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Sayer Apr 2013
Stop the music. Please, just stop the music....
Violin Cello Poetry:
      
                        Marry myself unto sleep again
one’s the one that usually is true
when again to curse the blue
Ella, I’m in Love with you.

I am a nightmare of the highest run to my parents degree
I give myself time to right the wrongs and to be
l(j)ust like every time to every clock to every rhyme
and every corner to every sign

through me you see ha to ha
Ellaaaaaha-ha Yes
Yes I knowing the know now
                        I have the right to sing well and ta da
Elaaaaaaaaaa
Elllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Blackout
Well, yes I think it is true
Apr 2013 · 768
B-acko-t
Sayer Apr 2013
in a time of peace and love to float
scarred the baby embraces being shook
backward forwards into the coat
we flip through pages of the book

like a sigh we're fading away
to the stars and the moon we see
time allows us to embrace May
you have meant so much more to me

than people elision the star
we are crossin' everyon' over
(to smell the smell of your pretty car
that i've never been in all sober

always i'll be here sitting You
beauty change metamorphoses
your Love your Peace we are both two
all of these i'll take all of these
Everything
Apr 2013 · 336
&1&2&
Sayer Apr 2013
t e y
   h
all
{sp
u
er}
forgot
me today
they all did
they all always never will

ha
usually as usually usually is usual
Sayer Apr 2013
i can slide right into warm Summer air
the air smells of nature and where
You sit i sit and your breath (feel
slike warm Summer air)

i could sit on benches and at parks with vanilla Coke forever
whatever you want, dear, i'll do my best
your aura is enough that smile
can make Summer come in the blink of an eye

that's happiness this warm Summer air
no winter spring or autumn can compare
to You and your hair reminds me (of the sun)
and your voice flows deep inside of my heart and your breath(feel
slike Summer air)
Summer is coming in a little more than a month, but she's Summer all the time.
Sayer Apr 2013
curtain falls
you've descended from heaven
I don't want to
I don't wait to wait
another year to just hold
you forever

(since everything's safe and warm in your embrace while you're around)
there's no doubt
there's no doubt
R
Sayer Apr 2013
your warm arms are
my fire in my

Elysian Fields
A.M
Sayer Apr 2013
send me flowers and a cake go ahead now
how the weather can ch
ang e the mood in the blink of an eye
in the milky snow flowing down i know tomorrow
as seventeen and perhaps a gift from the long black haired girl
and to the other birthday girl red trees and broken guitars

teach me how to play and then we can talk a little more in person

there's a melting *** of four four real three there and one that way
across the screen and slipping away inside of this bashing head to the desk
godfuckingdamnit i get so upset)
see me the three can talk into my ear and when they grace my environment
i sit and listen a whistle and shiver to a cold sweat
what can attract them all the fourth is the first i know that the fourth is first
but i don't breathe it like the others

The four Goddesses (et numerum Nympha

but number three can be crossed out at this seventeen moment
i no longer care i no longer see what she could do for me

(decree of humanity and self worth:
I was hungry so I Ate
I was Thirsty so I drank
I was tired so I slept)

that's it that's really ******* it isn't it
ha a laugh a ha

how can i do this naked spring ******* the cold winter
twisting and ******* turning
godfuckingdamnit
the snow is going to destruct me

(but the fourth girl the girl across the screen through the Universe to the void and flying through the stars is enough and she's first i know she's first like always as usual i can do this
I'm sad and its my birthday tomorrow and her birthday tomorrow and I can't stop thinking about everyone who I love. I should be overcome with happiness but I'm confused.
Sayer Apr 2013
riding my
ow
-nwate
r
f
a
l
l
faster to the surface of the tilling ocean
ride my roll
roll my ride
in a few months you might va
n(ishinside
the flowing sea
of the people
and the
earth
the moment cracks through the snow
cake and candlesthin
gs are goi
ng to
&iknow;
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g
o my wa
y
Haven't written a poem in a few days. So, yeah.
Apr 2013 · 420
Body Changer
Sayer Apr 2013
in a dreamless midnight someway
i wish i were you

as powerful as it would be perhaps
i wouldn't be able to love Me in your mantra anyway
Short
Sayer Apr 2013
rightful stone explode and then be regrown
shock all night then we can play the day a two
as the sun beats down hot upon the pavement
looking at the cooking of cold hearted skins

again and again to be lying on the treetops
be mean be lean be everything the heart endures
live through the Blue and in time it will do
adjust repeat and center their self unto Me

to be a dust of ticking center stage

looking for a thing to keep me occupied
mine eyes look at the land far deep so wide
farthest way home backest way across the hill
across the Universe song and tall i Sing:

Yes forgotten bridge and bowl make two
I wrote this for my Latin Lit class. Tried writing in hendecasyllabic, but I'm pretty sure I failed. Oh well, I still like this anyway. Thanks, Catullus, I guess.
Apr 2013 · 358
time's T(w)oo (10w)
Sayer Apr 2013
time's T(w)oo

sweet forget blinking red

               reading aloud deserted
again
Ah
Sayer Apr 2013
we're disintegrating home
she's looking into my eyes
she feels just like Summer

time to pleasure the Rising
let the words flow into blood
the blood is what spells love is what is anything really

Summer is a time for pleasant beings
retracted and disillusioned Trees
apples and berries everywhere oranges abundant

all of this World is her's to keep
she just need to dance her eyes over the doubts
that tell her inside that she needs to follow everyone else into oblivion

since she's more than that i know I can tell her that
even if i'm not worth fighting and yelling for
i won't stop fighting for her

in the end I know she's looking and thinking of me
with Summer coming home from a long journey
comes the most beautiful and an abundance of Love with an abundance of fruit and trees and

there's a time and place for everything and that's now
i know she's falling for me as I Her
because this i know was made to be
A simple love poem. It's nice to write these once and a while.
Sayer Apr 2013
right sock tucked up a little bit to feel the risky air on my heel
walking in the cooling rain wetting my hair to the destination(just to be kicked out
once again)
note to self:
Double triple check next time

but the walk home is what snaps my heart and scatters it
the rain henceforth making haste puts it back together later
though in the moment in the heat of the Winter cold rain
snow everywhere in the middle of the April goddess June summer ....
so i breathe&relax; to take a moment and stop to decide where i need to be and what i need to see
and i'm there i know you know i'm there

