We should never take anything for granted it can all be gone in a blink of an eye.I've seen such waste in some of the jobs I have had,work as a dish washer and see the food wasted by people

I know quite well how much food is wasted.....the fasting is in progress.

Is your search an endless trek to the equidistant? or is there something you want to confess to deaf ears?

Ah! You have tricked me with this one! I do not know whether this is rhetorical in a poetic sense, or if it is a question to be answered!

Still to confide?

The joy of words :)

Aha! You are playing with me now!

I am what you believe no matter what I say

Y'know! I might just have to....well, I don't really know what!

Wait.....

Hm?

You lose control when you hold too tight but turn your head long enough to let it bite. 'Cause faith let me staring at the ceiling through the night. It's freaking me out. When I fell asleep it plagued my dreams, and 30 bits of glass had become my teeth. They were breaking each and every time I tried to speak. It's freaking me out...You're freaking me out...and I could run like a coward for the door, but I'll never get out...you're freaking me out. You lose your mind if you lose control. It makes you feel ashamed for the hearts you stole. Now your own heart's scared of an attack cause you can't give them back. You're stressing me out when you prove me wrong. You're wearing me out cause I've searched so long. Thrown it all away and I threw it all away, but the best part is not knowing just what I threw away....I threw it all away. You're freaking me out, but I keep running right back around for more. 'Cause I'm in love with my doubt...it's freaking me out

Anything to forget your lies
to forget your lives

Anything to forget your loves
to forget your melody

:) I'm going to do it! You are too interesting to not do it! But, alas I am a weakling!

I'm trying hard to read your mind <- !!!
Built a machine to travel time
"Blessing the globe with pestilence"
This is my magic residence

Do you wish to read what can't be seen?
to languish in flames that can't be fed?

Love and hate on each side
sit betwixt and decide


(if you want an explanation on anything just ask. I'll give it my best)

Aha!

I don’t know what everyone was looking at (Didn't I tell you)
I don’t care what everyone was laughing at (That I could hear you running out)
I don’t know what everyone was staring at (Didn't I find you)
I think, I think that it’s me (When I knew you were hiding out)

Didn’t I see you when you thought you’d never stand out?
Didn’t I find you? (They’re gonna come to life tonight)
I think, I think that it’s me

Our 'conversations' can never be normal can they? Hahaha!

I see you but the courage is a fleeting feeling and it leaves me.....

Does it strike you
why I don't bleed

Can you see
why I don't love

Should you care
why I don't
while I won't

Force yourself to be
what I only dream to see


(if you want a normal conversation just ask ;))

Either is fine for me! Yaha! Ho Lo Wi We Pa Th Ar?

And I will lie
In a bulletproof suit with some friends of mine
I wrote the plotline
Only I knew who survived
And through the night
In a really fast car on an uphill climb
Blew past the danger signs
And fell through darkness, sublime
But awoke just in time

The more you love the closer you are to freedom
The more I love the closer I am to execration

Are you the key to my prison
But you are the bane of my will

You hold all in your hands
Take your desire
and finish what is to be

Palms are fitted black and finely tuned
To triggers that cause bodies that tremble

But this mud looks shallow from the beach
When we hide behind such ugly faces
And the dark eyed woman lifts her head
"Why do we hide behind such ugly faces?"

Child bearing games from the streets down to the shores
They’re playing as waterways open in an obscene gaping gasp.

"Rally all your men there is work to be done"
Still we don't have the time for speaking out of place
Because he won't come down

fAswoth Is the Man

I wish I could believe you
but lies curl your words

Curls to the point of my circumference
now I don't know what to believe

The molten glass in my veins?
or the tempered steel of your mind?

Why can't you just say what I want to hear?
Just tell me what I am
tell me who we are

I’ve been getting pretty sleepy in these boxes
With those blackened mule faces outside my door
Shouting

The club met the seal and the seal met the dog
That carried the man to the end of the trail
Where they walked down
the streets pavement
Was black beneath their feet
I have been having a little trouble with these black glass lungs
And dealing with the man with the gold tooth grin

fAsworth Is the Man?