SyntheticKnight

Think Tank, why do you armor yourself with ten inches of Aussie Instant Freeze? And fill your eyes full of ice with that get-back gaze. Eyes in green reflecting the pastures in your dreams There's no place for treads there. Just hooves. And their eyes see straight through your thin veneer Think, Tank. Sometimes the war just never ends, but battles are better fought with friends I think? Tank?

A feast of flame upon your flesh: an alchemist's guide to light A slow burn guiding dreams into night And warmth enough to last til morning bright For sake of those waiting spark of life To break free from darkness and in passion, ignite Letting past lives be gone, forgotten, forgiven Made right.

Distance can oft make life wary of stories untold And yet, without dream of delay do our wings unfold: To thrust ourselves forth towards futures unknown And grasp at hints of smile hiding just beyond vision-shown Preserving the hope in our hearts that we hold Birthing moments of mirth and memories bold.

Feet flying with life arms wide, criss-cross step into a pivot spinning into the light Yet your eyes, so dead inside? I liked your style but you just liked being high Why? Beauty marred by teeth grinding away at dreams written on dice Smacking your head to cast them into another gamble, Why not? Can't fall apart now, gotta make it through the night, make it to the next hit The next kiss to make believe: Pretend love.

Thoughts wander into unknown spaces Feet into unknown places Where right and wrong muddle together Mixing black and white and blue and red and all the colors born in our heads Into a cyclone of confusion and loud lights and bright laughter and soft sorrow and cold longing Belonging? Like the bare feet that together cut against the current Kicking and splashing and laughing and crying Until its quiet trickle bursts violently, into night felling the silence with roaring hearts.

Every time you surprise me By filling all the lines in connecting the dots between a gunshot and a soul's loss By fearing my eyes will widen and corners crinkle like the dry leaves crumbling beneath your feet But they're not. They're Warm blankets on a cold night And a light breeze to keep pushing you Forward.

Sparkle scars cutting lines across the sky Auburn-gold and blue-black memories etched in flesh Memories to borrow from the back of your mind just one more time? Sparkle scars stretching deep and far Softening dark brown eyes Cutting the numbness into Sharp Red Lies I wish I had been there, then, to stay your hand To hold it against my heart and let its lullaby ease your pain into gentle slumber

The stone sings softly to send sweet sorrow to sleep in surety. Sweet sorrow, whose time clings to the sun now beyond horizon's brim slowly joining the stars in far-off futures. Sweet sorrow, a lullaby to lay it lightly into that sea of dreams sparkling brighter than ever having found a new friend. Sweet sorrow, my old friend you were the path of thorns on the road to joy

Hot pink paint dripping in tune with the beat on the dance floor In tune with the beat like your body, swaying so softly In tune with the beat like my feet running up the down escalator But seeing your smile dripping that Hot pink paint That's when I knew my heart was beating in tune with you

Cold concrete on my cheek Blood between my teeth Dark blood, black, like oil Sputtering, pooling nonsense Spitting senseless violence I remember Your crooked smile Wicked eyes Dark lies in the black looking right back at Me. I hated you the way your fist Clenched heat Hate, hate, hating Hurting the weak. I killed you smashed your skull in ha Ha HA HOW EMPTY! KILL, KILL, KILLING YOUR MEMORY EVEN NOW and yet... Yet somehow still every day I look in the mirror and see your filthy face. Monster.