the longest way home is a winding twisting shortcut

see
sometimes i get wrapped up in the moment of Love and Peace
some say to stop living your Dreams and Fantasies
you'll become stuck in time and you'll become a delusion
diluted and polluted in memories and that's when it hits me the most
when everyone else in the world walks away from you
or leaves you behind forgetting your very shining presence
that's the most perfect time to have dreams and fantasies
because it sure beats the hell out of what we have here.
Hope
Sayer Apr 2013
'anger is for the weak and fear is for the strong'

time to get the bathrobe off and shove it in the stomach
of a thousand whispered alibis
crooked students flowery students
running all over standing there
trying a little too hard to project myself into those conversations
about love and dreams and dances and
total upright beautiful poetic language that no one really understand
and no one will really understand
ignorance
feeds the weak and the shirtless
it's what we feel that we need to feed our black hole in the galaxy
time moves on and everyone just keeps talking about
they're young and they can do whatever you want
blaming others and parental figures for their (love&care;) rules
******* hypocrites they say
take a look at your ******* self

it takes a little bit to take a breath
hard to bring my mind back to the place where I thought people were good
and eternally grateful but no
there's a place of whispers and lies
and it's where everyone goes to
and I can't help but choke on my on anger from the disgust everyone in my Circle brings me


(bringmehopeandbringmejoy)
I know one day it will come
raining down a thousand glorious rainbows
but for now
this seems to be all
Complete and Utter Frustration
Sayer Apr 2013
‘Look, it’s just that we don’t want to see you go to Hell,’ Martha adds. They all shake their heads and agree.

‘Look, you sit here judging me and being, well, plainly to say, *******, even though that’s what Jesus was against. He wanted to spread love and peace. You keep talking about living like Jesus, which I agree with, and Gandhi, but you’re all just…mean.’

‘Jesus never said not to live like,’ David gulps, ‘*******, he died for us and our sins.’

‘Yes, yes I know he did that, but why? Why did he have to die? If he was the son of God couldn’t he just have clapped and said something around the lines of everyone is forgiven?’ I get no answer, so I keep going, ‘I guess the better question is have you even read the Bible? Or at least Matthew? I like this passage, “Matthew 5:16, Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.” Or even better, “Matthew 5:43-44, Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you”.

Martha: “ John 3:16, For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

‘Are you trying to argue with me?’

‘No. I just think you ought to realize that He died for you, Sam.’

I roll my eyes: ‘Look, for the last time. I understand that, but you do not understand me. If God is so benevolent and good, why doesn’t he help the starving children in Africa? Or starving children everywhere, for that matter. Why is it our duty to help these people, if God is so good? Why is there ******, ****, ******, burning, hate, anger, greed…the list goes on, and on, forever. Dictators starving their own country, and as people we literally can’t do anything. Sometimes we can’t do anything, but does that mean God should make it our duty to go help these people, even though we almost have no way of doing it? No. You all keep worrying about how “bad homosexuality is”, and instead of being kind and caring, you just keep bashing people who are different. If it’s so bad, then God would not have allowed it at all. It wouldn’t be a possibility, but it is. And so is burning people alive, cannibalism, child abuse, molestation, **** or ****** all having to do with children. You all look at horrible shootings and horrifying acts and say “Oh, this happens because of freewill.” “Oh, this happens because we have turned away from God.” The other day I heard on the news that a father brutally ***** his teenage daughter, a girl who went to church every Sunday with her family, and from that we can assume she read the Bible, and prayed. She was a good Christian teenage girl. But while he ***** her, she cried out to God to save her, but the father just stabbed her. Twenty-three times. Crying out that she was Caesar and he was Brutus. He threw her body down the stairs, and as his five year old twins went to go see what happened, he grabbed them and drowned one in the toilet, and the other in the bathtub. This is indeed the most horrifying thing I’ve ever heard in my life. You may say “Freewill” or “We have turned away from God,” But that’s evil. That’s an evil thing to say, or think. You think you’re all so high and mighty? That we have turned away from God? No, it’s God who has turned away from us. Go ask their mother, the only one in the family who survived the blood ****. You go ask her about freewill.’
I know this is prose, but I don't know, I just kind of wanted to share this. It's a mix of Sam, the character, and mine, own anger with society today, and is loosely based off of my own experiences, and what not. In other words, it sums me up.
Apr 2013 · 445
Inside The Garden of Eden
Sayer Apr 2013
there's a place
                               illuminated
by thousands of shining stars
where Heaven looks down in a kickback smile
where your drift over the air like a goddess holding an apple

and it's a place just for you and me where
no one else will ever be allowed entrance through the invisible gates
one day we will go there to sprint among the flowers and drink from the Nectar a sign saying
Welcome to the Garden
you smile and the flowers rise and the animals run
how peaceful how beautiful this thing this dream this
(give me your heart, dear)
A shorter poem.
Sayer Apr 2013
sick to
            sweat cold to the
bone
once again home again lying down
the words the picture made by the words

such a soft sweet voice
making the drum beat gently enough to loud and louder
scream a
again

the pictures and the words make the stream flow
understand a little
just understand

check me see if it's
bro  k
en
what do i need to see the being up within me
the road to the back of me i'm walking backwards

this is not the path i was supposed to go on
but stopping to get on my knees wont help me anymore

(it is as it always is was as it always does
good to you look at you
and your imaginary dress I love it
let's go into town for a day beforehand
god, you're beautiful
i hope you know that
just the gallivanting and the laughter could make me happy
smile a little just smile
perk up
there we go
look up
let's go
let's go into
let's go into into
let's go into town for(ever) a few hours before the big Night)

[her face is my most wonderful creation
just respond and check me
unplug put on some makeup
scream inside silence and dreams]
refluff to me circiling 'round ruin everything You ruin everything
wrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongRightwrongwrongwrongwrong
Sayer Apr 2013
justification sleeps embracing
                              our juxtaposition  
              confusion's schism falls

we love
Decisions are hard to make in ten words.
Sayer Apr 2013
if not a dream too
for to fly away from the wind
ironic parallelism slowly take my hand
if there's one thing there is no such thing as the promised land
or give it to me now give it to me somehow
  let it
all come down into a fiery storm of acid rain
and crumbling rubble
what's the time one minute two minutes
i've been looking for hours

where art thou
my hero
my everything

inside inside they lurk
double uu double oo
                                              i believe in the other side of the page
the part where the eye's of the teacher trick
repeating locks of joy of remembrance we're a team
remember rightly
*****
look to the                                                                                    right
yes
right there

never have i ever tried to hurt anyone

but the world is crumbling in reality
every time i drift into the Other
the world ends in a blast of darkness
but then light
only to remember at four
and for this no one can take seriously

