I often write to many writing task.
But that's just because I'm trying to mask,
The inside of my inner thoughts.

They come back and forth like the waves to the shore.
It often gets chaotic making it hard to ignore,
The inside of my inner thoughts.

Regularly my head is drooped on my palm.
The hold it has on me, I want it liberated from...

I can see the weight of the world on your shoulders;
And your eye lids crashing down like boulders.
I know it seems like you're never at rest,
But here we are trying our best.

To lift you up,
Through all the hiccups and the gossip.
In this tremendous sphere.
Where many people fear,

What tomorrow will bring
Just know there's nothing,
That your doing wrong
Approaching everyday headstrong.

Drop your anchors,
And pull out your feathers.
It's time for you to take flight,
And let us handle the fight.
We have each others back
No need to worry about your pack.

I hate how I can't sleep at night.
Why does my body put up a fight?
I yawn like I'm gasping for air.
So I lay there listening to "The Prayer".

Pulling out a pen helps me sleep.
Rather than imagining and counting sheep.
My spilled ink allows me to create a universe on a smooth surface.
Like Van Gogh with a canvas.

I write till my face hits the table.
Every night is the same, so I stay up planning my next travel.
Sometimes I'll wake tearing a page off my face.
I'll read it then throw it straight into the fireplace.

I close my eyes and the black sea rises.
As I try to sleep, I feel my body sway.
My dreams are filled with many surprises.
So I force myself to stay awake till the next day.

My feelings for you vanished.
Plus the places traveled with you perished.
I know, I didn't lose every memory;
Because my body responds unknowingly.
I forgot you, but not completely.

Four hour drive to Nevada
Long *** drive I knew, I should've had some *****.
No traffic, just a bunch of rear view lights displayed as stars.
No sight seeing, just mountains and lame *** cars.

Music plays, and laughter took place.
I sang to keep the drowsiness off my face.
We encountered some dips,
And I began to dance; but didn't move below the hips.

Mainly listened to hip hop,
That kind of rhythm you cant just stop.
You gotta dance all throughout to the last note.
Even if someone sees you dance and prays for an antidote.

We arrived to our destination close to midnight.
Once my body touched the bed, I no longer saw light.
Only to wake at four in the morning,
Laying in bed breathing and writing.

Seven forty five small black box starts to yell.
My family woke up, and made our way out of the hotel.
Set course to the lake then hopped on a boat.
Sailed to a shore that wasn't remote.

My aunt's family is pretty cool and chill.
Their boats and seadoo made the weekend that much more of a thrill.
The food and drinks never seemed to end.
I climbed a cliff and prepped for my descend.

Jumping into black water,
On our way back, scolded by my uncle as if he were my father.
I didn't get mad, with my adrenaline, I never know when to stop.
So I listened and never went back to the hilltop.  

Luca took his boat back in with a big floating device.
Street told me to hold on, that was his only advice.
I haven't smiled so much in so long.
That's how it should be all yearlong.

Touching land again, my existence was then recorded.
The video was sent to my mother to show I wasn't wounded.
The water began to call my name, so I entered it's depths.
The water touched my skin like a cool breeze kiss.

Going back to Aquarius, we were burnt as hell.
I'm sure we stood out more than Wisconsin's well known carousel.
Showered then went out to eat.
Returning back to the room to sleep cause I was beat.

I met this girl named E with much more consonants and vowels.
Saying I jumped from a kiddy cliff, her words played constantly in the back of my head like howls.
Well E, I love my life and get injured on the daily.
I can only imagine myself screaming like a little baby.

I mean there has to be a reason those rocks are carved out like skulls.
I've climbed trees higher than that castle.
But jumping such height, I'm not sure I can do.
But if I do jump and the light vanishes who will come to my rescue?

Packed up our gear and headed back to our room.
My uncle and I stayed in, but my aunt changed into another costume.
Drank a beer then fell asleep.
Woke up to the sound of my heartbeat.

Two hours later and there was still no sound.
Looked out the window and there was no one around.
My cousin woke, and began to talk.
My fam got up and we began our walk.

I swam for a good two hours.
My aunt, cousin, and I got on a raft; I kid you not we should've gone to the doctors.
Tia skipped on water, my prima broke her finger, and I coughed blood.
Hell I'd go to the ER, if and only if all my trips were funded.
This trip I'll never forget,
That goes for the blue water, and the red pink sunset.

She's stumbling,
She's struggling.
I'm trying to lift her higher,
Away from all the fire!

There's only so much I can do or say,
Before she's tugged by the weight.
That's been sitting on her chest,
Only allowing her to rest;

When her body crashes.

