We dream, don't we?
Of a place that we can belong?

A place of love, peace and grace.
A place of white clouds upon blue sky,
Lush fields,
And endless sunshine.

If Heaven is a place of purity and love,
why must we die to live a dream?

Wet mud and soil
and in the fray,
in the barrage of bullets,
He stands triumphantly.

His allies are dead,
His family are lost to him.
Behind him a flag waves and
Between the stripes and stars,
Splatters of blood soak the cloth.

Over the ocean, they hold the flag high.
For as the father of their country sits in an office
young men and woman die for him.
The flag of red, blue and white.
A symbol of patriotism to some.

To others though,
The flag waves blood, suffocation and bone.
Even those that hold it high.

For as the saliva of the war-hungry man
Drips from his lips,
And as the rotten words sprout from his pungent tongue,
Soldiers die with guns at their hips
And now the clock with hands on 12 is finally rung.

It follows through iridescent dreams.

It stares and it lingers.

It watches with saddened but dead eyes.

Sometimes you'll see it, most times you won't.

But either way, it is always there. Even when you awake from the nightmare, it remains.

Can you remember holding it?

Do you remember smiling as it giggled in your arms?

Do you think of it staring back at you as you lightly feel its soft skin?

No. Because you never did.

You never watched it take its first steps.

Heard it cry in the middle of the night.

Clean up after the mess that it had caused.

Or hear it call for you.

And now you never will.

Do you regret that day? That choice that you made?

Do you wonder to yourself what might have been?

If only that child was here today and you could tell it that you would love it and protect it.

Would you?

A hollow body withered by dread,
A corpse walking with a beating heart,
But a beaten brain.

He comes from inside and the sun burns his eyes,
Before the dark indoors engulf him once again,
How long will he remain hidden this time?

For so long he has lived like this,
Though many will not notice.
For he smiles and laughs when there are people around him,
But cries inside for he is still lonely.

When day turns to night,
He turns to the ceiling and sees
A small glimmer of hope,
The shadow of a rope.

When they find him they'll be different,
"I never knew!" They'll say.
But of course it's too late already,
There's no going back now.

A hollow body withered by death,
A corpse with a silent heart,
A corpse with an empty brain.

I live on the streets;
poor and cold.
Once so young,
now so old.

My wealth is gone
as are my clothes.

I wear nothing but a rag.

But all of this does not matter to me.
There's only one thing I really need..

Just a nice, hard ****.

She's just like the wind.
Slow and breezy.
The wind blows me away...

And so does she.

Vanity maybe when you see into a mirror, and love your body.
Self gratitude is when you look into the mirror and see your soul.
True love for yourself is when you no longer need a mirror to see yourself.

We could die tomorrow with regret in our heart, or we could live today and fill it with joy.

To sacrifice your soul, you become a slave to Modern Society.
To sacrifice your hatred, you become a slave to love.

When you truly wake up,
you no longer need your dreams

Day by day,
we pay and pay
as bills grow longer
and income grows shorter.

We now pay to live
and that's not how it is supposed to be.
People say you have to open the right doors
but before you unlock the door,
you have to become the key.

With politics and laws to keep us docile
and our food and drink tampered with,
how can our governments say we can trust them?
When we can't even trust our own water?

In Florida, you have to live with electricity
and it's the same in most other countries.
Society keeps us "living" a certain way
without "living" it the way we should be.

The Earth is our planet- The mother of Man.
The sun is a star- ready to expand.
The moon is a rock- and that's about it really....

The Universe is made up off Atoms.

Now tell me, how could something so small,
Create something so big?

Are you paper to be folded?
Are you a piece of clay being molded?
Or are you a energy, ready to shape your own existence?

Appreciate that which you do have instead of that which you don't.

Will things get easier?
It depends on you.
Will you try harder?

Please stop crying, takes your hands off your ears
I want to help you.
Your moans of anguish and pain hurt my soul,
I wish to help you.

I will.
I will.

I have to stay calm, motivate myself.
He is just ill,
And illnesses can be cured
And I can do this.

I can.
I can.

He's only been here for a short while
Yet he screams as if he were possessed
I offered my help, I did all I could
But found him dead in his room.

I didn't help him.
I couldn't help him.
I wish I did.

Shut up, stop shouting!!
You're ranting blocks up my ears and thumps my brain.

Stop shouting!!
You're harsh words blacken the walls around you, I see nothing but bones and rust.
Your voice is like barbed wire and your eyes are that of a demon
Demanding me to impale myself with the blade but I won't do it!!

I won't.
I won't.

Shut up!!!
I beg you to stop. Your demanding too much!!
I'm strong in my mind, I'm sure,
You can't hurt me.

He can't!
I can't!
He can't hurt me!

It's been 72 days, 23 hours, 17 minutes and 35 seconds now and you still won't go away.
Maybe there's only way to end it but I can't!

I can't!
I won't!
I.....

Pick a side,
Are you against or do you stand with Gay pride?

Upset, broken, hollow inside
One little insult made me want to hide.

