Happy,
loving,
joyous and free.
What would the world be without, a hug?

Laughing,
smiling,
shout and cry.
Where would we be without, a friend?

Excited,
jubilation,
elated and uncontainable.
Why would the world be without, a kiss?

Sad,
upset,
solitude and regret.
Who would we be without, a pain?

Falling,
losing,
death and despair.
How could the world exist without, a love?

When is it the end,
Who is my beginning,
what is my decision,
where is my heart to go now,
why is trying again so hard,
how is this hole in my heart supposed to heal?

Twisted recollections
Superficial self-esteem
Boorish charms exceeded
Only by a dream

So cocky is the strut
That often shows the stature
For the nature of the beast
Becomes its hidden disaster

Calculating deeper calamity
To justify split design
Depicting cheaper denominations
Harden psyches face decline

Epithetical clichés inanimately
Falling like all conjectures
But no closer to actuations      
Only changes without measure

The highest mountain rock falls to ripple
In the lowest fountain water
There is no time to stop,
For we are merely landfill fodder
Most burn the candle at both ends
To some that is very quick
Yet others have no ball of wax
They merely torch the wick
I do not say a Plain Jane life
Is a not stray in any manner
One could not make me trade my weird
Even if using a hammer
It is not that I am deranged
Rather it is that I will not conform
I refused to tear my fabric
To yield to any twisted norms
While the strange societal few
May only be fodder for the gristmill
We are lowly forceful water
Bringing highest mountains to rubble hills