Date: 5-3-2017
Song-Honey by Hole (Courtney Love and her band)
Anguish and misery fall here like a dead star and everything you ever said now tears me all apart
Sarah: You crawl back into your cave, the grave. Trust and believe whatever you crave the most. Your beating heart, your last goodbye wave is a
dream that I can't conceive. Wander yonder please while I absorb your afterglow. Our lost shadows, vincible blueprints, I ponder upon these things daily. Sweet silly nothingness describes our once magical spark.
He goes down, down to his bitter end, he knows now, now its the gutter, he goes down, down to his bitter end, he knows now, now you can't torture him
Kyle: An oblivious blind spot, my bubbly friendly personality. Babbling on for no apparent good reason, essential food for my soul. Random wise sayings, obvious warning signs, bad apple seeds. Lingering purple haze, incomplete puzzle, very little drizzle. Imaginary twilight, one night without chaos. Nonesuch excuses, easy quick exit strategies. Double take, a double whammy. My distorted reality, oblivious blind spot. Necessary hope and faith, downward spiral.
Pray for the rain, oh, are you up there? do you listen? its the terror and the pain and I just wait for you to have risen
Derek: Your stone cold body, elegantly designed hardcover. A comatose being, smelly raw meat. This once loud drumbeat, ominous dying heartbeat. Nightly merry-go-round, echoes of what will transpire up above and underground. Silence, the unspeakable big It. Obvious grief, painful long pause. Laid to rest at last, a beautiful corpse bride, your dead body.
He goes down down to his only friend, he knows now now that you love him, he goes down down to his bitter end, he knows now now you can't touch him
John: Fading in and out of the spotlight until we perish. Now is the perfect time to go ahead and embrace the night. Our new normal is chaos, a huge heat wave. Right on cue, everything blows up into flames. Mind games that people play hurt more than their actual words. A different kind of solace, love is dead. Until we perish, nevermind me please. Amazing grace, infinite breathing space. Visions of an underground abyss, enchanted magical kingdom.
I hold onto you like the death of an angel and I hold onto you with all the life that's in me, why was I not good enough to save you from destruction and your end and my beginning oh they need no introduction
James: Kind, your heart is as big as an orange. Back to ashes and dust, your faith and trust in everything returns. Isn't it strange how conflict develops quickly over time? How can you manage both a beautiful smile and such fragile strength? A call to elsewhere, somewhere I can't go with you. A call to elsewhere, the courage to run and break free from the past, your wanderlust. Locked up in a cage, you make less noise here. Slowly, you begin to feel better and turn the page. You maybe lost inside, but you will find your purpose again eventually.
He goes down down to his only friend, he knows now now that you love him, he goes down down to his bitter end, he knows now now you can't touch him
Sarah: Its over so there is nothing left for me to do. Sorrow threatens to steal the sun from the sky. I put my face in my hands. Sorrow crawls from underneath the rocky surface. Now I embark on a steady slow decline. Only a peaceful deep sleep can make me feel better. Whatever happens, just know its all my fault and not yours. Ode to honesty. Because of my lack thereof, bad luck follows me. Letting you down has become a habit, even if I try to hop away like a rabbit. Enjoy the fireworks and waterfalls, dovelike brown eyes.
Sweet as honey, I'll live forever pure as first love just come home I hold onto you like the death of an angel and I hold onto you with all the life that's in me
John: The path that I have chosen for myself won't get any better or easier. Death, come quickly like a thief in the night. I am ready to jump
and die. I am ready to embrace that bright white light. Torn asunder, I surrender. My dreams were never meant to be born. I am ready to jump and die. Don't try to stop me. Would you cry over the fact that you never had a chance to say goodbye?
And I hold onto you like the death of an angel and I hold onto you with all the hope I have left and I hold onto you
Kitty: Dark blue pink lines, a march of dimes. Nonesuch innocence, genesis, life growing inside the womb. Even now, thy will be done. Even now, hearts in the shape of balloons still depart for the sky. Kryptonite is fear is cancer. Now and again, there is a desire to start over. I hold onto hope like a jump rope. Gold can't compare to this precious gift of being called God's child. Hover high above me, love. Tender mercies follow me everywhere.
Watch the death of an angel and I hold onto you until the light pours like honey
Chance: Staying Plugged in, time is a passing ghost. A second home away from home, your quiet sanctuary. Essential unified body of Christ, sights and sounds of utopia. Telecommunications, easily repairable broken bridges. Random flat music notes, dancing on nine inch nails. A shakable faith, yesterday's death and rebirth. Echoes of hope, a purple heart. Raspberry wine, tangled scarlet threads, hollow eerie good and bad news.