She lived and died with the cherry blossoms
She came to me blossoming in the spring
Only to brittle and fall away again in the fall

Everyday
no matter what's going on,
Just find a little place in you
To stay warm &
Escape the darkness
That sometimes
Is this world.
Everyday
no matter what's going on,
Find a little place in you

Society
Is a narcissist
Trying to make fun
Of anything
To fill its ego
They will eat you alive.
Some aren't safe,
The empathetic
Can run
But there is nowhere
To hide

Astonishing impressions dripped from the ceiling-
They revealed repellent markings sought to arrest
The soul.

Rubbed the surface of a lamp far too many times
Thinking if I'd closed my eyes and made a wish that
I'd never know my heart
Could feel this way

Once thought that something so special could exist in this life,
Once thought that the covering was strong
And wouldn't chip away like cheap paint scratched slowly

Embellished what could be in so many stories with no end.

I hold him close
But I can’t heal him
Can’t erase his memories
Of the past
It’s a bandaid
On a gun shot

Cells-
They keep you.
They keep you,
In cells.
Walking upright
In this somber city-scape-jungle,
Cells-
Hands on them (grasping)
Surroundings suddenly
Disappear.
In our heads-
Are devices that-
Imprison our minds.
Keeping us glued,
Glazed over,
Donut shells.
Landscape metallic-cold-and-covered,
This human growth exploding
Buildings are our trees,
Artificial roots edging up concrete.
The lonely plant
Now goes unnoticed
Sterility coating everything.

We are prisoners of our minds.
We are prisoners of the Cells.