lips bleed cracked tulips and roses
gardens die into explosions of white
children not caring that the garden is gone
but snow yes snow defines us the Us of us
our Us
mmmmmmm
takes a bit of change in season to smile
to notice
(run away with me)

the perfect dream
a friend
the girl
an embrace
a soft whisper
a kiss
never want to wake up never want to wake up

the world cries hallelujah peace
and joy to cry and peace
whilst my eyes shut
wanting to go back
the world is burning
while i sleep
the world is turning
while i wake
(never want
what am i to do noticing forever but she's the one who knows it too
not You or the other my peace and joy
an embrace
a kiss
that soft kiss i will never forget
no tests no roads repeating swirling two towers
insert love here
drink my
kiss
to wake up)
never want to wake up from this peace of mind inside of me but when i wake it will be over
until i drift away into her
oh her soft
tender
night lips
if i could find away to make this last forever i would
Streams create the consciousness
to deal with two loves
Sayer Apr 2013
while you pulled the bow on the string I should have realized it meant more than just something
but I had some appreciation for you talent while I just sat there thinking about myself
but now I’ve come to find that it was just more
your passage to Heaven is mine to hold

I still can taste the times that shaped our friendship
and the fact that I tried to be just as good as you for some time
but realized I was inferior so I gave up
even though I tried so hard I didn’t try at all

And now you’re gone and you didn’t even let me know
(but we hadn’t talked in forever so why would it matter anyway)
and since you’re gone, and it seems full time
I hope and pray you impress everyone out there
because honestly you could always do that

I hope you and your dreams stand up and become a reality
and they cheer for you because I know you deserve such recognition
and you will become more and more amazing
and will stand on top as the Queen

I want everyone to put your hands together as she bows for the musical conclusion
of a story that should have never been written, and you, you need to
stand up there and keep impressing the world
while I sit here and remember the glory days
but forget that, keep making the world’s heart move
to your glorious sound of music
but please remember me, someway, someday
just don’t say a single word about it
Sayer Apr 2013
Bro   en Intro                                                                                                                                                               K
(Universe this in) walked ever has that
being beautiful most the into
turned you’ve years these after
and you in beauty see me lets
change your obvious yet enough is
just and happen never could it

Allusion City, Warm Embrace-Completely Cold:

a taste of warm embrace through a nothing
a mirror showing a wintering copy
of a man who once a King
or perhaps a King who was once a boy

whatever the case may be you can see
a spark throughout the ages of the Universe
would reflect a man throughout a personal sense
and by a flowing river a woman waits quietly

she walks up and greets him like a brother
yet loves him entirely
hopefully he would let her in
but fear could stop him from understanding

(how couldn’t we see this what should be)
what has become of you and I if such a wish was to be
destroyed and then it would be burned with a passion
only able to create a wasteland suburbia(lit on fire by the stars)

(i’mgoingtofloataway i’mgoingtofloatawayi’mgoingtofloataway I’mgoingtofloataway)

into the shades and mirrors you look at me
please care if I become a flower after
finally realizing that I was perfect-
perfect enough to turn the river red

the angels drink from such a river
selling me my only light to guide my way
a dream in its self a reality
a reality of sense and celebration

look how the moon turns over on its side
it lets me see it move about the sky like a shooting star
much too fast to recollect
and if I were to die I would destroy the Universe

but it’s the morning and the morning is love, my dear
let us not sit here by the blue river
wishing the days would slow down
because we know that it could never happen

and before I would ever float away I’ll smash my reflection
and mix the pieces with your Reflection in the river
and it would break down into beautiful words that come out
of the mouths of poets who read their work to crowds
because you are the echo into reality, and nature
and
I
understand
that
it could never happen and just
is enough yet obvious your change
let’s me see beauty in you and
after all these years you’ve turned
into the most beautiful being
that has ever walked (in the Universe)
An older poem.
Sayer Apr 2013
she sew me up inside of the mist
carried me up the Fibonacci
she was my first(and true) love
i remember her taste

a warm ticking embrace of heat
feed me and roll your eyes
one day one day one beautiful sun shining day

but all of this power is gone
a floor full of broken glass
i just want our friendship back

like a boy who spills his soda
a little girl who has dropped her cone
if i could i would travel back in time
tell her how much i cared
but as usual right  now i am once again alone
Remembrance
Sayer Apr 2013
:Overture:

keep
k e
eep
the
the the the
faith look out
the train is a'comin son
coming right to
wards you

      find the way home blind one
i'm comingbackcomingbackcomingbackcomingback
h-o-m-e
a four letter
words                      
                                             i can not focus on the man trying to swim
through the desert and the rain
                     (the world's

i am growing
coming back
rising through
~what i have to 'do

big oxymoron)

take it with a grain of salt & and a pint of
death's whispering shadows
what's in gonna take (it in take it in arrive at the Gate)
right
comingback
**-me
this
these
wo-rd-s
so
broken and beaten in the chocolate of the night
dripping blue blood
what can make me remember this holy ground

I
because i'm coming back
for You
i've done you wrong and i inject the guilt into my blood
this is my fault
why blame you for my faults
little, as you say, but present
i've realized that today
no introduction can peace me out because quite
hon
      est
           ly (repeat
i know it needs to happen
there's still the green
the green the purple and the blue light streaming on in strands like a party as a party friendship is what friendship does

forever and forever
∞times∞ equals forever, beautiful

II-The Reflection

look down swirl and swirl
your picture makes me smile
every time
i close my eyes
thinkandrelax
hello
once again in my mind
hold my hand again
in the only place it seems possible
we can make this plausible
a true to do list
for four years
four long beaten years
i've waited for this
i'm not going to let anyone ruin this because this is mine
this has only been mine
this has always been mine
for the second i saw you i knew it would be you
no schism no breaking can take us apart
through the floods and the hurricanes that don't exist in our world
but in the mind
oh how He's told me over and over again
we won't make it together
and that 'friend' told me we shouldn't be together
and to not try to be with you
i cast both of them out so they will go
there's the click
the most beautiful precious click
just flip the switch and go off like a firework
the big kind
the New Year kind
and although it's been a New Year for a few months
it feels like a New Life, my love
because I have decided
I have controlled my fate
I hereby forget and let go
every regret and every past
there is only tomorrow
only tomorrow yes it is true it is true
because I will journey right inside of your heart

(the first moment
I saw you
art class
four years ago
they say Love at first sight is impossible
but no one who talks about love understands Love anyway
so I can't take them seriously)

Finale-

no few words have ever spoken true
for me to you to you to me
those words, I love you
yes i do i want to be

Yours

what you want when you need it
i want to be your Everything, your Anyone
you're already those to me
but hopefully we can see
We Play a Finale that will never End
that even though there may locks to be unlocked
and many codes to be cracked
many gifts to be open
many truth's to unfold, i just want you to know
∞*∞ Equals Forever, Beautiful
and Forever with each other we will laugh, love, and live....

