It is easy to lose track of time
When you lose hope
Or interest
In even bothering with it

If it hurts your chest
You either love it
Whole heartedly
Or hate it
There's no in between
That grey area is
The waves of the future
To proceed
To not
To forgive
Or to
Move on

A tone of someone's voice can speak volumes
But even tones can be changed
With tender, genuine , care!

Dreams can be so strange
And downright silly
We were cooking delicious spaghetti sauce
From the cheapest tomato paste you can find on the shelf
And I think the floor looked pretty snazzy in red
Slip sliding through the spillage
We were doing the real pre salsa
And then I blinked
And it was over

Even ants have feels
Remember that
As you stomp all over
Mother earth's
World
Your earth
My earth
The world's
Earth

It's creepy to think that in the very few steps you've taken day in and day out,
How many alive and then dead
once walking, now sleeping
Once took those  same very few steps
That we day out and day in
Often take for granted

My explanation of manipulation
Is simple
Cross the I and dot your tea

im at a stand still,
im in a lost state,
im at a
should i move forward,
should i believe my intuition,
should i lie that its true?
should i forgive myself
for giving up on something
that i once wanted
to find out
what is new

Try to catch me and I'll slip out of your palm
Like ice
Melting,
Try to breathe me in but your nostrils feel blocked
Try to find me online
And I'm invisible like
A ghost
Try to copy me
But I'm just a voice
childlike
Try to get near me
But I'm plastered on every
News paper
Radio and
Internet
Who am I?

Do not speak to mad people
They will run their mouth
Right out your door
Your neighborhood
And all the way to the next town
But if you get too carried away
You will see
That madness
Breeds inside
Of humanity.

You wake up
Better than tomorrow
And fall asleep
Better than today

your worth is never measured in
likes
smiles
hugs
kisses
***
beauty
weight
energy
intelligence
e­mpathy
sympathy
friendliness
happiness
sadness
anger
or how approachable you are or arent
worth is measured in the same way a clock should be
thrown in the trash so you can start to live life the way you were meant to
through the eyes of you
and not through other peoples!

Tonight I relived our life
Heck I relived our story
But I didn't give in
I didn't pick up the pen
Tap into my fears
I didn't pick up a pencil
I just listened for once
And as the seconds turned to minutes
For once clocks
Time
And us
Really felt incredibly man made

What are the chances
That if I let you stomp all over my parade
Let it rain on the daily
That you'd
Feel content
Even happy?

You can't be happy being someone you aren't
You can't replace them
You can't be them
It can be unhappy being you
Until you're clear what
You is truly you

I'm trying to be present
But I'm sorry
Sometimes presents
Don't come
Wrapped in a pretty
Bow!

your past dont define you,
but your @$$
might

**** 2 birds with one stone
Break two hearts
But not grow
Save yourself
But lose hope
Risk your inner sanity
By conforming
To all of humanity
Btw
What is family ?

Follow your heart
It is the compass that leads to
Chocolate
Icecream
Sundaes
Days of sunshine
Days wrapped in fuzzy blankets
Swimming almost ****
******
Sky diving
Diving through space
Finding space with certain people
Boundaries


To be continued..