what you see is never real

because the heart is hidden
in boxes

no one admits the way they feel

because their minds are ridden
with holes

we fall through our homes alone

because the mind is blackened
with soot

from fireplaces here 'n' there

we wallow in our blackness
hopeless

above our heads, bright light we see

a brighter light than we can
ever
be

I stretched my arms out as far as possible. Revealing my stomach, I could feel a cold breeze rap around my waist. I rub the goose bumps on my arms and proceed to reach out. All I wanted to do was endure every bit of beauty this light held. It stood tall on a black, steel pole. I couldn't help but too stare, that yellowish dim glow sitting on the top of that pole. Night falls and I find my self surrounded with darkness. Nothing around me made sense except for that lantern. So i slowly sat Centered in this small circle spot light. Quietly I sat listening to all the crickets sing. The college students partying over sounded everything. I could feel the difference in time at that very moment. People using there time so quickly.. rapidly talking and shouting. To find myself sitting there, wondering threw my thoughts.. Lost.. Alone ..quietly waiting for a change of thought.

My pen is my knife,
My words are my rage,
My blood is the ink,
Filling the page.

And you are the one I write of,
The one that makes me mad,
But instead of screaming and yelling,
I put it down in my notebook.

This world that we live in,
It fills us with hate.
Why can't we all get along?
Wouldn't that be great?

Let's forget about the wars,
Let's just make peace.
Why can't we do that?
I want all of this hatred to cease...

Focus drawn from the wrong conclusions
Leads you away from life's institutions
Emotions and feelings gets lost in fusions
Of desperation and regretful grief retributions

Break, bend and depart
From lofty boughs of lignin towers
And ease yourself towards the earth.
The icy draft, that same draft that nips and cuts at noses and cheeks,
Makes you its plaything,
Bestowing caresses,
Shaping the descent.
Had you eyes where would they wonder?
Towards the ground, cemented in cold callous destination?
Or perhaps, in contrast, eyes ever skyward
In homage to the dreamlike boundless azure

It clung to me like a little one,
mixed and twining with clothe threads.
The body weaved, at times vanished between folds,
Then, if contortions permitted, marked apparent by sunlight.
I plucked it free, letting it glide like a fall leaf floor bound.
Traveling away from a traveler, I pondered on its passing.
Our poignancy broke as I turned nearer to the sun.
Under arms and across the chest
More vestiges of her appeared.
I picked for them,
Their auburn bodies fading to blonde at round ends.
One by one the disembarked.
Like vapours, that past night drifted in.

Why yes, everything I do
it’s stupid too
And every place I go
I follow you
And living in delusion
it’s what I do
It’s all because of you
It’s all because of you

Not that you said something
special
and not that you do something
great
It’s just the way
the way you do
all the things you do
it’s all because of you
it’s all because of you

And even if I know
and even if you go
and if you don’t remember anything about me
I do
I do
It’s all because of you
It’s all because of you

And life keep moving
and world keep spinning
and nothing changes
not at all
You’re keep on doing
all the things you do
And I keep on liking
all the things you do
It’s stupid
and
it’s useless
but
it’s all because of you
it’s all because of you