Lonely
Burning with no reason
No change of seasons
No one really sees him
Impossibility frees him
A tree with no forest
I don't have to take more if…

Hurt
The petal lost her flower
A lean in her tower
No one knows how her
Impossibilities allow her
To bloom in the winter
Songs you can't sing with her…

Tired
Earths foundations turn to dust
Mirthful sages teaching trust
No one chased after us
Impossibilities gather up
Life is all in multitude
Believe me, we're here with you too...

Because I'm not beautiful

Bred to believe
God to be
More than we conceive
In scripture is seed
To grow and feed
On love and bleed
But first! Concede
To YOUR OWN misdeeds
And hit your knees
To find the lead
To salvations greed
Gathered souls heed
We have all you need!
Turn, from drugs and ****!
Let God intercede!
DO NOT let Satan impede
Your will to read
In-between the lines
Hear truth in the lies
It is God who did not love I.

I see it
A new perspective
Where I no longer desire
Save the desire to no longer
Want

So I do
The same rituals
Where I know I'm safe
Yet the safe I know
Hurts

Oh I feel
The inevitable coming
Where infinite rests
And rests infinitely
Alone

Pick me up and spin me around.
    Throw me through the window
        to the wall. Do you hear that
           sound? A warning to all.
             You're the sky and
          I'm the ground
     Connected
     by wind
        and
            gall

Whether it be in or up, it will not matter to them

Here.
Now.
You are not.
I am still

An open mind and heart may never find it.

Time heals all wounds..

Except when time is holding the knife.

I am here
In the silence
I can hear
In the night
I can steer
In the right
I can veer
And in the fight
I can never fear.

The Faithful walk on water.
The Wicked hide in trees.
A sea of blue;


A sea of green.
With nothing in-between..

This
And
That

But it wouldn't mean a thing
From me

Black Sunflower Lily
Looking kind of funny
Pretty ugly really
Especially when it's sunny

Golden hours never dull
A sight to behold because you can't be held
Captured souls you can tell
Will water your roots in hell

As a matter of fact
The fact of the matter is just
That

Pink Balloon
Don't think too soon
Or drink to swoon
Burn to consume
Moon rocks with no stop
Bare bedrock
Mocks
    Your
      Thought
         And    
            Hope
In a chance to confuse
What the earth does not supply
What it's worth to reapply
My self to you

Sweet Sunflower Lily
You look better in the night
Best to see your light
At midnight, the sun

Raging in the mirror
Crying, For. No. Sage

Could hear her

O'Blacked

These ****** flowers
Petals kissed by death
Scars licking her stem
A twist in her pistil  
She doesn't dodge this missile
Petal tips touch lips in unkind embrace
Walking lines so fine like lace
Misguide your grace in stones
Work and chisel to bone
Ripping skins you've outgrown

Unfamiliar with in where I stead
Something's
Non peculiar when things are dead
Surroundings
Rot revealing our date to lie ahead
Blooming so red

Maggots

To let it all go
I can't be sorry for what's best
In sleep I dream of death
And it does not wake me
But calls me comforting
Let's pray God has mercy

I miss her.
It's not poetic.
But it's true.

And I've decided to keep walking

I'm just tired of my heart breaking everyday

She's told me some stories,
what she has survived; from when she was innocent.
And I carry a lot of respect for her.
I admire her,
for the commitment to being a decent person.
It's not easy.
I know.
But, do you know how they say we should be a light in other's lives?

Well I've found mine.

Drowning in sunlight
Sol and I are burning
Gravity wisps away
A dance begins turning
The same old two feet
This time I'm learning
New ways to meet
The partner I've been yearning

When everything hurts but nothing is wrong
Your pain is acceptional


It's nice to see you, Happy.
This too shall pass,
But I'll be here waiting;
For when you need me again

Baffled at her simple beauty, we began
to immerse ourselves in a forest of conversation, each tree a commonality, sitting on branches in agreeance, with the leaves bringing life to our exchange, lightly brushing those of another tree.

To be wise is to know and to know is to understand and to understand is to have compassion.

It's nothing to get excited over
You can write it over and over and over
Eventually
You can't even fight over
Nothing
To even be excited over
Odds are she'll stop calling me over
Just as I
Catch myself falling all over
Again
I find it over for good.

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
Than the ones you created

I still see the candle burning far…

Lo’ even from here, I convect your fervent life…

O’ how bright the star you truly are!


I still hear the water shatter glass…

Lo’ in the silence, I see your effervescence…

Y’ reversed; my tide returns alas!


I still feel your weightless aura…

Lo’ in nights bright, I taste luminescence…

O’ truly first, I gaze into your pale aurora!


I still smell the brilliance within…

Lo’ when I smile I hear your sweet lilt…

O’ how beauty cracks to reveal a gem!


quand même...


I still taste the free vain alone…

Lo’ memories, memories made in the cold...

O’ how life will rip love from bone!


-Luca Ivaldi

put a bullet in your fvcking head you're not even worth the fvcking lead or jump off a fvcking building and hit the pavement the concrete could care even fvcking less

Who's too caring
Who's too loving
Too forgiving
Too hopeful
He will die one day
One way or another
He won't be here when you