Go
It all comes around.
My longest poem, and I can't even believe I just wrote it. In other words, this may be my best.
Sayer Apr 2013
dearest blank,



praising you for who you are (my blackest hole)

            how could someone so beautiful be so empty

walking and talking saying the same thing every day

with no variety and the same disposition that’s a poor way to travel



            through rain and snow there was a vow to promise

to follow you all day long and think of you all throughout the night

                        and to be honest, that’s what I wanted

to breathe you to feel you to love you

but love needs to go two ways



two ways for two hearts and two minds

(become one)

but you keep walking the same line over

and over

and over again

while it seems that I’m drifting through the past and the present

no matter how hard I try, no matter how hard I love

                        you know it I know you know it is true

                                                            but you just won’t except it

nothingness and emptiness are companions

                        hello)

how are you

I can no longer believe it can work but your smiling face

and your beautiful hair pick me back up again even though

I want to be thrown in the woods all by myself

so I can stare at a pond and relax coming back to it

and to float and sink and breathe and forget the love

to         find

                                    someone

                                    worth

                        my time

            my effort

                                    my struggle

but the deeper I get the more I know it is true

                                                                        I'll just end up thinking about you

Always,

Yes.
Tired
Sayer Apr 2013
There’s a strong wind blowing south as the hand of god erupts through the water
we have nothing
nothing
no
yes we have everything to fear
the weak are strong
and the rich do take flight
through thick and thin
far and wide
the sun comes over the towering
terrifying
mountains

(your face doth make my Retina spin)

try a little
harderplease
there’s a chill and the will to be someone
erupting through the water like god’s Fist
(Wake Up)
come to me, and come to see
and I'll come to be
beautiful and pure
Fear
Apr 2013 · 272
Mother Earth (10w)
Sayer Apr 2013
across the mountains
           and the land
the sea whispers
                    mistakes
over and over again
Sayer Apr 2013
dear god
i was thinking about it the other day
the dying the sickness the hunger
the one person getting hurt equaling a million prayers
yet the boys and girls being thrown in the basement bruised and battered get nothing

i've been praying for sixteen going on seventeen years
and what do i get
little
but the years before fourteen meant little
every year after meant a lot
my heart and soul went into hoping war would end and children would thrive
and she would fight for me

but alas
none of this came true

children starve and are beaten
women are *****
men are murdered
unthinkable acts of violence must go unseen because we worry about the small things

so verily verily i give unto you, this time, my final prayer
an echo a dream of space and the universe
of peace and love of literature and poetry
of songs sung loudly proof proof i need proof
i want her to love me
not anyone else because that will not be true
and even though i say this over and over again
that all i want is some peace of mind and some attraction to last throughout eternity
i figure, knowing you (for the most part)
nothing will come through and I'll be left here to fight in the Nothing

keep a man with two billion dollars safe and sound, though
you're good at that
Anger
Sayer Mar 2013
i want this I need it
I want this i need it no
I want this I need it not
(no)
i want this i need it now oh god i need it now please listen hear my

i want this-i need it now to breathe to feel to see to come and conquer
let my life be known and uncollected (travesty)
well everyone's higher i go lower
i run the race just a little bit slower
dance on and dance on and dance on

spiraling circle heed my witness now
dancing on to the night from dusk till dawn
everybody dances everybody does it why don't you why don't you just do this for once
tryittrytrytrydancing
you'll love it
circle wheel's broken mother
i can't fix it no
                       longer
but i try
so hard
dance on into the wind

how am i supposed to love this if the benefits don't come to me
i can not go to my own environment and expect this to come to be
for me for whatever i am stop everyone stop trying to tell me
i don't want to be in this race this environmental stimulation
(oh god hear my)
i no longer want to be labeled stamped thrown in a box and shipped
no matter how far away no matter how many tears
dance on dance on spinning circle
christ it is the little things that soothe or stab
(take a nab at it, eh boy?)
please
you just don't understand how no matter what
you will not understand
fightdancelovefightdancelove/circleroundsmile
i scream a silent scream in(two) the mist
eh boy
little boy
so much to learn
i am done being labeled)
little
boy

little
i was little....

once

please

hear my everything

i pine away i pine away i am most definitely pinning away
breathe
Sayer Mar 2013
the night sky echoes on
holy
holy
holyart
thou
with my eyes closed i can think i can know what
is
r-al
not
so much so that

in a sea of a million people
i am alone
no lies no truth begun to become blown much out of
proportion


whatever may come to breathe to feel
intelligence iq has nothing to do with anything anymore

oh god
i feel it all blasted right through the wall
come back to me
come back
come back to me
come back
let it all
let it all in

i’ve waited forever it seems
patiently being pateint
waiting i know i’ve never stopped writing about this moment
of pure bliss and joy and happiness and i would never have to worry
everything would be ahead of me
but no
as usual i’m let down and forgotten
and i know i must not be worth fighting for (that’s what kills)

i never wished to love forever
but what i never want always seems to come true
i broke through the wall alright
there’s no doubt

there’s also no time to cry
or shout
in the morning it will all be changed

there’s more i know there’s more because there’s is more Yes there is More

i choose to Live
I've never felt so cold.
This is probably my most emotional poem.
Sayer Mar 2013
influence can find its way through love and life
writing and power becoming sanctified in a holy box
from you're never going to get anywhere to get on the floor put your hands up
kicked down beaten down with words
somehow between the mix a hero ascended
words and power in fortythree lines
and on and forward (Olaf) sends us into eternity

one day perhaps the words will end
but never can i stop reading them
for if it wasn't for you I would have never started writing poetry
or prose or anything and that's why i need to regard you as a hero
my hero

dear e.e
thank you for creating me anew
i honestly, to any man living or dead, owe my life to you

