Mirror Tree
I'm climbing the branches of a mirror tree.
Higher and lower I go.
I grab one false limb,
And I tumble all the way up.
I enjoy the view from where I've fallen to,
and long for somewhere
Both higher and lower then here.
Colorless
An orb,
hidden by clouds
offers guidance.
but he is fearful.

Blurred by rain,
he darts-
careful to lose himself
in every cloud.

He finds himself trapped.
Unable to see,
he runs,
but only becomes more lost.

An orb
hidden by clouds,
leaves the world
Colorless...

Reflection
See my reflection.
Can you tell its not real?
All these hidden emotions,
that he and I feel.

A blank look that I give,
a blank look I get back.
Searching my own eyes
for something I lack.

I'm closing my eyes,
with my hands–shield my face
Think of things that are gone,
things that I can't replace.

He waves at me slowly.
I slowly wave back.
We both bend and we bend
'Til I break with a crack.

Untitled (Suggest something? :o)
Reconsider this thought
please just think of it well
what if there is a heaven
what if there is a hell

would you change your direction
would you cry in regret
would you flop like a bird
whos been caught in a net

i dont know yet what ill do
but this is for sure
i dont want you to pass by
like you are a blur.


A billion reflections
will they all do this bad
just a couple small shards
of a window once had

i cry out quite softly
for somone who's gone
for somone who loves me
as more then a pawn

I listen for something
there's noone i guess
in the end its all nothing
your letdown, my mess