Mountain Dew
And purple Powerade
Ah!
What a delicious drink I have made!

An empty page
As is my brain
I fill with words
And work towards
My mind without pain

What to do
What to see
What is it I look to gain
A line between
Dream
And reality

Down to the last
Burning in my hand
It soon shall be past

Smoke
Harsh
But smooth
Somewhat clashing
With my mood

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I need people
The kind i'm not used to
Ones who make me feel
The opposite of blue
I have not one
I have two

Both named nick
Whom I did not pick
Around they chose to stick

I am lucky
And grateful for these two
They make me feel
Less than blue

Its 1:43
It just started raining
The sky turns bright blue
For split seconds
As i lay here and do anything
Anything but sleep

4:00
Is the time i set my alarm
2:17 of sleep
2:15 actually as minutes pass
And words appear

I broke through a wall today
Green calcite aided me
Pulled out emotions
I tried to bury

So now
Do i sleep

Do i sleep

Do i...

What to do
When it's boredom
Not exhaustion
That takes hold

Open

Let it free
Let it go
Let it be

Always understand
It's all infinity

Coffee
A wonderful thing
Slowly sipping

Bitter
It falls across my palette
As mood rises

Love
No other surprises
So perfectly brown

So smoothly
It goes down

Drowning

Frowns

But then i remember
A being
an orange being
With a motor so loud
and love that soars
through even the darkest cloud
Furry and warm
earth born
I'm most certainly
writing
about a cat

Aware
Of all the things around
Distracted
By a sound
And they look down
Curiosity gives them a frown

There's something wrong with you
If you notice everything
You're too right
For this wrong world

So take some Adderall
While your small
And watch your world fall

Meditation
Is far greater
Than medication

The beauty of creation
An urge to adventure
The love of curiosity
All with meaning at its center
Finding yourself
Spilling your guts
Spanding the mind
Learning love
The best way to spend time
Art is beauty
Theres beauty in this rhyme
And all of yours too
With out spending a single dime

Infinitely
Beautiful
Is fall
On this
Heartwarming
Day

There's a feeling I find
When I'm low
Or when I'm high
Way deep back I my mind

I feel energies
Pull down from the sky
And reflect from my middle eye

My body is here and very aware
But the human things that I don't often share
Evidently bring me to believe
Some part of me is unique
An alien here to this land
Watching planet earth crumble to sand

But that's my job and my mission here
I know the beauty and the potential of our great land
I've been there I held my heart in my hand
But so easily it was knocked to the floor
By people who have been taught to be emotionally poor

The beauty of such a reversible mind
Is understanding people in hell and heaven are blind

They do not know the other side
Claiming their way is the only way to survive
I exist on the very thin line
The one we happen to call time

If I were a fly
I'd surely be dead
Not easy to see
**** spider web

I'm so tired.

Love, the night before.
Work, the time of now.
Sleep, the distant future.

Happy, always.

Live it up
Inside the greenery
Let the light shine down on all the canopies

One great garden grown from the mind
Too thick to let in any sunshine

Dry it up
Burn it to the ground
Leave it for the other side to be found

Everything around now burnt down
The fire smolders and embers surround

No mercy
From the sun
That place where we've all come from

All that energy down to a burnt land
Will soon turn it into orange and red sand

Breathing in
Hoping not to choke
On the smoke greenery had stoked

The other side has come alive
Reaching through where worlds collide

Rainclouds
Appear in the sky
And an angel begins to cry

The ache of a sore gum
Annoyance
It compares none
To the ache of a fickle heart

I want the sun
always above me

i want to feel
heat

Energy
wrapped around me

With its cease
Space
is what it leaves

Something always
amongst nothing

Nothing
never something

Change of states
energy to matter

Matter to energy
makes a big boom

And the energy
That changed to me

Is no longer free
Stuck in the body

Stuck with time
And occasional rhymes

Often
i find

Senses go blind
and energy

It traverse
the labyrinth

Lost
confused

Free
me

It screams
It sees

But only body can bleed
and worry for what the body need

Until the energy one day
is freed

Then
but not only then

Will i be
happy

But im happy now
not even death brings me down

You
Are the lack of me

The thing
Pulling my energy

Away
From where it should be

From the life
I dream to see

A penny for your thoughts
Not your words
But what is true
Do you really feel the same as I do

Is there a warranty for my brain?
This one's broken and it's driving me insane.
Where oh where can a new one be claimed?

If I can't replace it, I guess I'll get it fixed.
All of its wires seem to be in a mix.
Leaving my body in unrelenting twist.

The circuit to my lungs just doesn't work,
I can't breathe when I fall asleep, mentally that hurts.
Please can you fix my brain?
I need my breathing back or I'll be in the back of a Hearse.

