Cosmosys-Art

Am I my brother's keeper? Do we keep ourselves in check? Or are we more like William, your success mine to deflect? Remember that first fight we had inside our mother's womb? Well maybe you were right then and there's just not enough room. I think we want the same thing and it's just too hard to say. I want to be the good son and to win this game we play. We hold up our own mirrors. Your frown rests upon our face. "The Other's so much better," and we both take second place. I'm coveting what you have and the life that you have built; so jealous of your green grass and ashamed of all my silt. I'm sinking to the same doubts that have anchor

Oh dear, Lord, what have I done? I spoke Your word and You took their sons. Now the mamas and the papas all curse my name. You took their lives, I took the blame. Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. I turned wrath and pride against my kin. So grant me the mercy of which You tell; send me to Heaven and not to Hell. Tell me, Lord, was this not wrong? We cry and we bleed, but not for long. Our short lives are full of pain that we cherish joy when it comes again. So give me another cheek to turn: A pool for their rage to boil and burn. Lead these lost souls right back to You through desert sands that shine our shoes. My flock is lost, they

It's not always nature that does us in. Sometimes it's abstract things under our skin. We say, "Where is she, lover I long for? Tell her I need her; then tell her I need her more." We simply crave love, and we can't get enough. We hold on so tight. We want to soak it up until we feel full, and we can be whole again; and forget who we were back where we've been. It's never been easy to pull yourself back above the ocean we envy that claims to drown us in love. I wish that were the answer, then we could lay this to rest by diving in headfirst and choosing to hold our breath.

I was a fragile youth clawing my way towards truth. Soaking in mystery, I questioned everything. I said, "There has to be a meaning for misery, a reason the days are long, a reason these nights feel wrong." Can I keep you? Can I hide you away? Will you leave me? Will you ever change? I sit in a big steel house, its windows a gaping mouth; a fortress atop the trees, a keeper of all I see. This life holds no mystery or meaning. We build and breach these castles that cannot keep us safe from ourselves. Can I flee you? Can I keep you away? Will you leave me? Will you let me change? Can I fight you, cynical man I've made? Will you leave me? W

I'm burning every last bridge I never thought I'd need. They tethered me to people now suddenly set free. So roam around the country. Travel from place to place. Find a single voice that will match your single face. Spread your wings and go. With no one left to keep you safely from your big dreams, you can find your answers. You can learn how to breathe. I don't aim to chain you or force your lips to sing. I won't cage a free bird. You're not a mantle piece. Spread your wings and go. If you return we'll know... I know that it's scary so high above the ground, but to know how far you've come, Darling, you must look down. Trust yourself to st

This fool that keeps beating desperately needs to stop sending my feet wandering down paths I shouldn't walk towards figures in the distance seen as perfect silhouettes who always seem to vanish more the closer that they get to me. I know I'd hold my breath forever if she would only ask. I'd hide nitrogen safe in my lungs until my face turns black. Maybe now it's finally time to set my backup plan in motion: I've been hiding maps in bottles, time to cast them in the ocean. Find me. Like a net spread wide to capture fish as they swim by, I'll wade into the waters of an extroverted life. No more nights spent dreaming of a girl I kno

I close my eyes at night and pray that I won't see your face, at least until sunrise, but dreaming offers no escape. Sunlight pours from the blinds and shines through all this dusty air. A flood of floating diamonds illuminates what you left stranded here. Every hallway mirror is a liar playing tricks in the light; holding my thoughts captive, conspiring to keep you in my sight. The walls seem to whisper every laugh and word that meant the world to one lost little boy fighting shadows with a ghost of a girl.