I want to travel with you

Italy, Paris, Rome
Wherever we can go

I want to hold your hand

It wouldn’t matter if people stared
As far as I’m concerned we’re the only two to exist

I want to make you laugh

Your laughter is beautiful
I would give anything to be the culprit behind it

I want to hold you

Can’t we just lay in bed together for a day?
I would hold you until we’re old & grey

You have no idea how soft I am for you

How I want to spend my time making sure your life is filled with love

Every time the weather is bad for you, I want to make a pillow & blanket fort for you. We could lay in there together watching movies & just hide away from the storms

I wish I could tell you all of these things, but I can’t

I can’t project my feelings onto you because it just wouldn’t be fair

So I give you my heart in secret & hope that whomever gets to have your’s in turn cherishes it the way I do

It’s human nature to break down
Emotions can make you feel like you could drown

It’s ok to let them loose
Free yourself from their noose
Let them flow
Heaven knows you take a heavy blow
Each time a thought explodes
Your mind does not have to be your number one foe

Let them out
Let go of all that negative doubt
This is what being human is about
Do something that eases your mind
Take the time to rewind

Go for a walk
Take time to talk
Dance
Sing
Do anything

Just don’t let them consume you, fool you, or undo you

She unravels herself only for the sun

The only light she loves apart from her own

He drapes her in his color, shaping her form like no other can

Gentle touches, fleeting kisses, & breathy sighs, only he can give her what she needs

Even if it is only in passing

His light is the only light she loves

Apart from her own

What are we, but a simple vessel?

A stopping place for something bigger than we could ever know.

You see the flesh and hear the sound of my heart, but do you feel the passion that burns within?

We live with borrowed time, time that slips away if one is not careful.

Will you stand out in the rain or let the snow fall upon your face?

Can you understand the maps of the stars or how the moon cannot live without the sun?

Do we truly understand what we are, when there are galaxies and worlds unexplored?

How complex is the human mind, when even the vast oceans are left un-examined?

When thinking of everything there is yet to understand, will we ever know what we are?

As the saying goes: There is a very thin line between love and hate.

They are two of the more powerful emotions.

Where hate drives one to ****, the other drives one to die for those they love.

The generations before us have brought forth so much.

The chance to have a voice, to have a dream, and to have a right among those who operate on small minds.

Before us were those who stood up and demanded to be heard, demanded to be seen, and demanded to be taken seriously.

The world today has come so far because of those before us.

I cannot sit idly by and let my words be left unspoken.

I cannot let my wants and desires in life just be dreams left to wither away.

Those before us have paved the way for those of us who are tired of seeing people being mistreated because of their race, age, ****** orientation, or beliefs.

The world was not mean to be powered by hate and those before us made sure to set in motion the uprising for those who are tired of seeing destruction on every face.

What you do with your time here on earth is entirely up to you, but for me, I aspire to be amongst those before us.

I hear the wind blow through broken trees

As amber lit bulbs sway to the side

Whispers carried softly by

While time races against the night

I will not wonder in the woods nearby

I will not listen to their sweet lullaby

Gazing listlessly up at the starlit sky

How can the heavens afford such beauty?

I will not wonder in the woods nearby

I will not be taken by their lullaby

Hate, you see it out on the streets throbbing, thriving, electrifying the ugliness of misunderstanding

To speak candid about it is alarming

People pull up arms to defend their lack of empathy when someone else's race is being treated with such disgrace

Holy is the place where people can come together and speak with intellectual taste and put to face how the world has fallen from grace

Blessed are the movers and shakers who want to see people untied and undivided in the ethnic battle

To those who tattle and try to rattle the movements brought forth by the uncompromising of your headset ways

You wear disgrace, your mind's misplaced

I can't relate to the distaste that's trying to spread all over the place

If all you see is the color of skin, you're living in sin and I cannot even begin to describe the time you've wasted on the poison of  hate

The destroyer of man

The one that always brings a violent end

In the time and place we are in with the world today, what moves you?

Where do your passions lie?
Where is your heart for the people?


How will you let this change effect you?
How will you let the world perceive you?

What is your dream for the future?
What does it all mean to you?

We live in a time where voices can be heard thanks to the movers and shakers of the past.

We can all stand united and keep the darkness of the world from driving us to being divided.

We live in a time where we have the power to stand up and make our voices be heard.

Our opinions are well deserved to be heard above the crowds of those who hate and discriminate against those they refuse to relate.

They speak in distaste, they're actions trying to displace all the love and grace, we as the human race are meant to facilitate.

I can't relate to all the anger and hate felt by those who think there's only one powerful race when the world is meant to be celebrated and cherished for the insurmountable cultures found in every different place worldwide.

We are not meant to be born into hate, but love and kindness that should come from our mother's face.

When and why they let that all be replaced by the poison that craves nothing but destruction and annihilation of all that they don't understand, is the saddest question known to man.

I will ask again as I near this end:

What moves you?