Its rhythm lost to a symphony of sorrow,
Like your black coffee
But somewhere, deep in this muted core,
A seed remains, stubborn and small,
Whispering hope to the void in your lungs
That even dead things can still rise
and bloom once more.
We keep talking
Saying everything
But not what we feel
We fill in the blanks yet they still remain,
Spaces that words can’t truly explain.
We keep it clean
We’re careful with the sheets,
Keep tidy and neat,
Playing it safe with strategies discreet.
We say it all, yet miss what we plead,
Dancing around the words we need
In the pursuit, on the way you meet the shadow..
A beauty, a splintered star…
She’s drop-dead gorgeous, untamed, free
You learn in the process of alchemy,
raw and whole,
God breaks your heart to salvage your soul.
And each fracture refines the gold of life.
What’s the opposite of love?
If love goes sour I mean?
If fortune seizes to tell
If touch became forced,
Indifference shows up
Suddenly you can barely endure,
What once was pure pleasure
Now a distant, unemotional lure
Paradoxical love
if radioactive was human, I’d be the blueprint
feverishly longing for you
Due diligently praying for you
Maybe my parade is all in your name
Maybe you can stop for me, just to say hey?
Our ancestors are plotting something that I am incapable of lurking
But I don’t see the win on my side of the roof
I’m a fool for love, and time has proof
Yesterday morning I woke up, had you up in my brain
The facilities in my body guiding my heart where are they, like the membranes?
It’s been a while I’ve been wondering how your lips .. how both my lips on yours fit
How my hips fit, is there a spot for these chicks? right between your palms or in your face.
it’s been a while I’ve been wondering if we will ever meet again.
I wished upon the stars to find a soul like you, to find someone like me.
And now there may be a “we”
Now I wish upon the stars to hold you in my arms
But even when love is
I need to make sure there is no toxic in paradoxic.
Although love feels like the latter, and more so than the former
They say once bitten twice shy, it’s made me greater
I search my character for the poop every once in a while cause it’s true
paradoxical love, I spy you with my little eye
If I hold you too tight I fear I’ll break you,
if I give it away, you needn’t grasp it, no force ought to cap it
If I keep you in me I’ll explode, if I put it out there I’ll lose hope
All sensuality would be gone, hence all of you in my thoughts
If there’s an in-between remedy I seek to hear it from you
Any prescription, potion I’ll drink from you
Cause the way I’m feeling.
I lost Corin I can’t lose you too