Poetry
Is healing
To me

It is the disinfectant
To my wound
Or the seed
Of a creative plant

It is the return
Of sanity
And all the time
I refused to unwind

It seems
That I was right
Therapy
Was a worthless fight

The battle i bear
Is in my mind
And through it
Truth I did find

A risk I took
To go it alone
Almost left me
Blind
Almost left me
A body to find
But i realize now
I can finally see

Poetry is my therapy

Burning
Lighting
And warming
The endless
Beautiful
Qualities
Of the sun

Contracting
Condensing
Erupting
Exploding
And
Consuming

Or
­
Contracting
Condensing
Burning brighter
As it dies

Earth
Perceiving
Breathing
Living

It has yet
To be
determined

White dwarf,
Or black hole?

Which way,
Will humanity flow?

Of the things you want to see
The places
You might want to be
The choice
To set your mind free

The world you want to love
Is nothing you're above
Nothing you're below
This is your act
This is your show

Energy only wants to flow
The path least resisting
So stop resisting
And start existing!

Pride of possessions
Always fails to compare to
Pride of perceptions

I choose to live it
I choose to own it
I choose to be with it
Instead of sleep it

I feel the wind
Pass through me
I feel the sounds
Soothe me

Walking around
At such late an hour
Fills me with passion
And so much desire

Desire for another
Another night like tonight
Another wind through my soul
Another feeling to transpire

I will burn like a fire

The taste
Of coffee
So fresh
So new
A rush
A flow
Down it goes
And up I float
In my brain
A different way
Pulling
Pounding creativity
On a page

This page

It is less of a hum
And more of an 'oh!'
When meditation
Teaches flow

The sound
When nature takes back its crown
So violent as you look around
As lightning strikes the ground

The only thing
One ever truly owns
Is ones body

The distance from an epicenter
In such a way we can measure

Two thousand fourteen
Only distance percieved

All this and all around
one layer to surround

All the layers are all from one
Every piece and all the suns

Once exploded
Ever reloaded

To travel to another day
Carry on in the same old way

But to another layer
Is for a real player

Time is a concept
We each perceive
It may be twelve
But what is it really?

Is it the aging of things
And the death of youth
Or the sounds of spring
The smell of winters beginning?

Or maybe currency
Across time
Across the sea
Always the same
In any city
Percieve it as such
Now tell me my friend
What have you bought?

I bought some work
To maintain current life
I bought guitar
The beauty of music
I bought a gaze at the stars
And many good flicks

Now I've bought this poem
At a worthy price
Now you've bought it too
The art it's been
I hope it was worth it
~Thank you im very appreciative!~

There's an question in my head
The answer is always whispered back
Always no

Love is consistency
Knowing what's right
And settling for nothing less

Not giving up
Not humouring a fallacy
Or cradling a lie

It's a battle always
But the other side of love is never the same

A state of constant change
And when it's at its weakest
Is when love can then take over

It is funny
You know
When I write a poem
I go
The body writes itself
Not the title though

Our paths may be different
We may go different ways
But I'm here to help you
I'm here today

Maybe peace left me
Or i left it
At some point yesterday

I found it today
Hidden in some hard work

I've put it back together
I've put it in my pocket
With my phone my keys my wallet
There's where i wont lose it

Today
Is one of many
That I let myself
Feel sad

The moment when
Your dream is good
Too good
And you wake up from the intense joy
Only to be dropped heavily to the ground
Ouch

It's tough sometimes
To look in the mirror

It's even more tough, to know
This world,
It's just one great mirror

To be poetic
Is to be far
From pathetic

Ive wandered far
Down different paths
Till my legs got tired
Till my feet hurt

It took so much time
To feel the concrete
And how unforgiving
It is on my body

It took so much time
But now i know
The grass is
where my feet belong

I blaze my own trail
I hold my own
Freedom is worth all
That leaves me skin and bone

Life is not yet what i dream
But i know thats where i go
Towards the life i want to know
In hopes to see others on trails their own

And its in that moment
That the lines
The frame
Of reality
Start to break

They shimmer
They shine
They breathe
With you

Under their breath
They whisper
Stay cool

Never however
Is that easy to do
So call that friend
Who is closest to you

I wish I could talk
Be who I want to be
It is just not easy
With a judgemental family

Agony
Or beauty
In the face
Of infinity

Just
Be

To be shocked by joy
And the jolt of surprise
To feel the warm rays of appreciation
Defibrillation to a stalling heart
What a sign to see
To help me return to my lost art

Love all the beauty
That exists this day
With all the words
The heart can say

"From where do we come,
Why is it that we stay,
What is different today,
Will tomorrow differ,
From the events of yesterday?"

