What goes around
Comes around

Know this
Whenever you hit the ground

Know this
When you make another frown

Know this
When you help someone who's down

Know this
And be a funny clown

When someone else laughs
So do you

You know it is true!

Spend some time
To help someone out of the blue

Ahh,
Another day.

One to let my mind wander,
And let my mind play.

Life is substance,
similar to clay.

Just shape it,
Any ol' way!

My mind is filled
Just dirt and grime
The only thing to cleanse
Is the art of the rhyme

The sky is
Covered in clouds
The sun is
No where to be found
Memories passed
Floating around this town
Like the shadows
Covering the ground

Coffee
A cup of pure glee
A silent calm scream
I need energy
But it is best enjoyed free

Pretty lady in the coffee shop
Your kind eyes make my heart stop

I've not believed in love at first sight
But this certainly gives my beliefs a fright

Come sit with me?
And help me enjoy this tea?
Oh please,
For it would fill me with glee!

At night
The sun knows best
Not to test
Its shine
To mine

Every mind on this earth
Is just as unique
As the very universe
That surrounds them

What goes down
Must come up
?

The fear of death
The disagreement with ends
Taking life like path
And forgetting it bends

I have faith
my god is true
Read this book
Then then ill listen to you

Love
All those who believe
Love
only those who believe
Hate
the ones who choose to perceive

Love is the word
of every religion
Yet
The amount of hate
That it creates
Is absurd

What is it?
The certain feeling,
I get?

When i smoke,
the occasional,
Cigarette?

A calming clear,
A sudden cease,
Of all things fear.

Desire,
To spread,
Hearts fire.

Creative I become,
With one cigarette,
Addicted to none.

Mans craftsmanship is to be truly adored
When one feels the weight of a heavy wooden door

How easily
Creativity flows

How slowly
Work goes

What are these shoes
Covering my toes

I want to play guitar
To drift afar
In my own creation
And be
Just be
But alas
I am all but free
I'm a busy worker bee

Always wondering
Always asking
Wanting to know
Just how things flow

But some things
Do they?
No.

These are the things that must go

Black holes
Teach everything

It takes death
To bring about spring

Love
is about
loving
love

Knowing others love
being a peaceful dove
being from above

Lets go be what we are
and lose all of our scars
we are all among the stars

Light the street
Let them see their feet
never missing lifes beat

We are one
But one with our body
Be with me

Be energy

Left foot, right foot
Held close to me
Gracefully we move

The dance of our time
Is like never before
We practice so often
Rarely ever on the dance floor

It's mostly with words
On little phone screens
Wondering if what I said
Painted the right scene

I step
You step
Next step
Who's step?

A pain I feel
For reasons unreal
My stomach aches
Every beat of my heart a quake
Why is it
I'm still awake

These feelings I know
I try not to let show
Except to paper
For it does not judge
Even in the sorrow in which I plunge

My mind unraveled
And the color of ink
Deeper into sorrow i sink

A journey
I go
Through a damp cave
Where no lights glow
As i near the end
My sanity will surely ascend
Sorrows no more
And life seems less a bore

How shall I
Exert my energy
On the day
That is today

Sleep
Pull me

Back into the waves of my mind

Submerse me
Drown this body
In Dreams' beauty

So many deer
All with a common fear
A fear
Of me

Well,
I had a poem.

Should've written it by hand,
My **** web browser went bad.

I am just a bit sad
Like an experience
To have never had

Hey,
I guess this one's not bad.

Oh the beautiful beast
Bringing out the worst in us all
Doing things we know we shouldnt
Spending what we couldnt

The fire that rage be
When it leads you to fall
Another stepping stone
To stand on and stall

To rid the thoughts of a much brighter day
At the price of one for certain
No cost can cover the losses
Unless she leads you

To that beautiful place

Time is
A sort of line
An endless line

It is the depth
Of a 4D mind

I am too young
To tell you how to be
If i do, older
Don't listen to me

When i write words
That may be a suggestion
Know that my mind is still up late
Asking questions

These are answers i say for me
These are my perspectives
And what i see
I don't want to tell you who to be

Standing before the ladder
As i lay to fall asleep
slowly up
i start to creep

I find myself to the top
A world created just for me
Feeling the bounce beneath my feet
Just how long could this dream be?

