my life is a metaphor,
I dream of understanding.

waste away unliving,
throw away all feelings,
no one wonders if just maybe
they're not really alone.

your lies are uncalled for,
as you wander into darkness.

where are the angels from before,
what do you know about living?
so many questions that just
end up as poems.

Beyond the simple limitations
Of time and space
Are answers without bounderies,
An unforgiving place.
We often try to right the wrongs
That underlie our lives,
What we don't know and seldom see
Are the whisperings of time.

We want to answer all the calls,
And so we can't begin
To understand confinements
Or analyse the sin
That enters in our daily lives
And keeps us from ourselves,
We know not what we feel and yet
On this we tend to dwell...

Ordinary conversation
Sullen with a hint of fear
All this talk of consernation
Makes me want to disappear

Lounging with the Sunday Star
Watching life keep waltzing by;
Attempts at caging the bizarre
Only make me wonder why

Somewhere, someone, in their head 
Will realise what we have lacked;
No sooner proclaimed, it falls down dead
Murdered by unhelpful fact

Understanding makes it worse,
So I'll just keep on living
A life I haven't sense to curse, 
Which itself, is unforgiving...

           why does silence descend so rapidly in a wave of dimensions
           while I sit here and try to figure out the meaning of 
           anticipation and I'm drifting with the thoughts of yet 
           another year of agony and it's funny how conformity takes 
           on new meaning when you see it every day and try not to 
           succumb to it

           and so I'm in bewilderment my mind is void of beginnings 
           and ends there is only a transition phase of unprecedented,
           uncontrolable diversions and I wish there was someone who 
           could save me yet I feel like no one's out there in a world
           of unreality

           am I the only one so lost and disregarded as an unimportant
           player in a bizarre peice of theatre; yes I've been down 
           this road before all you uninformed creators of a place 
           that you can't live in forever without suffocating

           I will never join you as you may have already noticed and 
           while I'm sitting here beside you my invisibility kicks in,
           i can scream and shout and waver on a cliff of uncertainty 
           but you are only here to conquer; you are here only for 
           yourself...


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