terribly impatient,
waiting to conquer the world,
always wanting something better,
stopping to admire,
the world burning in flames,
which path do I follow,
who will I be today,
getting lost in the night sky,
remembering I have you,
throughout this point of havoc,
this next step of life,
before you make the leap,
the leap to the other side,
the side of reality,
that you have yet to achieve,
designed to survive,
eyes open,
day dreaming,

Go.

There I was grounded to the base of my domain,
Arms at my side, motionless but heart still beating.
My mind not aware of the totality that exists beyond me.
Pursuing this innate ability to momentarily erase my existing conscience,
But it would still be readily accessible once the drums ensue.
I try to escape my dearest demons, running through their fictitious maze,
The the trumpets sound, my calling is now.
The jarring ache of the percussion vibrates through my half awake mind.

I am awake.

What is it about staring through a window of a moving vehicle that makes it so dramatically surreal. Maybe the window represents a barrier between reality and dreams. Our thoughts hiding deep in the sky waiting to be plucked from the clouds. Knowing that once you stop gleaming into this portal of innate consciousness you have to either take flight to your dreams and aspirations and take hold of life's ultimate achievability of happiness. Or be content with reality and remain behind the pane of glass that gave you a glimpse of your own reflection of where you want to be. Maybe it's the ability to see the stars at night while pretending you're in a movie. The final scene where there is a happily ever after and whatever music is playing creates the perfect setup for what could be the best picture of your life. Or maybe it's the constant idea of moving and visually understanding new things around you. The idea of something new every mile sparks an interest of curiosity in your mind of what if's and could haves. Where do I want to go, where do I want to be. The thing that people tend to miss is you get chances everyday to be on the other side of that window. So next time you arrive back to reality to wherever you are in this world remember you can always change your destination.

Some people say I"ll love you until the day I die,
I say I'll love you long after I reach the sky.
I'll love you even after the whole world crumbles,
When dark is the day and the still night trembles.
I'll love you even when there is no hope,
You are my strongest will to cope.
When the world's oceans begin to capsize,
When the birds are not singing their soft lullabies.
And when there is no space, no time, just nothing
I'll still love you, and you know I'm not bluffing.

When we are not right,
Everything tastes stale.
When we are not together,
The Earth stops spinning.
When we are not us,
The world is grey.
When are are not,
Nothing exists only you.

thrown into this wretched place
breathing in thick hell
wrapped around my lungs
i can't escape my mind.