Monday, June 09, 2008

103.

The Innocent Act of Guilty Nothing



My friend, the one I did not know

My friend, the soul behind the show

Who took the chance and fled for light

Who made the choice to end the fight


I knew you not, yet still I cry

I see the tears on cheeks so dry

In dreaming chance a sudden sight

In hoping love that now I might




Might join the race to jump and fly

Might sing in choir of souls who cry

102.

S.U.I.C.I.D.E.


Silent screams and blinded light
Unloved tears now out of sight
Immortal wound to never heal
Chances scarred, now beg and kneel
In desperate hope for one more dance
Despair of life and tears to cry
Elope with knife to blood-red sky