Normal people have toothbrushes
I have words
To clean off all my gunk.

I can’t just wish
And it will happen.

No,
Life likes to spice things up.
Unfortunately.

I was kind of unsure
But not anymore!

Something inside of me shifts
And everything seems ok again.

The wind blows through me
As easily as it blows through the trees.

Maybe
I am exactly how I feel
Full of holes.

People say
That you’ll just know
What you want
You will have a gut feeling
A vision
An intuition.

And I do have a gut feeling
I feel like I have been punched in the gut.

I find myself longing
For what I once had
Forgetting
What I could be
Would be better.

If everyone in the world
Could be half as bright as you
The sun would not measure up to us.

If everyone in the world
Could be half as funny as you
A second would not pass
Without having a good hearty laugh.

If I
Could be half as YOU as you
Maybe I might deserve you.

Me
My friends
Running backwards around the bend
Getting buried by cute kittens
Instead of socks, wearing mittens
Going sledding in late spring
Here’s the end of the list
Of wonderful ridiculous things.

I just want to let you know
Things are best when they’re ridiculous

If I could wish upon a star
I would go back in time
And take back
All of the things
That mar
What was once a pure white surface
Of a soul.

How fast
Beautiful things
Turn grotesque.

I am sunshine
I am rain

I am heart
And I am brain

Contradictions are my essence
I can assure you
None of them make sense.

I am not one
I am made by my experiences
I am not me
I am what happens to me.

Yet
I am the only one
That is
What I am.

I used to not be scared of heights
That was before I fell
Now all I want to do
Is stay safely on the ground.

I can’t believe how boring I’ve gotten.

I looked up what contradiction means
It means a combination of statements, ideas, or features of a situation that are opposed to one another.
We are contradiction, my friend.
You oppose me,
Yet we are still combined.

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
The words flit past my lips
Like a butterfly

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I bid you adieu
I’ll see you next time

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
My leaving grows nigh
Goodbye!

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What the heck is wrong with me?
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Why can’t my problems just be fixed?
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All of this seems like a sign
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That I should just stop,
And think outside of my own self.

I just ate an entire container of
Cherry tomatoes
What the heck?!
Who does that?!

I feel sad
I think
I shouldn’t feel sad
I list my blessings
I think of all the kids
Out there who don’t
Have a good family
Or a house
Or nice clothes.

I cry.
The guilt makes me cry more.

We are all blind
We all are wearing sunglasses
With shades so strong
That we can’t see the light
Of the world anymore.

Everything is boring
Nothing is new
We walk through a world of nothingness.

We have mediocre awareness
We cannot see past ourselves

I wonder how the human race
Got to be this way.

I am stupid
And naive
To think this would be easy.

I am stupid
And naive
To believe it would be served
On a silver platter.

I am a complete and utter ignoramus.

It is too dark
Unnaturally dark
The night eating away
The light.

Oh the light
What a magnificent sight
Yellow and white
Shining bright.

Oh the dark
In such stark
Contrast for the night marks
A time where things meet
In the cover of black
Hiding away, discreet.

The dark hushes
Dims light
So they only glow
Their white light
Turning yellow
Muted
By too dark darkness.

I see dark grey rain clouds above me
Right next to me
Is bright blue skies with
Puffy white clouds

So near
Yet so far away.

Running
Running
Running
Out of Time.

I am losing the marathon
I am falling behind

Running
Running
Running
Suddenly caught
At the end of my line,
Too slow! I’m out of Time!

I soar from the earth
Into the atmosphere
Flying past the moon
Waving at Mars
Landing on an asteroid.

I marvel at the blackness
And sheer volume of the space
Around me and all the
Stunning planets around me.

I speed past Jupiter
Fly around Saturn’s rings
I go past Uranus and Neptune
Into the Kuiper belt.

My heart took me places
My head could never go.

The magical moment
When you wake up
But you’re still slightly sleeping.

The beautiful moment
When you are not worried
You are honest
You are content
Anger fear and hate
Seem to have never
Manifested in your mind.

You are a tree
You are a blade of grass
Blowing in the wind
You are the wind blowing.

You are...
serenity

Some things cannot be memorized
Thought out.

Sometimes logic
Cannot solve.

Sometimes one must feel
And it may be hard
That’s ok
Because you can’t always get by
Being booksmart.

The present
Is a gift given
By the past
Passed on
To the future.