As fast as one runs from death
As fast as a car drives
As fast as a bullet flies
As fast as the earth does move
My racing mind just as fast too

Work
**** work
Not the act
But the place

Work
Working towards something better
Is a priority over many things
But never over personal well being

Except today
Im sick
And we are busy

I would not enjoy
A sickly furnace man
In my house

Massive stars
Ever burning
burning bright
bringing life

Born in life
at the ending
of winters strife
Aries, the fire bright

But does it not make sense?
Look to the greatest things
The great givers of energy
then see the energy it brings

A star born of spring
burning, burning
Hear the song fire sing

I don't believe in conventional ends, and there may be ruins, but ruins only stand to be seen as a symbol of something that was once grand

What is money to a man
When he has no real plan

Inspiration has left me
Like the stinger
From a frightened bee

I leave no man behind
Unless he's blind
I mean not in the eyes
But in the mind

I am awake
Alive
Ready
To live today

Breathing
Writing

Being

Well.

hey,
hey.

hey!

I've found it again,
the write things to say!

The words flow,
Like the blood often go,
A dry faucet nose,
****, it's getting cold.

The year,
Once passed,
Held winter,
And it's people,
All in one grasp.

The other hand,
It used to clap.

Applauding the crowd,
The unhappy people,
Cars crashed all around.

Mine crashed.

It's six feet underground.

But it's ok!

I'm free this day,
from all things yesterday.

This winter I remain,
All bits sane.

Black
Gold
And very little light
It brings a feeling
Of a time before I
When polite
Was normal

Inside machinery lies
Grey metal gears of all size

When everything is aligned
And all is right
They slide past another
Each tooth holding on to the other

The gears inside my machinery however
Could be in a condition much better

Bent and broken
Some circuits don't turn
Grinding and grinding
For relief they yearn

The grease that allows gears to slide
Should be maintained
There should be no grind
No grease should be as black as mine

But black can look alright
On a backdrop of white

When I press a page
Against my gears
The most beautiful patterns
Tend to appear

I weave a blanket
In which to wrap myself

Surrounding my being
A shroud of infinite words

Why is it that i cannot see
It is obviously the choice of me
I need to push forward
And let come what will be
But i simply cannot see
My heads to the ground
As i wear such a frown
But i not need
I not need a frown to bind me
I need only me
And positivity

I feel good,
Tonight.
And i think tomorrow,
I'll be alright.
So long as temptation,
Doesn't blind my sight.

A look to the left
a turn to the right
where, oh where
are the words to write

A conversation would be nice
With someone
Anyone really
How about you?
How do you do?
Are you feeling
A bit blue too?

That is it
It is time to rest
And time no more
To fail my sculpted tests

Inhale
Exhale
No thoughts just breathing
Inhale
Exhale
No regret just breathing
Inhale
No self pity just breathing
No worries about tomorrow just breathing
No thoughts of...
Oh, right
Exhale
Inhale
Exhale
Just breathing

I find it hard to breathe these days,
But I make sure I do.

It's just another small task,
To help myself get through.

If i can,
Then why can't you?

Worry not for the bridges you have burned
For they are merely lessons to be learned
If it comes to such a day
That you find the charred remains
And on the side that you can not reach
Looks to be a newly born beach
Prepare now for the lot of time
A new bridge you must design

What a time
To be alive
So frightened
Often am I

So big but surely shrinking
This world is for the thinking

What is it here thats left
We taken so much
Some kind of nature theft

Im no perfect man
I take so much too
But in the stars i see the truth

They're so bright and bold and big
What difference does it make to be a pig

To be alive and to see whats real
And to be capable of the feels

A human soul's just like the rest
Hidden in a bag of flesh
Always moving toward their quest
Until there's no flesh left

To be a pig and to take
Without returning surelys a mistake
But it takes alot for one to grow

So let the world you take
Grab a hold a of you and shape
A human bag of flesh
Thats a little brighter than the rest

Eventually your days will end
Hopefully then youll ascend

Move for the sun then please
We need more light to bring about peace

Just remember
Its important to grow
But once youve grown
Its time to let go

The ignorance of the pineal gland
Is the difference between rock and sand

The disconnection
Feeling of unfeeling
Somehow puts things right
Puts my mind at ease to write

Sometimes I feel bored

All the people
All the places
All the things

All the same

I descend
Into fantasy

Seeing new things
Having crazy dreams

Often too far i go
Destroying my flow

Sinking and falling
Into myself

Looking
Searching
Reaching

For something new

Then cross my mind
Death comes through

Certain of a promise
Of everything new

Stagnation then sits
Just as rust pits

Coming ever closer
To destruction

But

I choose to stay
Now and everytime before

No two things
Are ever even remotely the same

Only the place
From which they came

There is always infinity more
And it is me

That makes me bored

Creativity has left me
Only for now
As it longed
To be set free

All these words i write are my camera
Always livin in the moment
And if i stop to take a picture
I might not feel a feel of feeling
For a second id stop breathing
Pull the trigger the camera sees
All the things that i missed
Because i saw it behind a lense
But when its done and over
The moments lost and theres nothing to do
I can relive those feelings
Feel it while im breathing
And ill breathe out a song
About the moment i was livin
All these words are my camera
Do you feel my feelings

Spicy
Tasty
Embrace me
And my poetry

Sleep's run away again
Out of the house
Out on the street
Leaving a trail
Of my thoughts at its feet

So I'll just sit and chill
And these spaces in my brain
Try to fill