I sit by her bedside
Trying to put aside.
The stress that holds her down.
Making sure her head still holds the crown.

Without her head gear,
You can see the fear,
In the eyes of my brothers.
Not for long though
From what we've come to know.

Is that we grow from every battle.
From every fumble.
Never losing hope in one another.
Helping each other even if at times we're not together.

I write what I see and hear.
What I've felt and what I fear.
I write and read poetry to have something to believe in.
Others might do it for the same reason.

For what's being described is true.
Or venting out our problems to get us through.
Every writing task is different,
Just like a student; everyone brings forth a diverse movement.

I'm tired of all this sickness, and the pain.
All I want to feel are the thunderous skies rain.
I want to travel to New York by train;
Because I don't think I'll see much art by plane.

I want to leave California for a bit, I want out.
Once there I shall climb their tallest towers and shout.
I need to scream out all this distress.
It's put me under a pile of mess.

I have scars on my body the origin to some I have no clue.
Some memories are a blur, and I don't know exactly what I've been through.
You're more than welcome to read my mind or hand.
I no longer have a steady stand.

The crash had changed me in ways I didn't know.
Since the crash, my brain has lost so much info.
People I've known slipped through a crevice.
Memories of mine found a way out of my iris.

I used to question my surrounding.
Now I question myself for not knowing.
I'm trying to chisel away as much blur as I can.
Each piece I break off only seems to grow larger than my wingspan.

This day and on I only hope to retain,
My new campaign even if it turns me insane.
I'm ready for what comes my way, cause there is still an airflow.
Life knocks me down and I rise back up without a halo.

I've been off round one for a while now.
Since then my anxiety has grown ten times its size.

My grip on life has gotten loose somehow.
Now I'm scared when people look into my eyes,

They'll catch a glimpse of something they don't need to see.
A boy lost out at sea.

My chest has caved in, I need air.
I'm staring at the sky because I know it's there.

So why do I struggle to breathe it in.
Or feel it against my skin.

I feel like an anchor sinking down to the bottom of the sea.
A strong hold that's taken grasp upon me.
I know I can fight my way above the water.
But somehow I keep sinking down further and farther.

At that moment I realized it might be the end.
And every time I feel my body let go, I'm back above the surface once again.
I don't know what my purpose in life is.
So I stare at myself in the mirror just looking into my iris.

Nothing but pitch black, a sky without stars.
A boy covered in scars,
Someone with heart;
Who's been torn apart.

My words on paper are like a meteor,
I don't always write something amazing.
Every now and then my words can be someone's ember.
I've been told my words can be life saving.

I often catch myself speaking to someone that needs advice.
Someone in need of a smirk.
I tell them phrases I have written, thoughts that entice.
Because I don't want someone in need of help to go berserk.

You know a smile and a hello,
Carry out such a far distance.
It can make someone's heart and soul glow.
Make conversation, and within that moment everything will change; especially their essence.

My words, your words can help out.
Be the change people look towards the sky for.
Some people walk around with so much doubt.
Be someone's heroine, savior, be someone's cure.

The thrill is not far away
I don't want us to be astray
This one thing i will speak of
Is not pressured like a dove

I've been preparing for this say
Knowing now is the day
To ask for the nights adventure
The moods will change like temperature

When the sun gets low,
The city starts to glow.
Walk to the tallest point,
And roll up a joint.

Inhale exhale
Watch the stars sail.
Vivid images above the atmosphere
Only then do things seem clear.

Good vibes no stress,
Don't worry about the progress of your success.
Put on a good tune,
And sing as if your howling at the moon.

Dance as if your feet are on fire
Then rest and watch the sky turn sapphire.
Don't contemplate on what you haven't done.
Just live your life, time waits for no one.

Sway me back and forth, hold me in your chest.
My head feels like it's being compressed.
Put me to sleep, put me to rest,
Because I can feel my upcoming quest.

Wrap your arms around my body,
Sing me a song, just not so loudly.
Part my hair from my eyes,
And you will see my unlit cries.

Clasp your hand between my fingers,
Cause your touch are my only embers.
Keeping me from going overboard,
You strum my heart like the c minor chord.

Because of you I have a smile bigger than the setting sun,
Which makes you the ocean.
You make me rise like the sea,
And when I fall it doesn't hurt that badly.

I'm laying down in bed,
Thinking ******* the words she has said.

Laying down in the dark,
Waiting for the flame to ignite the spark.

Her words, and spirit constantly running through my head.
She makes me feel alive and never dead.

If I describe her beauty to you it might sound like a myth.
She's the only girl I want to make conversation with.

I've watched the sun go down and rise,
But nothing compares with the look in her eyes.