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.

If someone told me,
Back before we fell in love,
If someone told me,
Before our first kiss,
If someone told me,
Before I made you mine

That we were going to be together forever,
I would smile,

And not hesitate one bit.

Don't think that it wasn't.
Don't think for a second it wasn't meant to be.
I wouldn't go back.
Through the valley of chaos,
Underneath the torment,
Engulfed in blinding visions.
The music played.
Don't think that it wasn't.
Don't think it wasn't a good thing.
And don't think it was a bad.

The music played.

Burrowed intimately in my own sedacious eclipse,
I awake mid day, soaking up our heavy and expected frivolities.
As I sip from my cup, the soft silk slithers down my throat.
Unable to sustain a direct state of such, it eats at me like a disease.
The tingeling heat that wraps around my tired lips, ignites the yearn of more.
With each bat of black beneath my eyes, I shiver as I am endowed by everything that it yours.

Take me.

Lets try to implode.
What sort of thing spikes your imagination?
Is it love?
Is it music?
Lovely music perhaps?
Drip the words from your lips,
Let them soak in the world around you.
You are here to hear the voices,
The voices in your head that are telling you,
Telling you its going to be okay.
Simplicity is beauty,
Beauty is all around you.
There isn't a day where you aren't in control,
Control of your conscience,
Your beautiful conscience.
Stare into the thousands,
They feel your every breathe.
Give them life,
Give them an opportunity,
An opportunity to react,
In ways they never thought possible.
A reaction of ingenious pleasure,
Dethroning the darkness,
Making a new,
A new imagination.
Pour out your foreverness
and let them have a lasting impression.
Be.

Wake up tomorrow like you are going to the moon.
Look at everything as if you are seeing it for the first time
and the last.
Tell someone they are beautiful.
Show someone how much you love them.
Stop and visualize the world around you.
Don't forget to wake up tomorrrow,  you're going too the moon.

Dark blue madness, crashing down hard,
Such a site you cannot disregard.
On the beaches, before the sun sets,
No more worry, no more regrets.
The night sky filled with shiny hopes and dreams,
Across the horizon, like bright golden beams.
Wind blowing, fresh bursts of clarity,
What makes this place such a rarity?
It's quite simple and I'll tell you why,
This place is hard, to turn a blind eye.
Mountainous cliffs, towering above,
Beautiful sounds, like a mourning dove.
Frigid water, flowing between my toes,
This place is mine and I'm the only one who knows.

Here I exist, cowering underneath this monstrosity.
Each breath a constant reminder I am still alive.
Wiping the liquid nerves from my quivering hands.
Wanting to slip away between the deafening cracks.
Swallowing my last drop of reality, a harsh cold sting.
There is no turning back now.

Floating on emptiness,
a weightless canvas.
A white beach of ice,
melting at your fingertips.
Exhaling bitter sweetness,
floating on emptiness.

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

So here we are on year number eight,
It feels like yesterday, when we started to date.
Through high-school, university and more,
I can't wait to see what the future has in store.
You are my rock that keeps me stable,
And the sunshine that keeps me bright,
Here is to eight more years,
Of nothing but pure delight.

Back to basics
Blackness takes this
Dreaded, undying,
Night of forever innateness
Hold me close
Forever weightless
Slowly slythering,
Chaotic stasis.
Look to me,
It's more than greatness,
Not that same old,
Wanna be fakeness,
It's that voice inside you,
That total imbraceness,
Awake from reality,
You are the nameless.

Hello there.
Yes you,
You eloquently diverse human individual
that has chosen to be in this exact moment of time,
time that we all share on this planet we call home.
This year may not be the one we imagined,
but it will be the one we remember.
The one we tell our kids about,
about how the world changed,
how it was the year for no regrets,
the year for no kiss held back,
no voice unheard.
You are magnificent.
The ability to alter the future,
a future of wonder and prosperity,
a world of closeness and warmth.
In a time of distancing we forget who we are.
Stop.
And breathe.
You are okay.
Your unattainables will be attained, this is the year.
The year you will remember,
where you became You.
Don't hold back,
embrace the little conversations,
the steam on your glasses while drinking
your morning coffee.
A polite hello to a neighbor, a stranger, a friend.
Fully embracing someone else's troubles for a day,
Standing outside in the rain on purpose.
Do this world a favor,
And don't forget its still our world.

here again
familiar space,
far from home
a distant place

reflections abundant
hellos all around,
don't take my word
its not how it sounds.

sitting back
sipping back,
nothing more
just a simple track

wading here
until sunrise,
winds a gust
until we realize

iv been gone for a while
but now im back
not sure for how long,
but please,
don't lose track.

Here in my arms
The world stops spinning,
Here in my arms.
Small breaths, tiny nose
Here in my arms
Thinking of who you will be
Here in my arms,
My small cradled everything,
Here in my arms.