Unbroken

Can you feel them itching Songs begging to get out Can see his fingers twitching Just moving all about there’s music in him for that, there is no doubt rhythm and words just bursting to escape laughter and the sadness all his love and eternal heartbreak so much to write about it’s way too big to contain emotions taking over like colors on display Can you feel them itching Songs begging to get out Can see his fingers twitching Just moving all about sending all his wheels a spinning manic energy takes control it's creating something magical as he lets his many talents flow all the pain and anguish they paint the pages with his tears with talk of love and betrayal of intensity in loss and fears his depth of hurt, it’ll gut you bleed you at your core it’s a wonder he’s still standing how is it he could take much more Can you feel them itching Songs begging to get out Can see his fingers twitching Just moving all about outside his art, you wouldn’t know it just how his internal scars cry out but take a look in those clear blue eyes you’ll find the wisdom and the wear of one whose lived a consuming life and known the meaning of despair been taken to the brink and more then left just hanging there had his heart ripped from his chest leaving his soul stripped bare Can you feel them itching Songs begging to get out Can see his fingers twitching Just moving all about but this boy, this guy, this man is made of more than all that that of which would do it’s best to destroy him from the inside out no this clever one, he won’t be taken down lightly no, not without a fight he… he’ll take all the turmoil and the woe he’ll make the very most of it use it for his craft, the sadness oh so sad he twist it into beauty, bends it to his will and when he’s done and last poems been sung the tears, your eyes are now filled for his pain has transformed to such of strength and beauty, that never can be killed