He wakes up everyday with a bleeding case of amnesia.
Now remembering new thoughts he didn't seem to know.
He'd loved before, and had been loved.
He still thinks about her every night now.
Maybe he's just reminiscing on past emotions,
Still so raw like a fresh cut on the skin.
When that light gets low he's invincible,
But not anymore he now lays in bed
All in his head.
Enough has now been said,
But he's not ready for the end.
He thought he was lost,broken,invisible.
But "he'll get over in do time" everyone said.
He didn't listen anymore,
He's barely left the house.
Just laying there quieter than a mouse.
All because he missed his spouse.
Head now in the clouds.
"I sometimes stare out my window as i lay, and i must say the sunset no longer looks the same my love."

Right now I’m 17 years old I’m sitting in my room thinking how is my life going to be, and scares me.
I think about how I’d be if I was a Father I’d be terrible I’m not ready I’m selfish I mean, But I’m only 17.
I think about how or what my job will be wife and feel what I wanted to be, and will be true to me.
I guess sometimes I look at my past to see my future, and things aren’t looking so good.
I got my friends around me, my family still supports me… But honestly I just want to be true to me and my future, and hopefully I’m happy.… With whatever I’m doing.

I stood in front of of the mirror not even recognizing the boy standing in front of me.
when i look into ,my dark brown eyes it reminds me of a distant memory of happier days and beautiful blue skies.

It's usually around this time i start to realize that things in my life are kinda not real, and i fall into a state of de-realization. i start to think of everything and all things.Like how my futures gonna end up?
Am i gonna be the same person?
Who knows?
I realize now that i'm not the same person i was as a child,
and i don't know if i'm ok with it?
I used to be so social and naive, but weren't we all?
Aren't we all?
I've become more distant from everyone,and that my emotions no longer feel familiar to me.
I sometimes think i'm crazy.
Then i think that thought is crazy and dumb.
After these thoughts i look at my clock that reads in bright red
analog numbers that it was only 10:39,and i think "this is gonna be a long night."

times where I just stare blankly out my window.
Times when nothing is happening,
Silence drowning everything out.
Seeing a thousand faces at once,
Rembering every memory.
leaving nothing unseen,
letting everything come out when the moonlight hits.
Without words everything is said,
As if there was someone listening.
As I were talking to someone,
This un-natural feeling overwhelms me
Feeling like a drug taking over feeling the pain of it all,
Like heroine coursing through my veins.
a type of chilling freezing feeling.
Yet when it's over everything feels warm ligther like a weight lifted.
Then I realize that I see the sun rising.
It then hits me,
My body feels heavier again.
The beginning of a new cycle of sorrow another day gone by,
And again my body goes through another sleepless nights...

A I sit in this piece of metal and stare through this window.
All I can think about is what lies ahead,
Maybe a new beginning?
Maybe another embarrassing memory past coming back to haunt me.
In this moving hunk of metal I carry everything I need.
All my memories,
And the most valuable people in my life.
I know that anything that happens from here,
it won't change who we are.
The times we've had and the times we will have together.
This thought makes my restless mind settle down more.
I'm still very anxious of everything,
But maybe this is good for us.
We've all got our stories we're still scared to tell each other.
We all have each other.
What we have is valuable.
At the moment all that came too my mind was how perfect this moment was,
I looked at that night sky.
But all i used to see was a black sky always too big,
bigger than anything i could handle.
I thought what was out there was too much to handle alone.
But now i see a millions of stars and i thought of such beautiful galaxies.
It makes me think that we could handle anything as long as we have each other.
It reminds me of such amazing car rides to oasis's yet not discovered by a group of curious teens,
connected by sorrows,lovely times,
And wondrous long car rides.

There's a special time that makes anyone reflect.
From the cheater, the alcoholics , and the rest of the heathens and ******.
This is the time that makes even the worst of the self-righteous.
Sometimes it's what people need, to let loose, have fun.
Go crazy...
The moonlight does that to people casts them into a hypnotic dance of rage passion and sin.
Parents warned you about because it's hard to get out of.
People want to see the perfect side.
Like perfect guy, lovely young lady, the "perfect child".
But when the time come no one has regrets for the things they did.
Because who would want admit the villainous acts they've done.
But everyone goes back to normal the next day with just a fresh scent,
Of what the moonlight did to them.