pouring out your soul

[trentm32]

"colorblind"

always looking to the sky,
but always finding only grey
when did I become so colorblind?
to find the blue, I'd lost the way

this inky blackness ohh so sprawling,
and the stars like Christmas lights
everyone so blinding white,
such a contrast to the night

I watched it once just waiting,
and to the rest became withdrawn
but the answer never came clear,
and what I found was breaking dawn

through these tiny speakers,
flows this small philosophy
thoughts linger a little longer--
the cold becomes a little stronger

the stars, they fade so quickly,
as my breath echoes in the chill
and I give in to this weak shiver,
as well as this moment's one standstill

[happening fish]

Ach! Beautiful!

[trentm32]

thank ya

[trentm32]

"romanticised nostalgia"

picking up the pieces,
fighting for the words
singing dear old songs,
when the moments can't belong

finding old ideas,
hidden so forgotten
far back in your mind,
change the past to make it kind

romanticised nostalgia,
given a cheery glow
to forget the pain still there,
lie to yourself, say you don't care

walking down the same roads,
you can't remember where to go
but finding all new ways,
to see through these thin cliches

[trentm32]

"broken hands"

broken hands,
lessons learned
eyes on the floor,
search for the words

pulse beating hard,
your grip shaking so
knees start to buckle,
you'll never let go

can't see the floor,
stance already failing
look to the sky,
the stars begin falling

the world crashes down,
through it all you're still there
but no one can see you,
and nobody cares

the final one left,
soon you wish there were none
look to the rubble,
for the prize you have won

[trentm32]

"sitting in your chair"

braches on the trees,
swaying in the wind
leaves fly through the air,
sitting in your chair

the window tightly shut,
thin frost begins to form
outside the rain still falls,
as the silent whisper calls

the glass rests there so pale,
parting from this world
and it protects our fragile hearts,
from just shattering apart

[christa lynn]

I really like "broken hands". The rythm was awesome.

[trentm32]

thanks! I liked the rhythm on that one a lot, too.

[trentm32]

thanks! I liked the rhythm on that one a lot, too.

[trentm32]

"technicolor"

dreaming in color,
it all looks opaque
turns to a nightmare,
never to wake

rustle so lost,
never to find
in the blink of your eye,
lies the lost sign

[trentm32]

"too long histories"

looking to the past,
through rosy memories
and knowing how it ends,
these too long histories

wishing to go back,
to the way it was before
before it all was sullied,
to a place when it was pure

now all the time is marked,
by awkwardness in the air
a reminder of all the time passed,
always hanging, always there

that day was just a gift,
an echo from the past
of a time we can't go back to,
one that could never last

and all that's left to do,
is to find who we are now
to see if we're still friends,
and if we can make it back somehow

[trentm32]

"lost in the sky"

if I could turn it all around,
I'd run it all into the ground
just drowning in the sea,
of all the things that you can't be

I lost you in the sky,
how'd you make it there so high
how do I make it up to you?
just tell me what to do

think of all that you would miss,
not waiting here for this
and all the things you'd know,
but never really show

[Random Name]

The imagry in that one is fantastic.

Its sad but colourful. I like it.

[trentm32]

thank ye.

[trentm32]

"every ounce of heart"

it takes every ounce of heart,
to keep these tears behind my eyes
always looking to the floor,
always looking for those lies

you know everyone can see it,
but still everyone just feigns
act like there's no play,
tired of losing all these games

only a few even notice,
just glad there's someone who can see
a heart breaking below the surface,
wanting a life that just can't be

[trentm32]

"09/27/2004"

even when it's over,
it still can't be me
tired of the shadow,
burning from the light

after all he's done,
still refuse to see
how can eyes still shine?
shying from the fight

once there was a bond,
why can't it ever be?
so I'll just continue on,
doing what was right

[trentm32]

"driftwood"

tear away context,
finding the truth
throw away order,
drown it in youth

passion and starlight,
the blue moon hangs high
those little white stars,
thin clouds in the sky

toes in the sand,
as the waves never cease
just floating like driftwood,
as we try to find peace

[trentm32]

"barely"

somehow I wanted to save you,
but I can barely save myself
this introversion fades away,
as we look to another day

[trentm32]

"write the holidaies"

all the beautiful people,
walking through their beautiful world
they can't even see the rest,
they think they're always at their best

do they even know we're here?
making the world go 'round
the ones that never sway,
and write the holidaies

we cause the wind to blow,
and always watch the dear sun rise
because in the end it's all that's real,
and the only thing that they can't steal

[trentm32]

"listening"

hanging on too hard,
feet barely touching ground
cold concrete and old brick,
listening to the sounds

standing on that ledge,
looking down it seems so small
thin smoke and faded neon,
you're straining for the call

weight is shifting forward,
your arms spread out like wings
you let out one last sigh,
as it never starts to sting

the slip can fade away,
as your fingers finally fall free
just floating on the clouds,
and waiting for what will be