The Compass

Dedicated to Lauren and Haley Lomax

As nameless spirits we wander
Aimless but handling inexplicably strong will
Pride presents us with continuous motion, albeit
Wrongly accused because we choose to keep our heads held high
"Life's troubles -- what exactly you know about that?"
Often proceeded with the notion that we have it all
Pointing back: one operation could have erased any trace
I was that man's seed, but Daddy was my builder
Financial flaws caused us to pause, observe, genuinely learn..
Money is the least valuable gift up for trade with each other
Conscious stretching for outward extension uplifts
Your enemies.. love them, appreciate them
Give them purpose beyond their impoverished assumptions
What was written sketches direction and a whim to work with
Conflicting pains: inevitably approaching change
We enter each new scene with a face of despair
Hoping that someone else will provide our next route
But no matter the road traveled, doubt unravels
In time it's understood. You're doing you
Any fatal position has an off switch that dreams can locate
Ascents can glide over valleys if you trust your wings
In sickness or in health, poverty or in wealth
Keep your ear to the pavement; ask the stars for advice
Armored with eagle-eye intention or burdened in dismay
May you always find your way



Dedicated to Matt Dade (thanks for the idea man).

The investments we hand over for the results disproportionately secured
Movements expended while we search for more green peace signs
Alas, the war is not with politics, but
More so for a resolve with these relentless hunger pains
Not vanishing until we live the dream
Corporate's big machine works but our inner-workings dwindle like a campfire
Inevitable disheartening is the kerosene for what is slightly not seen
The journey starts with one step and
As many strides that are necessary, we'll wear ourselves out
Breathe. Check pulse.. Now let's get back to this money
Let's walk haphazardly for the diminishing goal that disappears and reappears
Apparitions, suspense for where our next "meal" is
Our new hunger erupts for the progression of appeal
But really, can we ever sate a figure that bill-ds (builds)?
Cash registers open, give me all that you got
Employees are the ones getting robbed here
Stacks and stacks of 'notes' all end with 'I love you'
But the sorriest hug in the world is the one you don't get back
All we want is the nod we are irreplaceable
All we want is the acknowledgment that our sweat equals measure
All we want, is knowing we're accounted for


Water Damage

A collection of negatives rest on my chest
Development all perpetuated from the dark room in my mind
3:30 AM --
Gasping for oxygen, with sweat prevalent as the same 'air' that caused my suffocation
Looking around helpless, no exclamations? only questions!
No theories, no law of physics, no casual beliefs
Only thieves, constructing derailing visions of demonic view
I lean up to write, must announce this, for the love of
GOD must reprieve what has challenged my prosperity
Another dream, unnecessary shadows bind no hallow
Review shallow my ability to salvage us, lost virtue
Who goes there? Pitch black passages lack implication
Let it be known, I wanted to know much better than lust
This pen, writes invisibly, small absent words
It can't produce, what I woke up to say, my tongue detached
Just feelings. All reminds me those temptations of sins
The lines we tried to stay within, disappear no Venn
No similarities, but now resplendently, imagery vivid
It's pretty, you're pretty, the calm of this storm
Times of when we first met, first kisses, spirits abound
The ink becomes rich, illuminated thoughts pour grace
Perplexed soul sedated, thinking undeniably clear
I breathe deep, against all will, this INK it spills..

Will I ever be the same?

It's best I tell you now, so you can finally know
I loved you so much I had to learn to let you go
Had to pray to get you gone, think of us as otherwise
[AHEM] my mind had been force-fed too many lies
Never wanted to, but with honor, what you needed
No use for retrial, my case already pleaded
We accept it's OK when things aren't meant to be
Amidst chemistry, caring infinitely, our tape spliced pretendedly
You don't have to know about the span of time I suffered
Loss of weight, lack of sleep, many talks with my mother
All you have to do is shake your head and understand
I was your man once; learned plenty who I am
And more of where I'll be, coming along just fine
I've been moved on, but your lovely smile reminds
Sometimes, you come to speak to me at night, we make memories
From events that never happened, it's caught on film
These photos don't capture pain that should have passed the print but
Events when we should have laughed, dissipating the overcast
No doubt, regret impales, but we learn from life's casualties
Will better appreciate the next
Love, I wish you all the best