All the questions in the world
In the darkest corners lurch
Some people end up scared
They turn to their local church
I just turn my head to the sky
I know i am part of the universe

When asked where I'll be in five years no vision appears
The little machine that makes dreams has lost its power
I'd like to rest some centuries but I've only got six hours

Walking about
Through my own mind
Like being lost
But amazed by the things I find
Thinking out loud
And to no one but myself
Yet I assure you
I need not any help
Seeing things around me
As if I was once blind
Rewriting my theory of time

My broken brain
Has trouble understanding happy
Maybe in a moment
Or in a bottle
But sooner rather than later
Saddness takes over

Chemical imbalances
Feel like ledges
Im just inches
From reaching

I dont want pills
I want to be happy

We like to feel down
It's the only time we ever truly feel anything

The things that I let bother me
Are things simple and petty
Like a girl
And how little they make sense to me

Peace
I talk about its wonders
Its calm grasp
The anchor to the soul

The gentle breeze as it passes by
And through you

The birds
And all their wonderful songs

But the truth is
I dont know jack **** about peace

If you could generate,
All the energy that you absorb,
Is it not but then worth more?

A summers day
But cold and grey
Like its fall
But it is not at all

The things i do
They are not you
They are what you perceive
The things i do
Should amuse
And astound you
There is no word
For which i seek
The one that describes
Energy

Maybe if I had a time machine
I could find a moment where I was truly happy
And live it
Over and over again

Well i didnt sleep
This morning i had cookies to eat
I forgot my sandwich with the lunchmeat

Im at work i start in ten minutes
Its gonna be hard to make it to the finish

Ill make it through
And when i do
Ill get home and sleep myself new

Black rooms
In a lack of light
Lined by walls
Of clogged up pipes

Echoes and sound waves
Black water pouring on the gound
A sludge filled man-made cave
With still stench in its airways

The darker it gets
The brighter
The stars shine

Alone
Is where I be

Happily
Until I find the one

Alone
With I wish to be

Infinitely
For all eternity

I hate roller coasters
Why do I let my mind be one

Searching for more
Getting a grip
Feeling the air
Fill my lungs

They pulse
In and away
Like my heart
On warmer days
Or my hand
Clenched in cold
My racing thoughts
And getting old

Up a rope
Infinitely long
Pulling and pulling
Lungs, stay strong

With not my hands shall i climb
Up up and away to the divine

Steady work
Steady pace
Steady income
Steady face

Yet
I'd give it all away
To be with a friend
Helping each other
To a higher place

Don't expect to find
Happiness
In an area
Where infinity's confined

And this is the time
I'll be up tomorrow
To start my new job

I've got to spend
These hours i've spent
To sleep instead of vent

The strangest thing
Happened just now

I saw a man
In the mirror

And when i washed my face
I looked again

Expecting to see someone different

No desire

Pure expectation

Fluidity
Strange
Fluidity

I hear ringing in my ears
Louder
Than ever before

Something outstanding
Is in store

In my next poem
I'll tell you more

The struggle
As real as it is
It comes from within

Ive veered astray
From a beautiful place
A garden
An Eden

And what else for
Than a filthy pleasure

The physical world
Taunts me again
Pulling me
Further within

But fear not,
My loved ones
And my love

My journey in
Is at its end
And coming forth
Is me again

Back from the depths
And twists of my mind

These are places
i dare not dwell
Today however
Ive been in hell

Trekking back now
Through the fog
Climbing up
Climbing out


Soon my love
Ill be free again

I wait
For nothing

I wait
For no one

No weights