Winds brought her smell on the Broken Hill
it stirred a butterfly somewhere inside me
danced my **** to get her skin’s feel
grab her impale her ride her merrily!

But she looked scared the few times she saw me
kept moving away at quickened pace
in her hazel eyes seemed written boldly
in the stream haven’t you seen your face!

I had no notion of love but a void of pain
that sighed as the winds’ moan on Broken Hill
her laughter with her guy of a clan alien
made my hands itch to go for the ****!

But I refrained for the yawning difference
sensing I could never be her match perfect
the way she walked to me made no sense
she was taller and strangely more *****!

No life has meaning

Search for meaning

Still no life

Seek life

Find the meaning

Trying to make something nifty
Life is simply
Too much at times to be handled gently
To catch the muse
And lose the sight of inspiration
Alas the same story
That we've lost before
To gain back in full stride
And then lost some more
The labored hearts' a chore
That the brain employ
Some where over the colors of the rainbow not seen by vibrant eyes
Or no eyes at all
we can sing some more in the silence the beckons the ominous feeling of living like a human being without knowing the actually meaning

The dreaded purple ice cream cone

A picture is worth a thousand words

Or so they come to say

But that smile in the photograph

I come to know as fake

I close my eyes and imagine it

The you it tends to hides

My decision to envision it

Makes me ache from side to side

What if the photograph

So delicate and quant

Showed what you really are

If only something faint

Would it change your at outlook on things

Or would it be the same

Because the photo is just a photo

A lie upon a frame

The truth behind a photograph

What is there really all to hide

And if these words should touch your heart
when dance they will past jaded eyes,
weave subtle smiles as tears depart,
from broken hearts and pretty lies.

And if my song it moves your soul
to dance in rhythm to it's beat
then I will sing until you're whole
and darkest fears admit defeat.

Then I will know I've played my part
in bringing light to fractured shore
and I will keep your hand in mine
until the darkness leaves your door.

There is no walking to the other side
Not for the desire I hide
For myself
My motive or drive
Today my birthday
An anniversary for living
The day
Earths birthday
Whatever Gaia shall look upon

Where the tiger roams
He cannot hunt the wolf
Be the omega
Don't allow alphas

I am as bad as you can make me out to be
You're as bad as everyone else
The more you change
The more you change

In the happiest times
Darkness lies ahead

For to know happiness
You have to know sad
You have to miss the happy
And cuddle sad as a best friend
It's the basic emotion

There is no such thing
As sad
Sad by itself leads to angry
Angry isn't the most horrific
Angry is sad
Sad is happy
Happy is angry
Take time to wallow in the darkness
To appreciate the light

But to that light we fall
We fall we fall
Because everyone fears
The devils handwriting

We all need feedback

I simply

Want to think deep

While my mind is empty

Sitting in all my wrong doings

And the people who've

Done me worse

Loved me better

And made it happen, somehow

You're visually perfect, but I'm looking for the mental image

To personally mix

To try and find the balance

What changes is the dialogue

The common misconception is that we all learn the lesson when we can only think of the future outcome that presently effect the us when will turn into the past

I am the object
Of my own demise
Surprise
I wish you wouldn't of heard me say it

I shut down and close you out
And I didn't know how stupid it was until now
But I won't go back
I don't regret a simple single thing

It's been awhile
Since I've sat and thought it over
My dreams aren't so sober
And the venom is still in the center left
Of my heart so I didn't die
In this weakened state I tend to stay awake

Unfortunately I took your love for granted
You, also used me to become stable so you wouldn't be alone
So we are our own enemies in each other
We can mix like oil and water

In the most delicate of moments
And the decadent situation

This is my last chance to reach through the wall without using my limbs
Before I'm slain by my own promises
And smack against the ground of reality

Don't lie the hard part isn't the first step
It's having to take the first step and the fear that comes after it

I don't think

I'm ready