You can't say they're an imperfection,
unless you criticise the whole invention.

brush strokes on my window
flecks of white against the grey
the drops of water dripping
from an ocean in the sky

a symphony of drips and plips
accompanies my sighs -
can all the water wash away
the troubles from outside?

drains will gargle up the dark
grey water from the streets
a potion mixed by grinding down
all those lives beneath our feet

the sodden cardboard houses
wrapping hair and flesh inside
soaked by what once gave us life
now made rotten 'til they die

and once the seas have given
up these souls into the skies
the rain will fall back down again
back down again with open eyes

there is no artist painting
crazy pictures on my walls
just a pricking of my conscience
where the gentle water falls

She storms and putridates
    
       Before the construction of the idea of the formation of the idea of material thought

  I get weak in the attempt to imagine

The leaves that blowing in the wind
All whisper out a name
And as I peek up at the sky
I see clouds spelling out the same
**** thing I been thinking bout all night
Tryna keep it outta mind
Tryna keep it outta sight
Cause I'm drowning in my head
Can't keep afloat atop this dread
From thinking bout the past
Back when I used to fantasize
About commiting suicide
To help me fall sleep at night
Because it didn't feel like death
It felt like an escape
From the various mistakes
And potential bad decisions I've yet made
But since I seen it first hand
My uncle swinging in the wind
I realized it's just cheap
So I value the position that I'm in
And I've come to respect it
And come to respect my kin
And wouldn't want the weight
Of that decision to be on them

But sometimes late at night
When I'm tryna fall asleep
And I listen to my mind
It says that she should be alive
And that it should be me
That's buried underneath

No directions
No manuals
You were gone before we could ask
Sometimes you head in a different direction
You walk your way and keep going
What you choose may not be popular
But it is right for you
That is all that matters
Feelings get hurt
Messages get confused
Time passes
Being comfortable with your life and choices
is all that should matter
Walking away makes you go forward
so don't look back
You know who and what is precious to you

C@rainbowchaser2020

Happiness and joy
In spirit and nature
Pride and affection
In lullabies and fairytales
With beautiful endings
Will you let go of yesterday
Embrace today
Prepare for tomorrow
Be brave
Be true
Be proud
Know that patience and persistence are allies
The stop sign is out of your hands
You have to start and continue to get where you are going
You might not be sure where the destination is
Once you recognize and embrace it
know it will change
Expect nothing
Accept the chapters of your story
Where do we find it.
One plus one will equal three for you
The ability to never give up
Dream the dreams that others give up on
Look inside
It is your story
Live it
Tell it
Where do you find it?
Go for it first and keep going.

C@rainbowchaser2020