You were faceless
no scars
no features what so ever
But your eyes
dark as the dead of night
I looked into to them
mirros into mirrors
reflecting the reflections of myself into you
into myself
You echoed
to me and me to you
You are me and I am you
my face is yours and your eyes my eyes
my mask you hide behind so that your face remains faceless
as my face reflects yours
We are totally faceless
and We have eyes dark as the dead of night.

To write something deep and meaningful
Is to believe that something to be true
True to your hearts of hearts
That everything can be summed up into a
single phrase
Everything that meant something or means something to you or whoever you may have been
You’re not a lone in wanting to say something
without saying out loud
So write something meaningful and grand
Within the true heart hidden by a mask
a mask with a crooked smile andfake laugh

Within every heart there is a mask
Within every heart a passion
Every passion has something to say
But there’s no way to escape a mask
without saying something meaningful
So write something meaningful to say
Like if everyone could see how small they really where no one would every try to say anything again nothing would be said or made because of the sheer truth in the terro of being insignificant is enough to stop the whole world from saying something
The world would have peace and quiet from the terror of never being heard.
Ironic that never being hear forced you to be quiet.

When the sky falls in what will you do
Will you run
Dashing to the finish line of panic and fear
Or will you sit back and laugh
Laugh at the way we struggled in our daily lives
Never stopping to think
When the world ends who is left to clean up
Or when my world ends what else goes with me
When the sky falls what will we do
I wanna be sky diving
So it looks as if the sky couldn’t let go of me
Because letting go is said to be the hardest thing
Many disagree because holding on needs strength
Yet letting go needs the strength to not hold on when you have the power to never let go
And they scream let go
And you eco back
okay Good bye




And you let go
Only to watch them fall
As the sun did our sky.

Many say the same phrase “ the key to life is...”
if there is a key
Then what is locked away in life
What holds our life back
But at one point we all want a key
A key to open the locked away happy life
The peaceful life
That we so selfishly took away from our selfs long ago we all have a moment
Where we can trace back the mistakes
We can see when everything went to ****
It’s offen our first memory.
Why our first
Why not our last
And for the sake of finding the key
I feel our first memory was our last
Our last memory of not having to remember
Just play
Now it’s all fight
With no where to run
Just a gate blocking the way out
The lock reads
“ life”
Can anyone find the right key?

Shut up
Keep your mouth shut
Better to be thought a fool than proven one
Well I’m a fool
I say what I  think
Not always in a good way
But most of the time my thoughts can make leaps and bounds taller than sky scrapers
And yet the always told me stay quiet
So I never say much of anything
Except for when I sleep
Sleep is the uncontrollable speech that rings in my head
Over and over
Day in day out
I talk in my sleep
so when I wake up I don’t have anything to say
I want to go to sleep
So that I can stay quiet
But sometimes I need to be heard
So hear me
when I say
Shut up if you’re gonna be a fool.

Get up
Get dressed
Go to war.
Go to war
With the rage of a thousand men
But with only the power of
One
Yet we still fight
Because rage isn’t silent
Until you go to sleep
Get up
Go to war