because I would be nowhere without your words that go on into the Infinite.
i wouldn't be anywhere if i wouldn't have read e.e *******'s "i sing of Olaf glad and big", and I read, and read, until I became a poet, and continue to write, and he inspires me every day.
Sayer Mar 2013
you're extravagant sky lifts
   gravity
           dies
                together we will
                                 fly
Ten word Tuesday. Stole this idea from Marina. Gotta give credit where credit is due.
Sayer Mar 2013
No one cares I am not okay today this is not okay I look at what I love I want to destroy something rip it to pieces and never let anyone know and maybe then I shall be happy I shall be at peace because I’ll know that the snobbish will have been destroyed not death but life I will grant her Life the worst disease a disease incurable the only disease we will never be able to cure no matter how far science comes and that’s why science is ******* because it will never cure what kills the most
and no death is not a cure for life because they say life keeps going afterwards and I believe that I think I do I think I am I am I am true to myself that’s why I protect my faith will God grant me heaven or is there more on Earth and nothing can ever be perfect since if I die in an awful way how will I know how I died in heaven if heaven is a place with no pain and if I can’t remember my death how will I be able to remember my family and my love how I loved her I did I loved her very much but I am afraid of her now because she cries at night and hates me because I loved her even though she desired love and that’s what I gave unto her I blessed her with love but she hates me and everyone hates me and I take walks to know I am okay and that’s is why I must get rid of beauty not her beauty but of her life’s beauty and she is her life not herself but Her her she is what made her not love me me but her and how crazy I drive and I take walks when where who what why why could she just not love me there is nothing wrong with me I will stomp I will roar calm me mother calm me sing me a lullaby
the fan screams as the clock strikes five she screams she screams she screams hateandlove
I love her with the passion of one million suns
From my "work in progress" novel/novella. Tom lets out his anger by talking to himself at night.
Sayer Mar 2013
a toast to the gangsters, a toast to the pimps
stand up gentleman take a bow take a bow
a toast to the ******, a toast to the wanna be lovers
stand up ladies take a bow
curtsy) if you’re up to it
poor legs
poor nails
poor car

spoiled slandering moving cat
across the room across
the spill across
the dress across
the yelling and the screaming oh make it stop
will they just shut up
for some peace....and quiet....
cars’ been destroyed dress’ been ruined
oh make it stop

burn
bathe in the fire
walk through the flames

come out a winner
go right to dinner
sleep wake up
repeat
(spoiled
slandering
moving
masterpiece)
I’m here at last mother(the final step)
what could I be for the soiled money
everything
buy everything and stick it in
forget about those getting stuffed and thrown
i am my own&mor;;

walk past the homeless who knows anyways
upon all upon you this is burning

watchthecars watch the cars watch....the...cars..

quickly swiftly they move fast and
i am happiness
does this make you happy
the world we live in struck down by lightening and thunder ****** **** ****** theft
all of the rage and anger’s been kept
unto this moment untothisdream
i am in control of my own dreams my own mind

money
money
watch it burn
burn it all
laugh
repeat

if i were God’s foot i would smash it all
no man two hundred feet tall
feel like it lie to yourself sleep wake up repeat
if i if i if i could i would
burn it all

today the education of the nation has been flushed away
reading a book has been forgotten and instead they read how to take drugs through a can
i can i can i can
burn it all

fathom me into the faintest
pyromania-(the world we live in)-a statement of love and blessing
faith’s faith in the world has failed
i have failed
it’s all burning already there’s no way to stop it
scream

this is all i have left
at your feet
i must break through this wall
two hundred thousand feet tall
t h------ ick take a
lick
screamandcry

everyone’s lying and everyone’s crying and everyone’s dying
please dear Jesus do something please
i can not do this all on my own
i am sick call a doctor over there’s the phone

no more snow and no more rain
lay down all of your strain
your stress is at my disposal
only a few days left
we can watch it burn together
(I am burnt)
third degree
just come and help me
let us feel the click between us

we are One and I’m no longer afraid
of the world we live in perhaps
but you are my hope
lovelovelovelovehopeloveyes

(when i think of you i know
exactly in the end where we will go)

i am a flower
hold me
embrace me
let me know that I am loved too
Anger turns to happiness quick, in other words--
Confusion!
Sayer Mar 2013
(I)
the white light calls me from beyond
the thunder screams across the sky
                                                           (it's not raining out)
I'm right behind you hey look listen listen to me

I'm yearning for something more
and echo a dream a life a team
a team I already own whether they know it or not
(I'm tired of being viewed not as significant I am the one the only one bow down and respect me)

No- -
Taking this too slow
Bird flies through my window- -
Stop death stop

winding staircase stops suddenly
without a sound without a voice
               all of this is inside my head
                                                            ­                                     I'm here, I'm here
I do think I'm not getting the respect I deserve
loathing every practice there is
oh I work, I work for this writing words that no one really knows about
very very very much I wish in the general population this could work, this could work my love
every every every tie every rhyme

it's all for you
It's all for You

(II)
back broken tied twisted stuff my face(with your embrace)
comma me comma you comma her comma him
back it off the spring is cool and frightens my body
as the shadow swims I look in your eye

forever fleeting against the cold wind
the rain has stopped(it never began)
no wall...no wall....
there's no wall
everything I could do
get up sing and dance
my blood boils at a temperature unfathomable

burning turning yearning
burning
I am Fire
No- -
I am light
Stop death stop

and when fear has faded and the damage is done
I sink and drink and think of You
beauty unmatched (touch me)
I love your warmth forever -hold me
-hold me for I am lonely

(III)
breath to your light to your fire to your beauty to your match to your explosion of light I am yes you are Yes I am two who are you everything beauty you look like a bird taking flight for the first time what a beautiful sight it is to take flight into the night sky words upon words upon words to the lighthouse to the beach have a picnic have a picnic with everything you can imagine this is what I work for some days some days I forget when you are gone I miss you more than anything i could imagine hold me hold me you know i am lonely are you lonely too because in that case we can live together in pitch
perfect
harmony
I am Harmony.
Kiss me.
I am Descended upon upstairs.

(IV)
connect me to the stars
I fall
apart
looking&searchingbeau;
ty
Yes
for what then?
love
dove
resemble Christ
tell me Live
I sing of Gold
old and tall
Remember me
burning and yearning and turning
Stop Death Stop
you no longer control me
Tolstoy
ohhhhhhh
yes
looking for....
what
look at me
my body’s turning
over a fire
I am fire
I am burning sorrow
No
not
ever
finished
this is what it will be then this is how I will Become I will become You are becoming Yes I am Becoming
wine and peace
Tolstoy
Body turning good bye, my love (come back to me)

