i got this.

i feel crazy
someone save me
i feel crazy
someone save
me
save me
from my self

i feel misguided
confused
and frightened
this rope i am walking on
is fraying
i need it to be tightened
i need to walk on the wide end
but im walking on the silky side
the side with no support
just invisible threads
shredding so short
where
did all my friends go

OH I SEE THEM
screaming "ABORT ABORT"
i cant afford
another
retort
im wasted
and being hazed
tazed
and just in case
you didnt catch my name
confusion is my epitaph
where the faces are all the same
my identity is stolen
empty head
i walk the tight rope
of shame

but i hear on the other side
is a paradise
but how will i get there
without my vice
my vice
my drug
my life
how will i make it
without the things that make
me feel SO NICE

i hear there is some shepherd
that guides you to the other side
some master magician
who catches you when you slide
it seems he even walked over this
same tide

he knows where the tight rope
is frayed
and where it's tight
but i hear he lost his eye sight
how can i trust this shepherd
with my life

this is crazy
this is crazy
someone save
me

someone
someone
im slipping
falling
flipping inside
my hearts doing handsprings
cuz i see the tide
underneath the
tight rope
i walk
its called my life

but i hear
there is another side
where the grass is greener
where love resides

i hear there is a street of wide paved gold
where fairy tales and wisdom are ever told
i hear of this place
i want to find it
but
in order to find it
i have to give up
my drugs
my boy
my toys
my car
my voice
my house
my roll royce
no
not
the royce
not the fendi
not
the
speed
not my meat
not my
beautiful
cheat sheets
the things
that
help
me
get
through
this
disaster
heap
i call
my life

i would take the daring leap
the other side is near
i would take the daring leap
but what would people say
i guess i really do care

that leap
isn't cheap, no i wouldn;t dare
its ....
not fair

im falling
someone save me
i hear that blind man
calling
but ....
i think
I'LL save me
....
i got this.

what is freedom?

why worry about the freedom behind us
when there is freedom beside us
its the freedom of silence
that helps you take a
peek at the the inner life island

its a balmy breeze siren
waves craSHINg
killing tyrants
singing sweet melodies
the fluid wisdom
the solid truth

but what we think is freedom
is calculated science
the science of lying
that kills
the soul that sleeps
behind the eyelids

to see is to 'feel'
but are feelings real?
emotions can trick you
and sting you like a
jelly fish on
your heel
reality
is
the only thing Satan conceals
so remember that God
is the way
to the truth filled fields
fields blooming with promise
this field is the raw deal
let him be your shield
keeping you from the lies
that weaken the will

gods truth reigns supreme
its a dream lighter than
whipped cream
it is a breezy beam
cozy like the sauna steam
this liberating dream
even gives hope to a fiend

truth is the way i walk
even though the narrow seems
tough
but tough
is the way of love
love is a choice
love is that small voice
guiding your dark head
the voice in the void
telling you
to exercise choice
(does the simple life
seem too coy?)
don't throw life around
like a toy
(its a gift)

so i ask you
what is freedom?
is freedom doing what you please
pleading your too weak
so you walk with ease
get sucked into a tantric tease
or is freedom
walking in truth's breeze
even when the cold waves sneeze
spewing cold dew on you
you walk true
in between the black and blue
in between the white and black
never looking back
never looking back
even when your attacked
and feeling fat
and you lag behind and slack
you keep walking true to the
tic that was tacked
for your toes
to stay walking in the fact
the fact
that your saviour
has a plan
to win you back
you the lost sheep
who used to sleep in the gutter
pain slabbed on your skin like butter

worn thin you muttered and moaned
trying to find your way back home
thought your freedom was owned by you
but you, you were on the slave ship too
owned by the prince of darkness
who abused you
and still you accused
the man who had nails driven through his hands
for you
you
chose freedom
when you should've chose truth
but i ask you now
what freedom will you choose?
the freedom that helps you win
or the freedom that helps you lose

.............

tame/wild

wild like a garden
tame like a baby
lush like the forest
your noose can't hang me
cuz im wild like a garden
tame like a baby

Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up to salvation– if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is good.
(1 Peter 2:2-3 ESV)

the viking & the babe

wanna rage wild like a viking
vying to be king
but i will stay floating
in the bay of peace
peace so meek
flowing in ease
tease the
wind whipping between my teeth
with my tongue i push back the trigger of the gun
shoot into the sky
the sun
and a ton of mist flows from my fist
my curls wave goodbye to me in the rearview of
my life
my hair is gone
now im bald
and i feel like a child
naked yet free
soft skin feels like a velvet field
a terrain of purity
now i am back
on the ship..
floating
like a baby
[like moses in his basket]
so a child i will be.
[god is calling us to be children]




“Let the children come to me; do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God. Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.” And he took them in his arms and blessed them, laying his hands on them.
(Mark 10:13-16 ESV)

rubiks cube

enter the rubiks cube in your mind
twist the colors till they align
when truth starts to become apparent
humans start to become daring
so keep your thoughts in shape
and prepare for the GREAT ESCAPE
dont let your mind be bound by duct tape
because the mind is gods dwelling place

do you see the picture?
is it getting clearer?
do you hear her?
your conscience has a mirror
it can reflect god or a bearer
of bad news.

keep wise and make no comprimise
because the great escape will save lives
if you keep your eyes on the saviours eyes
enter the rubiks cube in your mind
keep it aligned to his colors divine

what if

what if cherubims
sinned with a grin
and an evil eye matched
the sly smile above their chin
halo of invisible death, sin under the skin


what if a vAMPIRE
carried a bible in his hands
while sucking blood
like your number one fan

see sometimes sin looks sweet as cake
but we don't see whats real and what's fake
because were stuck inside sins fate
better realize what sin is before its too late

don't let that attractive mask grasp your hands
pull you down into its sickening quicksand
don't let deception ruin your purposed plan


.........

the wise man

will we fall or rise?
the ends no surprise
if we look through heaven's eyes

like the wise man said
use your head not your lips
i give you full strength
equipped with a silent gun that grips

a gun that blasts wisdom
how come
we're all running from
the wisest one?
we want to be the brightest one
the fastest one
the hottest one
not the meekest one

you see
god did hang on a tree
but it wasn't so we could
be a rock star
because rock stars don't bring
the world far
dying on an overdose of self
egomaniac always wants to tell
but when it comes to love
they'd rather buy than sell
rather tell than show
because at their show and tell
they are the only talent

"sell MY self?
give all I got?
you must be tripping
stop blowing up my spot"
so these rockstars on the pulpit
kings and queens on the red carpet
hold up their dreams but it seems
the theme of their dreams
is THEM
not what the wise man told them to be
see, the man who is the meekest
nobody remembers
come december
when the tree's lose their leaves
you hear the wise
man singing in the sweet breeze
" go out and love the least of these"

the wise man made the difference
kings and queens seem amazing
self esteemed
but popularity breeds
problems like weeds
in the garden god is
trying to grow us in

the ego
must go
if we go
to show show
show off the glitz the fluff the glamor
we gotta remember the man
who had spikes banged into his hands by a hammer
the wise man never stammered
he lead by example
he walked the walk
and talked in few words..
so when you feel like your at
your worst
you're actually at your best
because the ego bites your ass
when you believe YOUR better than
the rest
......

hey, we aren't gods gift to the world
god is the GIFT..
we got to humble ourselves in order
to show others that gift.
(god reserved a special space within us..where that gift fits..and if we become egomaniacs we won't have room for that gift.}


ECCLESIASTES 9:13-17
Wisdom Better Than Folly
13 I also saw under the sun this example of wisdom that greatly impressed me: 14 There was once a small city with only a few people in it. And a powerful king came against it, surrounded it and built huge siegeworks against it. 15 Now there lived in that city a man poor but wise, and he saved the city by his wisdom. But nobody remembered that poor man. 16 So I said, "Wisdom is better than strength." But the poor man's wisdom is despised, and his words are no longer heeded.

17 The quiet words of the wise are more to be heeded
than the shouts of a ruler of fools.

18 Wisdom is better than weapons of war,
but one sinner destroys much good.

baby blue

her tear stained cheeks
burned for weeks
with the poison
of her sorrow
but soon she learned
to take a peek
and peer into
tomorrow