As I went to blueberry mountain
On a cloudy foggy
Day
I am reminded of my dark past
And the 100 shades of grey
Between now and then
It's almost white where I am
A color of hope.

Dad stop
Forcing me to
smile and laugh
I am not a dog or cat
I will
Smile and laugh
On my terms
Thanks.

On
This autumn
Night
I dont
Just see
One
But two
Moons in the sky
Eerily facing eachother
What autumn wonder.

As Alexander
Approached the caucuses
He notices the
God permithus
Chainted to the rock
In suffering
What shall Alexander do.

Are
There
Flowers
More
Like
Irises
In
My
Boading
*****????

As a Breezy flows through
Thee trees
The leaves from the trees
Float gently down
On the ground.

I see this
And I don't know where
Nature begins
And swimming pool ends
In this earthly paradise
Oh the wonders you encounter
While on vacation.

Ahhh sleep
This
Is the time
When my
P
T
S
D
Wants to play
but ******* I
Want to sleep
Instead of p l a y I n g
All night.

In the talklamakan
There floats a face of
The buddha
Haunting its blood soaked sands
Hoping to give them peace.
Peace.

Hill Morty.
When  you send me those gifs on Tumblr
I feel like I am special and worth somethingand desired. But no just by anyone but the most intelligent and loving young man and skilled  doctor on the planet. I wish to meet one day in the future.

As a wolf
Howls at the moon
It spues out
Fluttering butterflies
In the midnight.
Of moonlit
Darkness

Antarctica
A lifeless
Cold barren
Waste land at
The other end of the world
But when I see it
I see life
Possibilities
And a interesting place
Think positive.

The flashbacks
Are the worst
Of the worst
Specially
When triggered by stupid people
Which is about ten percent
Of the race
But I keep
Bumping into them
****.

At night he
Comes to
Be with me
And to love me
He speaks of marriage
And family
But by breakfast time I am heart broken
For he has
Left for his job
And god only knows

There is no brain in
The human anatomy
Or it shouldn't be called
A brain
More like a hyper active
Squirrel that won't shove it
And chill
But that how i
Feel
About
My "brain"

I was talking
A walk
Hello good moring says a nice Jewish woman
We talk

Smiling

Smile fades

Then I hear a familiar sound
The recycle truck

To the recycling truck "******* **** *******"
Flipping him the bird




In front of the woman

I think I shall stay
And read a book
Cannot handle
In this town today

As I look out
At the sight
At night
With its glittering
Lights
I
F e e l loney
For my
Heart aches
For you
Hill

Sleep
All I want to
To
Do
Is
To sleep
For my ptsd
As reigned supreme
Last night
Nightmares
**** the life out
Of you.

My eyes heavy
It is temping to fall
Back to sleep
But I know
What Awaits
If ****
A nightmare
So I force my self to stay awake
Its hard
Will I go to the pub
Don't know.

As I go
And mediate
Fire burst in to
the poalms of my hands
And purple on my crawn chakra
Wierd.

Though we might love eachother
and remember eachother
Hope it won't be a fading
Memory
But I know that we as
Kindred spirits my
One day have to leave one another
Though the love won't fade away
There will be fading memories
To the point where
They're just Mear dreams

This flower
With a pixelated design
Is unusual
To me
Thought beautiful
This vaporwave beauty
Gets for
I have
Seen
Many a flower
Talk to my friend.

As I
Hear a good song
Be it
Classical music
Or techno
To rock
I cannot help but dance

I take a cup of coffee
With sugar and cream
When I look
At my cup I realize there is night scenery
In it instead of coffee
Should I drink this art.

They

Don't call me

Starry nights for nothing

I will make you see

The f**king stars

As i am tough

And

Peulgulist.

One night
God and the great satan
Were in the graveyard
Hoping
To
Switch
And trade souls
From the
Blessed
And from the ******
The blessed when to paradise
And
The ******
Where cast
Into the hell fire
Every Halloween.

One Monday morning
On the way to
Work
A young
Man
And
An older
Gentleman
Talk
The conversation
Would blossom
Into
Friendship
And the words exchange
Will impact the young man
Forever.

You
Said
I
Was
The
Most
Exotic
Flower

Seven and eighth grade I dream of
being like Dana scully
Only to fall In love with
Meek yt humansome
Doctor
While being fbi.

Ninth and tenth grade
Dream of being a fem yakuza
Who invites her underlings
Into a world of love


Present day: I got you

"u ugly AF!"
One bigot
Had said

And I say "I am beautiful
In my own way
Both inside and out"

After you were  gone
I kept an it on
The streets
Wondering where you are
My heart breaks
At thought that
You're not with me.

As you
Create me
With a cut of the scalpel
And a stitch he and some potion
You fall in love with me
As you made my being
How can I express my love
Will be this difficult one
Gentle doctor.

I walk to fight
The demons
Of the past
That I fight inside me
So I go out for a walk
I the hopes that this battle
Royale
Can ease off
But sometimes
It does ease
And some times the painfull drama previails
So I take another walk.

No I am not a psychopath
No I don't have bells palsy
No I am not a fire bug
No I am not a ******
No I am not a serious killer
No  I am not a criminal

It's called ptsd.
It's called human.

I have to go
To my quavk
And
This is how unstable
My moodyness and
Brain is right now
For I hate her.

I
Eat
My
Muffin
For
Breakfast
Than
I
think
to
my self
I
Am
Going
For a
Little
Walk
To
Wake
Me
Up
And
Get
My
Creative
Juices
Going.

As I sit in my seat
On the 373 I see the clouds turn pink and purple then out of nowhere
I see this forest with the
Big Dipper poking through
The forest roof
"***"

There is such a thing as flashbacks
There is such a thing as nightmares
There are such a thing as ptsd
Take of your snowflake
Rosesy colored glasses
And look around
See them baoding?
They are there for a reason.

When I was
In catholic school
This is what the people
Students
And teachers looked like
For they thought
That's what I true looked like
To them
I say
I am beautiful
And brilliant
In my own way.

After the first day of school
I remember getting into
Sh*t
So to avoid my parents yelling at me
I see on the back porch
Seeing the sun set
To quiet the mind

The Pleiades are so close
Or they seem that why
As we drive on a mountain
Pass
I wonder if I can see the big dipper.

Kissing in the
Park
In a dusky
Fog I throw my hand as I
Await his love
Who
Said forging
R a I n y days aren't
Romantic

In the smoke stack
Of a nuclear power plant
God put a lovely
Pink rose
In full bloom
As i way of comforting manking
During the appoaclipse

Love intensifies
Many a passion
And desires
As we talk on imvu
My love
I keep falling deeper and
Deeper In love with
You
With every chat and kiss
I grow more passionate
And protective of our love.

A wise man from the sky
Not buddha
But hippocrates
Comes back to wrong the wrongs
Of those like mengele
While the Chakra
Float overs his head
Indicted the
Highest intelligence
And wisdom

Hill Morty
I just want you
To kiss me
Softly and gently
Under the moon
On the hospital roof
In the light
Of the moon
Like you said you would
And see that sparkle
In your eyes as we kiss
Passionately.

As the light hit s the out line over her face
Just by the outline
That this is
A tortured
Soul both
Spiritually
And physically
For she
Had childhood trauma in her life
But as broken as she is
She tougher than leather
Ans wants to live life

While flying to cuba
I notice that
Everything is in grid
And the land in topographical
Drawings then
That's when it happened
I saw a green goldfish
Swimming by my window.
This was no flight to Cuba
But to a different universe

As the summer
Comes to a close
A young
Geisha picks a flower
A
Dark pink poeny
Appreciating it
Before it falls apart.