The Failure of Neo-Jesus

by Chris Rodriguez   Feb 23, 2007


For the first time these stars are leaving me
And now I question myself for the last time
Ask no more why god left us unprepared
With the rising sun it's hard to care

Though before my mind and I were trapped
Then, love, unrequited and undeserved
Could taunt the most humble of saints
Leave you questioning your essence
With the elements deciding your fate

Time then, growing faster and deadlier
Formed a bullet and shot me
I looked inside trying to find Neo-Jesus
Instead I pulled out needles and nails

My visions were slipping in and out of focus
Delusions soon gripped me
I fell into an ocean of sand

The confounds of my mind were locked and loaded
No fire, no hell inferno could burn through my vice
So judgment and wisdom was left corroded
The dormant peace hid inside deeper than sub-conscience
Darkness only dissolved to orange light
With the hopes of reawakening the earth

Obsession, pure desperation, coaxed the worms out
Rotting what was the remainder of light
Observing the failed efforts of an insane angel
Not fully understanding what "It" was
All passions, and I knew none
As they had passed and would not return

Memory could give me all of her
And nothing

The past and future were so well known
But the present was left for the worms

So in that moment I lived inside
Cocooned with all that I held sacred
Shivering as the light touched my face
No one knew and no one could
"Why?" would not go away
Why wouldn't this demon, disguised as hope take back those moments that left me crippled

Then, without warning or reasoning
A road was layed through the wall
It was not paved or traveled
And beyond the altars of the walls that marked the road
Sun Flamed
An ocean of clear reassurance
That showed proof of spirit more beautiful than glory

As quick as the gate appeared something cold fell upon my skin
Chains, I was left shackled to my mask
Days passed, then weeks, then months, then years
I could only feel cold, which faded to numbness, then...nothing

Until one day a staircase appeared
With millions of people rushing to all the doors
They tried so hard to find each others attention
Their will for it deserved applause
Running to-wards death with little cause

The wise man stood in front of me
The fool behind me
The wise man laughs and the fool prays
They both leave and I stay
There is no one left to believe in
There is nothing more to say

Of all that is, or has been, now there is none
For reasons unknown, the many are now one
Torment and confusion shapes the spirit
And also destroys it

Crying out to whatever god would listen
I would have given all of my dreams to find a way out
A way out of a dream that wasn't real
I hoped for and explosion in the cage
Drifting in and out of space
Different orbits for my skin and bones
Maybe for you but never for me

In those moments like the eye through the lies
I had to suffer to discover
That the truth was never in anyone
There is no one answer
I am my own messiah

I've been through the ends
Bottled the wounds
Taking the harder path
Wherever it stands
The fire in the attic shows proof
A sign that tells me the shackled couldn't stop it
We always have the key

What happens to that side of me and her
I could care less
Cause now at the end of the tunnel is something better
Outside the cage I meet my brothers
And for the first time these stars are leaving me...

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