(V)
Eon-

(VI)
My body’s turning
(look at me)
My body’s yearning
(look at me)
I am burning
Body turning (Alley oop)
I love You
Fire to
Fire You
                                                             ­                                                    I reconstruct myself on the other side
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                 This Time
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                 
                                                                ­                                                         I come together on the other side
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                          I win
                                                             ­                                                                 ­                           The other side
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                             the other side
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                            body burning
                                                         ­                                                                 ­                                body turning  
                                                       ­                                                                 ­                               body yearning
                                                        ­                                                                 ­                                      hero gone
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                        everyone’s gone
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                            you
                                                             ­                                                                 ­                        you’re still here
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                          reconstruction
ontheotherside
body turning Au Revoir, Mon Amour (come back to Me)
I must be going mad,
I hope you guys like this one.
Mar 2013 · 381
Sing to Me Love
Sayer Mar 2013
kick a ****** imbecile in the teeth
Diminishing love lives laughed and left
winding wearing wall's wallowing witness
yes i said no wait black to mend my weakness
the most powerful feeling is to feel the air pass as you walk by
the end wall ends wall block to me, to me, to you it's so cold, so frigid
the air is gluttony feeding on the week and the powerful, the war and the peace
the ****** soul is the testament to our faith dearest one to see, to see
the blackness the light of the one and only what is it what is it
what is it while you walk by that makes me shiver
just whisper to me like you've done before
everyday everyminute we waste I sigh
we pine away from each other
i must take action if
you don't so Oh
sing to me
Love.
Second line is an allusion to Finnegans Wake by James Joyce.
Sayer Mar 2013
talk to me regretting nothing requesting
it is it is it is it is
yes, we know forgotten soul to bed to bed to bed

"for a long time I went to bed early"
Dearest Proust,
I'm always the opposite for I went(go)to bed late
why, I can not grasp for it slips out of my hand quickly
gravely gravely gravely graves convert my mind to dust
                              one day, one day

we're all dying at a faster rate than we perceive
melancholy yet satisfying that
death is the most fascinating part about life
one day, one day we'll make it there
the stars the clouds the Universe will be ours
I just have to close my eyes and believe

today's today's today's today
tomorrow will never come
pounding pounds ringing bells
the clang
              the cling
                            the cluck
all beckon me somewhere out there beyond the continuum
the language, the tower falling so that one day the world will understand each other

one two three four one two three four
one..two..three..four
Symphony Pony lasts for hours
mmmcloseeyesandfly
it matters not whether I go to bed early or late
my thoughts will be the same
when I close my eyes the first thing I'll think of is
You.
"For a long time, I went to bed early" is the opening line from "In Search of Lost Time," (Swann's Way) by Marcel Proust.
Mar 2013 · 521
Onehundredandten%ready
Sayer Mar 2013
Forget me lost here
I'm right behind the
forgotten soul survivor

                         you're the Truth
I'm the lie

sinking in the depths

what do I need
to crawl back up
my muscles tear, my body aches
                             the same button stops working overandoverandover&overagain; *******
i strain it all you're the light to my day the sugar to my tea
yet my tea is never sweet enough
bitter burning tongue tasting wallowing sadness ****
                                
             Simple words, the curse of my being
how powerful they seem
one affect over the other saying
~hello, I am death, destroyer of words
how courteous thou art, how brave, and wonderful

(I'm onehundredandten%ready, dear)

informing madness slowly softens me so I dare not respond
i forgot now did i, same capitalization as it ever was
I i I I I i i I love you, I love your idea, the picture the
bitter burning tongue tasting wallowing sadness ****
that's how I live and feel, it's not that bad
waiting it out, waiting it out
time's a bunch of different strands
notes played by Orpheus
come to me my love, where you go I go
staring at the water I don't
you're my own reflection to love
burning O song of the Sun
waiting it out, waiting it out
I love you, you love me
hopefully
waitingwaitingwaitingwaiting
you're the most beautiful girl in the world
that's a glorious fact
I'll keep waiting
waitingandwaitingwaiting
lying sleeping dreaming writing waiting waiting
blasphemy mouth of the Universe, tell me
why must I wait for her in eternal strands
waiting longer shorter faster slow down slow down
over and over again waiting

I'm the most patient man in the Universe.
One of my best, if not my best.
Mar 2013 · 913
A Semi-Colon to the Head
Sayer Mar 2013
far across the valley, black and blue

time will allow me to come to you

a million miles away doesn’t seem so far

in my mind; connected dreams create a landslide



they will bring me down just to throw me back up again

remembering that everything is just a drop of rain

a feeling immersed while it hits the ground

for in the rain all I can think of is your beauty



a riddle for you and your dreams

this will let us realize we are inseparable)

can I not get so wrapped up in this beautiful mess

an image of you speaks an infinite amount of words



an image by the mind; an image of your unending secrets



a projection could never seem so real

what is this darkness that I feel

consume my every being, dark as night

these vampires; these rejections of society

bite and tear away the Time (forever)



take it all and throw it back to you

this is not ending anytime soon (inspiration has some things to say)

a semi-colon to the head, and endless night alone in bed

correct my retreatment to your projection, my dear

because with you there is nothing left to fear
Mar 2013 · 496
Infinite Sun
Sayer Mar 2013
throw you the bone O most powerful
of Lord's on High you are most praised
every day every hour every minute
quick fast slow slower fast faster than all
running from nothing yet commanding everyone to do your labor

i'm not the One so don't demand me to become like You
godless God Godfearing individuals look to people like a Sun
when the dealing's done and the woman's left at the feet of the most Mighty
where is the question, why is the question, what's the answer then
for whom do the bells toll when everyone's deserted

they all tell me the same thing every time so I'll stop asking the same questions for now
the answers will never come no matter how much i wonder
how long i wait
i'm just a speck of dust in a world of sand and droplets of water in the ocean

but i happen to have One hope, one life, one dream

So, dear
tie me up let me loose for she loves me she loves me not
the more important questions of the eternal ones
she's the one I look at for through her I see the Infinite Lordloving Sun
And I have to admit it
It most certainly and most curiously makes me smile a warm smile.
Mar 2013 · 1.4k
Invisible Rain
Sayer Mar 2013
outside there was invisible rain:

forgetting everything at once, I blinked

the colors changed and the tone settled until I blinked once more

the colors came back, the tone arrived on time

a mere hour beforehand I looked at her face

beyond time and space, throughout the souls of everyone in the room(don’t give up)

the only one I thought of was you, looking at you

what was causing your agreement…

can our eyes not even meet?

