Away

August 2005 - May 2006

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If I stopped dwelling in the spaces
of all the places Ive been,
would there be no traces
of me?
Would there be no faces
that miss me?

Or would there be a difference
with me still around?

Id like to think so
To those who think differently about themselves,
about yourself,
Here is one truth:

Individuals change the world

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So hard to live now...
A Heart
can change faster
than the house that holds it can burn down

We think of everything that gave us life,
everytime we were granted a second chance,
everything that taught us the right way to walk:
and we walk the opposite direction

Each chance we take
is one more play
toward the interception
of our hearts

What stands inbetween us and life
twists our heads, turns our minds
away from reality
It erases our marks
one by one
from the chalkboard
until the slate is empty

The one who allows this to happen
is crying
Those teardrops fall on our heads like rain
until the day we decide
to turn back around
We then will realize where the rain is coming from
and we will end those days

So hard to live now...
A Heart
can change faster
than the house that holds it can burn down

A voice
an arrow
a sign

could never lead me away from you

You are
what I
define

as the reason Im alive
Its to be with you

I can feel forces
Above me
Below me
At my sides

In opposition, their views of my eternity are unalike

I am the knife between them
cutting the tension slower than it builds

One is Darkness
One is light

Darkness displays materials,
presents them as beautiful
attractive
It wants me to bow down...
But I will die first

Too many times I have followed Darkness,
followed it for too long,
and came back shaking
unhappy
unfulfilled

"Who would follow it then?"
It hides itself
A master of disguise, Darkness appears not as it's name sounds
It hides so well that the one time
the one time
you think you've found peace:
it is Darkness...

Light only comes from discovering what the darkness hides

Transformation: May 2006 - Present

everything written by Jason Beers