My feet to the surface
less often now
Feeling my self come up
and come down

Up higher now
And forward
further now
Falling backward

Back to the ocean
the ocean I've known before
when the alarm wails
I put my feet back to the floor

Do me a favour
Do a good deed
And never bleed
For something you don't need

Drowned by the world around
Learn to swim
Don't ever sink down
Float to the top
See the light
Because it exists
Even in the dark

You already know

Losing faith in reality
When a dream is what you see
I see her
I see her with me
But i know
It will never be
I see anyone really
Just someone
To share my company
And help me feel free

Time to snap back reality
Work waits for me

And just like that
We were together again
and not in any way
other than what has been
but im not sad
At least i know
im dreaming again

I can feel it coming through
I am getting close to you
But there are things I must do
To make all my dreams come true

Life is but a dream
You know thats what they say
Not every dreams a good one
Especially not today
But i have a good feeling about tomorrow
And that makes it all ok

Never do i wish
anyone's tomb
to be that
of angst and gloom

It seems as though
The brush i had
Has now grown thin
The brush lies within
My very skin
The skin that i'm in
Behind my thick skull
That **** brush is dull
Covered in black and gray
What a gloomy dreary haze
It is just another phase
A rock under my flow
As i'm water
Over the waterfall watch me go
Into the basin i am home
Or at least part of a biodome

Writing to pass the time
Ends up being always writing all the time
Constantly working on my mind
I love machines but not the grind

A little love
And elbow grease
Is all this body
Really needs

Waking to the world,
to see it in embrace,
with the holy one,
that holy sun.

And outward i reach,
with hands and feet,
to welcome the world,
embraced be my beat.

What is it but a word
You need not understand it
To give it meaning is absurd

Its to be enjoyed
When it comes around
But you choose
To just wait
On the ground
Saying
"Sadness i have found"
Waiting with a frown
Waiting for it to turn around

Move
Move with yourself
Do something
Do not
Do not wait

I have made up my mind
To *** I choose to be blind
No love is there to find
No longer desire to bind

To myself
I am now kind

I have finally discovered
The desire to avoid death

Always waiting
Wanting
An end
My life
I cared not
To defend

When the light shines bright
Turning away the night
Infinitely beautiful is the sight

Energy
The fact that it is
Not what it was
But that it is
The fact that it exists
Ahh can you feel your mind twist
As you pull past the curtains
Of what makes your mind go
Worry not what it is
But please let it show
Let it be the light we see
Let it make you whole

I've got that peddle to the metal
Hear that engine roar
My foot pressed hard against the floor

It's all wasted
I'm in neutral

I've got the strongest mind alive
Feeling feelings like no other would
So deep
So deeply misunderstood

It holds so tightly on everything
That means good greens
And bad things

There's no brake peddles to be found
All I can ever do is let off the gas and slowly slow down
Until I end up in neutral
With my foot to the ground

I burn
Like a cigarette
Slow
And smooth

What the hell is it anyway?
To be a man.

To be assertive?
To have a plan?

***** it.
Just open,
Your pineal gland.

I'm tired today
With all the things I have done
I'm happy to say

Time
Is not
A line

Time
Is the vessel
For this rhyme

Time
Is the plane
To hold you and I

Time
The stitch between
Energy and the mind

Constantly
Absorbing
Energy
Releasing
Energy

Watching
T.V.
Writi­ng
Poetry

Eating
Celery
Running
Endlessly

Dreaming
DMT
Waking
R­eality

All that we are
The absorption
The explosion
Once a burning star

All the things to be absorbed
All the things to which we form

Everything we percieve
Ever have and ever will see
That beautiful thing energy

So proud should you be

Experiencing explosion
In the slowest slow-motion

The eyes
The ears
The body
The mind
Individual beauty
They behold
In harmony