At 3:00am in the morning I greeted the morning sun,
and asked it what I should do.
He told me "To find someone spiritual" before lighting up the sky.

How do I do that?
Would that not be hard.
I thought that what the sun said can't be true
but surprisingly that was when I found you.

Oh hey!

Hey.

What did you say?

I said Hi

Oh, I see, so you're that type of guy.

What? What do you mean?

Come on man, lets not make a scene!

Wait, are rhyming my words??

Well of course not, that's just absurd!

You just done it again!

I done what Ken?

My name isn't even Ken, will you just shut it?

I don't know what you mean? Am I being a ***?

Yes you are, what's up with you? You're normally shy??

Don't say that you'll make me cry.

***, if you don't shut up I'll punch you!

How rude!

Erm, that didn't even rhyme?

Awh crap!

They can't talk,
They can't eat like us,
They don't move like us.
They are small and weak.

They are a baby and they are like most of the animals that are slaughtered. Yet, you wouldn't **** a baby would you?

I am calm but I hold danger,
I respect life but I am no saviour.
The sky as my guardian,
The land as my friend
I am everywhere
And I can never end.

Waves crash, birds soar
And me? I see it all.
The very  voice is deafening to the ears but only some will hear me.

I am the calm before the storm
I am the beauty of the dawn,
I take up most of the surface of the Earth,
And they call me the sea.

The Deadly Race is young and tiny,
Weak beyond measure.
Not in physical or in mental,
But they take everything for granted.

Life is no longer a gift as they slay their own breed,
Then from the meat of the corpse they just killed,
They slice it up and feed.

This race look quite normal,
2 arms, 2 legs and a face.
But I tell you now, they are monsters,
The savages calling themselves
"The Human Race".

Legs burning,
Waist turning.
Arms swinging,
Mind is singing.

Eyes determined,
Motivated and deserving.

Sweat pouring,
But it's pouring for your hard work.

Keep running,
Don't stop now,
Just a little distance left!
Keep running.

If the Eagle did not fly,
The mouse would not crawl.

Young body with an open mind.
My spirit wasn't to hard to find.
But there will always be a hole,
until I fully connect to my soul

"You want to hit me, fight me, kick me or bite me.
You think you're tough, you aren't.
Come, try to fight me, you won't succeed!"

"Oh yeah, why?" He hissed.

"Because, my friend, I'm a pacifist".

You were my love, my life.
You were my girl, maybe someday my wife.
But then you hurt me,
You used me,
And that cut like a knife.

Me man,
Me strong,
Me work you all night long.

Me no fear,
Me not queer,
Me is primal
Me is....

Argh, no WIFI!!

The rusted hinges of those broken doors,
The broken cages that fall apart.
No one to see, No one to hear,
The moment my heart thudded then stopped
When you disappeared.

Sexism, Feminism, ******, Racism, Athiesm...
There's only one we all need

A joke is not just a funny thing you say,
It is a unique way of making people smile in that special kind of way

Smooth and soft,
Like dough in my hands.

Cold yet sometimes so warm
So small yet so much.

The way you're so easy to spread,
You're an obsession that I must use daily.

Doesn't matter the time of day or night,
I can always depend on you to be there.

Your fair light yellow...
Light Yellow!?
Wait! This is margarine!!

I can't believe it's not butter.

When dawn breaks the sky,
I wish to fly.
Fly from the evil, the neglect, the abuse,
But with no actual escape,
What's the use?

I'm in love with a girl from above

From Youtube to fame,
The first to play a new game.
Doesn't mind being put to shame,
None of his videos are ever the same.

On a hunt for his Senpai,
On games with Ken, Jack and Cry.
He's just a fabulous kinda guy.

This man called Felix,
I hope you know.
His great name "Pewdiepie",
is one worshipped, if you are a Bro.

I'm bad, you're good.
I'm tall, you're short.

I'm loud, you're quiet.
I smile with my mouth, you smile with your eyes.
I hug, you kiss.
You squeeze, I hold.

It's funny how different we are yet we are also so similar.
but the best one is:

You love, and I love you right back.

Facebook, oh Facebook, the addiction of so many but wanted by very few.

Facebook, oh Facebook, the place that's so hard to show feelings as I am judged for my fights and ignored of my achievements.

Facebook, oh Facebook, you used to be a trend but now...You're wrongly used.

Facebook, oh Facebook, I do not hate you in fact...I love you!

Now that I've said this, may I have some free credits for games and more likes on my pictures? ;)

Sadness is but a drop of water in a lake of emotions

Wake up as the boulder of light shines through the night,
the cold sharp air cutting into my dry dead skin,
I have finally awoken,
let the hunting begin.

Times have changed,
what once was so new is now decrepit and old,
The "ancient" ruins of the structures
that once stood so bold.

The world has changed,
yet I do not weep,
My hunger must be banished,
the hunger that builds up while I sleep.

I spy a young child playing on the street,
the offspring of the weak stalked by the offspring of the night,
No such human has ever escaped my sight.