i can be real dangerous

when i start to feel aimless

i need some serious inspiration sometimes

and maybe that's the worst sin

but it seems like i remember God wanting to burn it down sometimes, too

i need a good reason

to keep on loving you

so i cut down to the bone,

find out what's really going on

some people call this 'violence',

but i just do what i think makes sense

and if the silence

is killing you - then, baby

open up your mouth

and let those bullets out,

tell them

"I'm NOT sorry

if my story

makes you uncomfortable"

and keep on fighting

keep on pressing

by all means,

keep on expressing

it's the silence that is dangerous

it's the silence that will strangle us

so shine your light,

we all need to see it – without the sun of your smile

and the truth in your tears

i lose my way . . .

i could write nothing so beautiful,

  nor craft one so compelling

as the divine

          design of you

so shiiiiiiine

'til you explode,

rain down bits of your brilliance at every nightfall

and raise the sun each day with

 your song.