The future
Looks back on me
As if
Daring me
To catch up.

The past is the past
It is behind me
But I still can’t help
But look back occasionally.

We got the same heart
Beating the same blood
Into the same veins.

We got the same dreams
The same goals
And the same feelings.

We got the same anger
And the same sadness
All from the same fear.

What’s the difference
Between you and me?
Color of skin?
Sexuality?
What does that mean to you?
It means absolutely nothing to me.

There is a lightbulb
In my brain
That is cracked
Not working
And is barely not shattering.

There is an idea factory
In my brain
That is shut down
Rusted
And barely standing up.

I am out of ideas
My brain is not working
My mind has become catatonic.

My ideas have called sick
My good words have taken a day off
And my rhyme quit its job.

My rythym is on vacation
My inspiration failed the interview,
And my structure decided to collapse.

I don’t know what to write
So I write nothing
Unless nothing turns into something
And my sick tree bears fruit.

I am a building
A weak building
With terrible structure.
I cannot handle pressure
I will collapse.

I see the stars
Bright, shining
In my mind.

I’m blinded
By the unhidden
Beauty of planets
Stars
Nebulas.

I see Asteroids
Asteroid belts
Space rocks
Remnants of failed space missions.

I see more
Indescribable things
Concepts
I see concepts
I see love and happiness.

I hear music
Magnificent music
Harmonizing in the deepest reaches
Of the Universe.

I see Time
A great river
With golden sand brushing my toes.

I touch the fabric of the Universe
It feels like the softest fleece
Times infinity.

I smell brownies,
Roasted marshmallows.
I smell lavender,
Sweet sap
That somehow don’t clash.

How is the Universe so beautiful?
I never want to leave this Universe in my mind.

It’s blue sparkle
Strikes my eye
Glowing over the marble rock
Of the Universe
It’s so beautiful
It makes me cry
The light reflects
Off the surface of Time
Not wet
But still liquid
Liquid Time
I like the thought of that
Liquid Time
A waterfall
Falling
Falling
I want to stand under
The stream of Time and the Universe.

Is not real
Humans made it up.

Or is it?
Is it a river that flows through the universe?

My human mind
Cannot fathom
The banks
Or the shore
Or the current of it.

My human mind still thinks
Humans made time up.

The weird thing with boredom
Is that it always only occurs
When one has quite a lot
Of actual things things to do.

Like right now,
I am writing
Maybe getting a couple of likes
When I should be studying
So I don’t get a grade
That makes me go “Yikes!”

Like right now I feel deprived
Of things to do,
I think it’s cause one gets easily bored
With what’s right in front of you.

I haven’t been here for a while
To make all my readers smile
I used to write every day
Guess that went away,
Anyway
I’m sorry!

I really wish
I was 23
Because then
I’d finally be free
Not really
I’d be pinned down
By worries
College degrees
Apartment fees
Anxiety
Oh wait
I have that already

But still
It’d be better
Or so it seems
Than being a kid.

Autumn leaves
Summer leaves
Winter’s eve.

Fall is here
After summer’s sear
Before winter’s gear.

Autumn leaves
Crunch beneath our feet.

Is anyone right?
Is anyone wrong?
Is this all just perspective?

Is it the same thing
In a different light?
Is it a different thing
In a different sight?

If I see something
Will you see it the same?
Our eyes are different
Past the color
They see differently.

Drift away
Watching the sunset
Feeling the wind blowing on our backs.

The best music played
Can’t be heard or listened to
It comes from the heart.

The spirit of freedom
Is in all of our souls
Even when
We feel trapped.

The spirit of freedom
Like a heart beating
On the iron bars of your ribs,
Fights to keep its liberty.
Fights to keep it humility
Fights to keep its humanity
Fights to be free.

One step at a time
1...2...3...4
One task at a time
5...6...7...8
One day at a time
9...10...11
One second at a time
12...13...14...15
Maybe I won’t break down this time.

What are you feeling?
Overwhelmed
Why is that?
I don’t know.

Of course you know!
There’s a reason for everything.
What’s that reason?
I still don’t know.

Come on think hard, you aren’t stupid,
What is that reason you’re hiding from me?
I. Don’t. Know.

Who is backwards?
Me or them?
Should I know?
Is it ok that I don’t?
I DON’T KNOW!

Nightfall falls
As curtains close
To end a show.
And then,
The curtains open up again
To start a new one.