Phantasmagorical Echoes
Dear people of this planet,
Kings, Queens, Citizens,
of this lonely, stone-skipping on universe waters,
of this cozy blue pebble that we choose to call earth.
I want to tell you that Today we exist;
That Today, we walk on a path
forged by the blood of preceding ancestors
Sing to Me, Brandon
Sing to me, Brandon
early hours of the morning
sky pretending in its darkness
that daylight never comes
Change 4 What!
Why is it that when I’m happy
They seem mad
Why is it when I smile
They look sad
I look in the mirror
And wonder if it’s me that they see
My Feelings Burn
The most fragile part of me is our strongest connection
Your kisses live in my memory with the possibility that now offer me completion
I’m so well and it’s strange to be
I’m torn by misdirection
You are my queen, my ambassador
You amplify my aspirations
So, beautiful, I live for you as you live for me
Get It Done
Trying to make it through
And get to the finish line
I feel like I’m going to pass out
But I continue and keep striving