what you've done is put
my worst fear
into my hands
made it
tangible
shattering hopes i had
and feelings too strong
thought you might be
worth it
put too much effort
time moved too fast
but i did enjoy
that time we had
showed too much skin
for one to know
without reciprocation
now its done
i still don't know
love

this is the end

the landscape is not painted with large words
in which you need a dictionary to assist in meaning
it is for the layman

the foreground doesn't lead way to a background
with a larger picture, full of insight and intrigue
it is for the layman

the colors are not pretty and all encompassing
they are dark and dreary much like the world you're inhabiting
it is for the layman

nothing is dressed up, made up, or made over
there's no makeup covering the flaws and imperfections
it is for the layman

I've been reduced to a fraction of who I thought I was
realizing who I had become, by the screens
portraying images and spouting words I thought were true
one day you wake up, wake up from a false reality

you were a child once, playing, wishing, wanting
never thinking about the world you inhabited
the mothers and fathers drudging along everyday
unhappy and ashamed their lives turned into a choreographed dance

now here you are, of age, in college, getting a job
unimpressed with the way society has molded you
to become just another game piece like your parents in their dance
using you and abusing you, you're just a means to an end

Dare you falter, dare you, they indoctrinate you, brainwash you
so if you dare, you fret and stress and don't want to live
you beg for an escape from the harsh world surrounding you
but be brave, do it, jump off the metaphorical cliff

fill your soul with the passion and desire a human being deserves
rather then the futile toils of rote mechanicism they have made your world
feel something more raw and powerful then they could ever give you
because they are nervous and scared that if you wake up they will tumble

I don't want to forget this night
when heavy became the air
after spooky stories and real frights
a bigger punch you had the whole time

Heavy my heart but open my eyes
tonights a night full of surprise
a night to learn a thing or two
about myself but especially you

thank you for sharing and opening your heart
not an easy thing to do in front of those you dont know
but you must have had to get it off your chest
or why else even mention it

on a mound in circular form
you talked, we listened, you had the floor
hope this helped and you feel obliged
to come back another time

id like to be your friend
i know how it hurts to be lacking

half dead
in a dream
dazed for days
where am I?

wide awake
is this real
drugs, fine doses
who am I?