(meet me here, leave me there-take me a journey)

there’s no reason to bother anymore



I drifted away from the passion

focusing on the important details(my hero making strong points)

across from me, the other

at least she looks at me and smiles

-no, I can’t

can I? float between souls again to feel at peace

this is not a debate or an argument

we should just work like it does for other lovers

but no, that’s not how it works

walking to the end of the earth would not help



I’ve really crashed this car into the wall

to forget it all

the colors disappear and reappear

did I drift off? or tricks and invisible rain and

why don’t you just listen to my message!

this shouldn’t be such a game

-at least she looks at me and smiles

therefore everything I’ve ever created should burn

and on its side it will turn

over and let me fall off

(you’re not getting my message!)

throughout time and space, floating through the souls not in front of me anymore

but in my head instead

which makes me ask the question-



(where am I?)

does she care for me?

if the smile is a truth than I’ll fly

it would be worth it in the end, I presume



you need to just listen…                                                                                               (O save me iridescent soul!)

can’t you just listen!                                                                                                       (O forgotten ended beginning)

your eyes-meet mine?                                                                                                   (O never again forgotten love)

this is the place, the time, and the season…                                                         (O invisible rain pour down!)

                                                                                                (O invisible rain come down and cleanse my soul while I drift between you and her and her and you; forget me not! this is for you, for you to not fall into a black hole forever layered over images of the past and the future. beyond reason, beyond reality, we need to cut it in little pieces and burn it all for our love to kindle and explode into the night sky! I need your help with this one, before I fall down and into her arms, but if that’s what you want, and what she wants, so be it, forever, and ever, and ever…..)

white layered over white layered over white….

O save me iridescent soul, send your invisible rain to pour down, and like cupid’s bow, create love, somewhere, between someone and I

white over layered white over layered white….

Have you forgotten something? at least she looks at me and smiles

black overcoming white the overcoming of the blue overcoming the past….

I’m ready to accept it all, just throw it on me as we travel

past the overcoming of the blue overcoming the white overcoming the black-

(once again we)

Cut it!
Sayer Mar 2013
(I)
The other side of the page
is filled with a few lies
that are deciphered by the weak
(but who would you be, then)
all I need is some truth
that I can turn into the
first thing that comes to mind
(you would understand, though, wouldn’t you)
I can turn you into a
piece of paper and write your
story for you so that I
can understand exactly how you feel

(II) Float In The Air
it doesn’t take much time to float in the air
watching the ground go further and further from beauty
she would smile and be proud as I would of her
and hopefully she would float in the air with me
so that she too could see the wonder of the ocean
coming in to set the world pure of evil
but then would she frown in disappointment
that it isn’t anything she expected it to be
(or the fact that she never wanted this at all)
but I’ll bounce back into the ocean
that will bring me anywhere it wants to take me

and at the other end of the world
if it would be one hundred miles or one thousand
we would be able to find each other
because the pull of our hearts are just strong enough
to bring us back together(forever)

(III) Final Sip
as I take my final sip of this nectar
I feel refreshed, (still floating), come with me
an interesting chemical reaction of beauty and obsession keeps me flying

but on the other side of the page
could you meet me there to say hello
and perhaps that hello can drift into something more meaningful; something worth remembering
and that will bring me down to the ground
finally
and
I’ll
dry
you
off
Probably my favorite poem of mine.
Mar 2013 · 362
Blink
Sayer Mar 2013
hold my hand and don't let me pine away

                                            into a hundred simple breaths taken by an angel

forever I will wait as we watch the fire

                   of a thousand suns set our bodies into flames



we'd jump into the river to cast out the flames

in that river your eyes will shine brighter than those suns

and your smile will turn the night to day



                                         because there is magic in the air tonight



we'd step out of the river, and I'd dry you off

but it would rain as if it had never rained before

                                however we will still follow our glory

                                                                                                           as long as our hearts aren't a puzzle

                                                                 yet to be

                                         put together



so I won't pine away into this darkness

for you are my light

and into the sky we'll take flight

as I hold you closer than ever before

for years upon years

it will seem like eternity

but in  a blink of an eye

if you're not there



then



                                                             forgive me(I'm sorry)
Mar 2013 · 571
Untitled#1
Sayer Mar 2013
cut edit splice repeat your

cut edit splice repeat your


disappointment of your brother

loves your father worship

your mother who raised you

look at the sea so

the sea will look back

and accept you and your

sister looks at your pride

and your pride looks

at your ego

who loves your father

who worships your mother

for giving birth to

You

and with a wink

it gives me time to think

that love is right here so



cut edit splice repeat

cut edit splice repeat
Sayer Mar 2013
as i Unshape my infinite parabola (it mutates)

into a speck of dust and oxygen

within a blinking moment

i embrace the curiosity that flows inside my soul.



into a speck of dust and oxygen

love seems to escape my heart and mind

i embrace the curiosity that flows inside my soul

and I feel better and worse at the same time



love seems to escape my heart and mind

every single time i look into your eyes (and emotion)

and i feel better and worse at the same time

i try to free myself from who i am



every single time i look into your eyes(and emotion)

i attempt to see a little bit of me inside of you

i try to free myself from who i am

so i can become more like you



i try to see a little bit of me inside of you

i’m locked inside a box and i cling on to hope

so i can become more like you

for you will free me from my world.



i’m locked inside a box and i cling on to hope

(feel that sense of affinity i embrace)

for you will free me from my world

(i’ll convince myself never to forget)



(feel that sense of affinity I embrace)

i may not be able to hold your heart

(i’ll convince myself never to forget)

nevertheless you’ll still be a Radiant angel.



i may not be able to hold your heart

i’m afraid of the outcome of disgust

nevertheless you’ll still be a Radiant angel

i’ll still be pounding on the doors of self-destruction



i’m afraid of the outcome of disgust

the Clocks will no longer tick

i’ll still be pounding on the doors of self-destruction

so i’ll lay it all down upon the cracked rocks



the Clocks will no longer tick

and for eternity the essence will be vanquished upon the land

so i’ll lay it down upon the cracked rocks

the thoughts of abandoning my trial



the thoughts of abandoning my trial

into a speck of dust and oxygen

and for eternity the essence will be vanquished upon the land

as i Unshape my infinite parabola (it mutates)
Mar 2013 · 634
Forsaken (Tick Tock)
Sayer Mar 2013
after thinking about this, I think I should turn back

give me a second to think

(the night is a painting of stars)



the thunder echoes with her voice

the very thing I've been avoiding this entire time



O' how she backons me

how she calls me by my name

how she smiles and laughs

how could a night end up like this (for me)



can't this wait another year or two?

it's not that I don't care about you

I just need some time to think this whole thing through

it's fine, I'll just wait another minutre

it's not as if this night is going anywhere



(the thunder is a dream, the rain winks with her movement as I...

Know!

I Know!



can't this wait another month or so?

I'm tired and I've got places to go

back and forwards (she moves) Time moves slowly

I'm sorry how this ended up

            and fly....

                  fly right away

           fly to the endlessness I have already known

           fly right away

                                        just fly...

