The King walking to the gallows.
Honor swaying before his eyes.
Death half-step away, smiling.
They appeared as Ants from the Throne.
Now they stand as if they were Gods.
He raised his eyes and and coolly proclaimed,
"How are you to follow me, if i do not lead?
You cower before death, I will meet him as an equal"
Though he fell his eyes never left the people.
His final breath joined the wind...
and the nation could breathe again.

Dancing across the heads of pins.
Walking on the sky, playing at God.
Empty hands holding both Tomorrow & Yesterday.
Eating Razor blades, speaking of love.
Made of paper..crumbling diamonds.
Tears of lighting fall to the earth.

First off, Let's cast away "humility" it's the mask of the shy.
If you still your voice, you've already committed suicide.
I'd rather be punched by your foot than give an apology.
Apologizing for your opinion is the mark of weak minds.
Too strong minded individuals, definition of "God Complex"
Let's be truly smug, and brag about our faults and short comings.
Don't turtles dream of flying and humans dream of being us?
You're better than me? I am better than you?
You spend your days comparing apples to oranges.
You said your favorite number was "infinite Zero"
You said your favorite band was watching the sun rise.
You're the moon that out shined the sun.
Your biggest fault is that you think you've lived life.
Your only redeeming quality is that you've lived life.

I'm sorry
He said I'd never say
I've said it before
Just like I'll say it once more
For the reason I lost my way

What's beyond my control
Is beyond my control
I will not apologize for it
I'll say my piece about the sun and the stars
But you're the one who listens to it

I've never met another who twists what I say
In such a way to where I brag about my faults
Maybe the girl is all too aware of her weaknesses
Is it a fault to admit, accept, and embrace
Those things beyond her control?

Some things need not apologizing for

The poet took what he saw
And exposed it in a certain light
Opinions made, I bet this doesn't change a thing
Just affirmation about everything he previously thought

The light was beautiful
Cynical, and a sight some might say
A tad judgmental, a bit unforgiving
I'm sure the poet would never apologize
For contemplating something beyond his control


the first poem ever written about me, thought i'd share
*Also a response to "The Girl With Freckles"

Shadows dancing across the walls.
lightning breaking around the shattered sky.
The sound of rain seems to be God's applause.
A million accolades radiating from the within.
Left the emptiness alone, so it went away.
Smile didn't fade, it crept into my eyes.

Behind two obsidian pools of vast nothingness.
Staring at sky behind broken street lights.
Back against the ground, head in the clouds.
Water stained cigarette truly bobbing about.

"I would like to say my life is built on lies, it's not"
Idolizing villains though i'll always be a "hero".
"Ashamed of honor, for I've never been without".
Grass-is-greener sort of things.

We can't always make sense, so we write poetry.
Love can not feed small children, so we get jobs.
Starting fights won't change the world, so we vote.
We can't be kings forever, so we grow up.
Strength won't take the pain away, so we cry.
McDonald's isn't going to pay the bills, so we get degrees.
We can't hide forever, So we got married.