I knew a rogue gardener
who had a peculiar mind
and walked as if
he had never seen a kind
of flowers, fully bloomed,
for the sunshine consumed
was enough to be happy
for the world.
Roots soaked in acid rain
pump sweet life on through veins
faster than the gardener's car,
which couldn't get him very far
from brilliant potent petal potions
bursting plant like a star.
I was a super nova spinning 'round
when a garden knife cut off the sound.
Sitting in vases
in a pool of life
drinking from a filter
and watching you white
your head, shoes, and coat
although you're quite the antidote.
Digging through my secret grave
to **** the roots and fight free slaves,
quiet, growing 'neath the earth
and recognize  what life is worth,
is a duty but few will come to do;
flee the blind or pay the due.
The only difference
lies in soil stains
because for flowers and master,
flowers drink rain, eat sun rays,
and bloom again,
despite the soil on their roots
and sharp edge tools lined in soots
held by seeding hands
and a heart run with moot
points a direction
and plants a firm foot.

Today I ran the other way
and it turned out to be the best day
I've had in my life.
It may not be right,
but I know I'm not wrong,
so I'm leaving tonight,
tuning out the noise,
seeing the sights.
Good bye for
as long as it takes.

Good bye

At least in the end
when I look back as a friend
I can see all that I did
and how you won't do ****...

but karma exists
so the smiles I resist
aren't premature

Hopefully you'll learn.

The truth
and our souls,
for the love,
once and for all,
for our lives.
For the vanishing walls,
and telescope eyes,
inhaling peace,
exhaling sweet sighs.

no matter each skin
no matter what high
no matter your burn
no matter how dry

We are ourselves,
and we have agreed,
of the love we each hold
and grow to give,
you can take as you please.

no matter the time
for the time I would cry
no matter the rhyme
we preach and reply
no matter the thought
dancing rings 'round your head
no matter the people
speaking rhymed riddles,
they've vision gone red

Never say never,
because you are who you are
and we'll love you forever.
This heart is your heart.

I thought you were going to help me
I thought it would be alright
I thought I would be happy again
But my thoughts always fight
I thought you were the answer
to each question I asked
I thought you were a solution
to everything all messed
But I didn't think
not for one second
you would turn on me
and **** me in the ***
Now I can't stop thinking
and my thoughts are all undressed
Now my thoughts are all running
and I can't run from them at last

It isn't fair,
it's not right,
but in the end,
you can't change what you fight.

I'm the ribbon floating on your breeze,
a ballet slipper spinning on your floor;
I'm the tobacco burning by your fire,
and the smoke slipping 'neath your door,
I'm going to dream with you
because we are tangled,
I'll want to scream with you
when your thoughts are mangled.

We are heavenly,
we are heavenly,
I'm an angel in your universe
of dreaming deities.

I'm in a room of dark
standing by your glow,
I'm in a place of light
laughing at the show,
you'll be standing at my side,
because you need my voice,
I'll be standing here
because I've had no choice.

We are heavenly,
we're in heaven, see?
I'm in your fire lane
burning as you please.