I'm Last!



can't this just wait another hour, one's already past

just pour me another glass of water

this is not the time for games

just get your mind into it and sell it all



O' and how the silence pours down

how could I forsake you?

this is my descision

you are the one who matters

but how she comes down from the clouds, a mystical goddess in the wind

why did I ever throw myself into this position?



and **** it can't this wait another minute? Come on!

time is short and the night is long

nothing makes sense(you move back and forth)

I am born twice in a matter of twelve hours

once in the morning, once at night

breathe in

breathe out

the sound, the sound

oh God

not the sound



tick

tick

tick tick tick to the tock I'm the trick of the trade she's the rhyme of the clock



tick tick tick tock she likes it why can't I just like this

this could have been stopped

tick tick tick tock



I'm beyond afraid

tick tick tick tock no

tock anymore

in my breathe I hit the floor

can't this wait another second....please...



O how I love the taste of the floor..

(I knew I would be the one to forsake you)
Sayer Mar 2013
laying down with the back of my head pressed

firmly on the white bed

I understand what it fully means when I look outside into

the bright dark night and the

sky seems to be a puzzle of some sorts put together

only by

                Dreams



as the sound of beauty fills the air

I hold the paper and the paper holds my heart

and all that I can see is a cold blackness

mixed with the brightness of the moon that causes a reflection

clearer than the bluest flowing river



it takes a few mere seconds to

                   turn over

and observe the world from

                this side of Paradise

                even if it’s the wrong way home

                                                (I’d still grow wings)



and what is a star but a symbol of hope and greatness

only illuminated by other stars and the moon (keeps sending me a message)

or is a star not only a symbol

but a painting that describes the whole eternal universe

and everything ****** inside of it

and who would wish to set the painting into flames

or sell it to the unworthy, for that matter



as the sky keeps beckoning me I remember that

there is an everything to everyone

and beyond life I remain to wonder

if he will remember me and

who I am (was) because I’ve kept realizing

these beautiful revelations at a faster rate than I ever thought would be possible

and the air keeps lifting me off of my feet

                                                                                as I feel like I’m

                                                                being dipped into the fountain of youth and truth

only the water is not blue anymore, it is a blood red



and the stars take everyone for who they are and I keep

breathing to feel the stars of the universe to come and bring me up

and to let me realize all at once that the stars are the ticket to the greatest painting

ever painted

but if keep swimming in the Red

I’ll be dead

but the stars bring life, yet the others will cut it with their flaming knife

(I don’t want to be taken so far away from here)
Mar 2013 · 558
#8Eternity
Sayer Mar 2013
dancing slowly to the sound of your voice in my head

but the morning comes and washes away the dreams

from the glances in the deep end of a pool of people

you appear through the crowd and smile

proceeding to walk to anyone else but I



all I ever wanted was a moment where you could come to me

to say a few words, this and that, it matters little

but I am the only one who realizes this click

                                     that is floating away slowly



all you would ever care to tell me is the basics

the airy feeling between us, the miles, the walls

***** me in once again as the strings on your heart don't pull

and lets me think of a time where I wish I knew you since forever



how could I have been so blind and so disrupted

every thought of you wrapped inside reality and dreams(that will continue for eight million years)

although at times it feels like I'm not even walking anymore



and the time flies out the window and kills itself



it's done with you and I



and on the First day God created you

to walk amongst the angels in pure bliss

to smile and light up the world

to flow between souls and make them feel rested



on the Second day God created I

the first thing I ever saw was You

and you didn't say much

but I knew it would be important



the Third day rolled around the corner and God created a picture of emotion

a flowing river of thoughts and dreams

for me to experience but not recognize for #2years

and like a child lost in a sea of people, looking for his mother, I found you once again



on the Fourth day God created a hero

someone for me to look up to and follow in His footsteps

someone I detested for a years suddenly looked like a dream-

one I wished I could become



and become I did, and glances at you still swam around me

and the more and more I smiled the better it got

and at some moment it all became clear that this is what I needed

as I became who I needed to be (moreso than anyone else but you)



and on the Fifth day God created Doubt

to crawl inside my heart and rip it apart

but it did not matter, because I still could look at you

and feel safe and warm



(but now I realize that the efforts will matter none)



on the sixth day god created a revelation

a smack you in the face cold hard truth

and in that moment I looked for my Hero

but alas, he was nowhere to be found

could I talk to him, I would find strength

but all that I could think about is talent

love slowly drifted away

and I felt like I no longer needed to care

but oh how I wish you would not disappear forever



(but within the visions, the memories, and the dreams I came to realize there would be no Whisper worth knowing-

-and I disappear within the vision:



For on the Seventh day god created another

one you knew just as well

and it could have all been a lie in the first place, but at this point I'm not forced to care

because you'll be walking with him; just like you, not giving me a chance

and I'll sit on my couch for years

anotheroneturnedintoadreamofathousandpluspeople



on the eighth and final day god finished his materpiece

and looked at his angels and said:

"What do you think?"

and they could not reply from the beauty

and he walked away from the painting



when the #8Eternity hangs on the wall of glory

I remember her as a haze of time

and drift into the ocean

and push the water into the sky

one more time
Mar 2013 · 505
Overshadowed City
Sayer Mar 2013
I don’t need to look it up if the room is dark and hysterical

crazy as it will ever be and out of my peripheral vision comes the world’s longest highway

a place where no indicator will tell me if she wishes to tell me something important

a place where people go and ride forever into the breeze of the crying air



just the one part lets me drift alone into the words once again

I can’t remember anything about riding on that highway but the inspiration it gave me

for it would be my transport to years in shadows (if I only could control it)

but it looked at me for I am unrecognizable to the river below it

                                                    

by the beaches of the longest highway in existence I snapped a glance at you

your beauty flowing with the air; the wind blowing gently across my hair

the sounds of cars and trucks above us and you smiling made me assured

that anything is possible if i just put my mind to it



all that time I just sat there imagining the walls breaking

only to find that those dreams were reality (and this is a dream?)

the answer to my problems, the end to and

I won’t keep the car running if I don’t have to



the colors start to fade as night falls in the city overshadowed by the longest highway in the world

lights up the world from the Universe’s point of view

I begin to follow you where ever you go

to find myself with you the whole time



I don’t need some assurance to know if this real or not

this moment, this truth is reality

no matter how much I want this city to be

tonight I will wish I can visit once again

but the sky keeps falling and will shatter into a million pieces

piercing the air making it cry tears of blood

with that nightmare I’ll wake up

one day

next to you.

— The End —