There is no truth
As the numbers all add up
The sky is it's own reward
I cannot hear the voices telling me
And I never could believe

The air is bitter
But the breath is sweet
And the sun may rise for me to find
I cannot dream the way I want
I can never fall asleep

There is no truth
Only me
And you are

There is no truth
And there could never be

i'm always taken back to that day in November, when i was sitting in a car and it was raining and my friend kept exclaiming that this was paradise and asked if i agreed.

i couldn't agree.
the only paradise i knew was you.

i'll always remember that cold day and cold month as the last point in time where we were truly happy.
where i still got to hear every beautiful "hello" and every dreadful "goodbye."
where i still woke up to you and your voice was the soundtrack to my life.

little did i know,
on that day,
the soundtrack had ended.

I idle in the shower.

Outside my window, bees are dutifully
Assisting flowers in their seasonal ****, carrying
Loads of dusty ***** to potential mates.

A little girl walking to school trips, the sound of her skin
Slowly scraping against the aged ground touches the edges
Of the Earth, and falls into nothingness.

A swallow, keen and alert, quickly gathers brittle
Twigs for her three eggs, and, upon finding only two
remaining in their nest, she quietly sits and sleeps.

My face erodes in the shower.

you can promise me forever.
you can promise me every past star in the night sky,
every flower that the earth grows unapologetically,
every hour of sleep i always let slip away from me,
and i would still never believe you.

for some reason,
every word has lost its original meaning.
you tell me you love me,
but i can't even begin to grasp what you mean
when you say a four letter word that is the simpliest word to read.

i wish i could feel loved.
whatever that means.
and i wish i knew the original meaning.
whatever that means.

Realizing What Matters

What matters is the positive,
a look into what's relative...

Relativity can't deny the truth-
Don't trade an eye,
and don't trade a tooth.

What matters is a simple word,
something worth while...
worth being overheard.

Build a bridge, and don't destroy-a-one.
Picking up what's left isn't fun.

Enjoy your aspirations, and dreams-
Enjoy your youth before you're falling apart...
At the seams.

Live in the moment, but not for just today
This one moment starts at your birth,
and ends when you've out lived your stay.

7.18.2011

It's an expansion,
a house to a mansion.

Making a thief understand,
he can earn, needn't slight of hand.

It's freedom from the mind, liberation-
A thousand doubts silenced, proclamation.

A negative thought... It just needs a slap on the hand.
Open your mind to positivity, and learn to expand.

5.12.13

Have you ever felt,
The things that I have felt,
Repetition at its finest,
Cycles viciously spinning,
And fires that refuse to go out?

The annoyance of consistency,
Always needing more
                            more,
                           And more,
Until my brain just resists,
The resistance of greed,
But greed is just a substitute for emptiness,
Holes that have been formed inside me,
Craving the very sweetness of joy.

I'm caught on a hook,
A hook of fishermen named desires,
I ache for variety and change,
But the only change is my ability,
To sustain in complexity.

Is it ungrateful to be this way,
Kissing the realism goodbye,
As it drives me to madness,
Leaving me in a state of blue,
And uncertainty?

Independence is what I propose,
But adolescence limits the opportunities,
That have been given to me as a test,
A test of which I continue to fail,
Since I am afraid of responsibility.

Genius talents,
Gifted from god,
I hold him liable of my fate,
Yet since I need this vicious cycle to end,
I must try to take it into my own hands,

Even if I am,
Afraid of the change,
As much as I wish for it.

I can't help but think one morning while stretching out your bones
And shaking out your manifest destiny you found yourself in need of
A new conquest
A new forest to devastate
A new temple to desecrate
Instead you found  scattered ruins and charred remains
you got swept away with the dust you kicked up
Until it settled
And you brushed yourself off
And carried on your way
Nothing lost
Nothing gained