One-A-Day

You ask me to define freedom like I even know what it's like to be out of chains my mind holds me captive more than any threat could. Freedom is quiet and freedom is peace and freedom's a bullet in the head

Pervasive uncouth unsanctioned ** There's a building down the lane, its windows blackened by years of abandonment and dust. They all drive past without so much as a glance but inside is a nothingness so complete inside is where i want to be send me to oblivion oblivion with you. ** Standing on the fault line, watching the space between my feet grow. If I keep treading two paths I'll be torn apart and tread no more. I can't cling to this branch and covet the ones above but abandoning the girl I was to pursue the me at the top of the mountain makes me free in place, terrified (of the potential). maybe i should welcome the fall, give in the tempting oblivion of the abyss... ** Your mine / you're mine ** Scum on the surface cloudy but acceptable beneath. nothing's pristine -- no, not anything worth substantial (having/being/wanting). ** Beneath the line lies a sine wave that isn't regular but one that peaks and falls at r...

you turn my insides out but only in a good way you destroy the power of my weaknesses and all I can do is thank you. and i feel more alive than i ever did before...

The tears don't come as often now but there's a well of salty water and its bucket never comes up empty. I'm still broken inside somehow but I'm learning to live again Don't feed my lies anymore; the truth cuts deep but it's better to accept the beauty of your life than to linger in the shadow of a dream. Death comes for all men, even you. ** He who casts the biggest shadow causes the biggest catastrophe / shatters the most glass ? / idk? when he falls.

take a step, recognize... the hot coals you're about to tread across. the fire inside you burns bright but it's running out of fuel and the world outside your skin just keeps burning with an eternal flame take a step, realize... sacrifice only pays off when rewards trump penance temporal utopia, you're no place to build a fortress. great minds don't meet on burning bridges so keep yours great and burn alone. ** time erodes what tears don't wash away ** time uproots saplings before they've the courage to invest in themselves. grow on, sapling, grow up to the sky grow on, sapling, grow deep in the earth. ** Look at me... ** Real life intrudes on so many things. ** Pineapple mysteries mango monstrositites each and every one of them fictional Synonymous synchrony telephonic telepathy undressing underpants welted weimeraners whimper wildly xeroxing x-rays exists to exonerate ex-convicts yonder: your younger years zany zo...

"You're perfectly fantastic," she said with a smile (the type of hyperbole that's going out of style). ** What I'm giving up is worth what I'm getting in exchange/return so I'll accept the sacrifice. ** There's life in these things. There are years in the spines of these books There's wisdom ground into the dust on the shelf. But while their lives may have held our memories These things don't hold our lives in their hands We're still here and it will be better soon. ** It's not that I don't appreciate the attention; I just cannot handle the way I react. My body betrays me with each passing moment; I'll be at your feet before much more time's passed. But this tale's a tragedy (didn't you hear?): When it's all over... ** Clouds crawl across the sky ** There's depth in simplicity, wisdom in silent confidence (or so I've been told; I've not been there yet).

Fire! Do I feed it or stamp it out? Fire! You struck that damn match when you walked out! The choice remains: Do I step out from the flames? Or do I pull you in here with me to dance on in the blaze? By the time, by the time the story's told we'll be ashes anyway! Forgiveness may set you free but revenge is so sweet. Fire, burning up my heart and mind! Fire steals your heart and then it robs you blind! Fiery tongues lick my wounds and stir my pain, But blood and tears can't hold a candle to this rage! By the time, by the time the story's told we'll be ashes anyway! Forgiveness may set you free but revenge is so sweet. By the time, by the time the story's told we'll be ashes anyway! Forgiveness may set you free but revenge is so sweet. ** Even better with music: Butcher the Baker .