mental illness is not going away it is in our face daily we need to have a system that works, so:
address it
accept it
pursue it
my experience is just a microcosm of what is happening in our society mentally
everything trickles down to the root- mental health and unless we address the root of the problem we will continue seeing tragedies like columbine and sandy hook
what took so many lives
what will it take to wake us up and
realize we can't keep on keepin
on this way
we need to address the root the
right way.

my mind a canvas-
and what better surface
to create upon
mold and shape upon

there is no wrong medium
I'll use acrylic and oil
I'll use basics
like crayon and marker

or something sharper
like sharpie so it's permanence
won't leave the landscape
of my brain

I'll use gesso and white out
to layer upon each layer
later I'll peel them off
one by one to see the
initial outcome

and if I don't like it-
I'll change it
because I'm an artist
and as my mind as the canvas,
I think, what better surface to work with.

this mornings forecast: sunny skies
I'm now feeling alive
so ******* ready
for life.

despite the predictions
of heavy snow and rain
an eternal sunshine is
blooming in my brain

this evenings forecast: winds variable and light
I'm now feeling alive
so ******* ready
for life.

I've now begun to realize
it's ok to be ok.
it's alright to be alright.
looking at the bright side,

letting go of
the past,
yet still having full grasp
on what is mine.

tonights forecast: a starry night
I'm now feeling alive
so ******* ready
for life.

clear skies no, no shooting
stars, but this luminous
moon is just so vibrant

like a bright day in
the middle of night
living on an entirely
different universe

traveling the wavelenghts
ready to take flight
I'm now feeling alive
so ******* ready
for life.

reaching toward to sky
kneeling to the earth
appreciating the reward
from now on,

avoiding any natural disasters,
according to my
weather report.

we the crazies
we the maniacs
we the psychos
we the insane

this is blooming
in our brains
we want to
inform you-

we the people
are all untamed
like them monkeys
and apes

WE are in so many
ways the same
treason upon this
****** terrain,

tell us- define
to us all what
the **** is sane

whats normalcy
or regularity...

we the crazies
we the maniacs
we the psychos
we the insane

want so much
to stop pointing
fingers,

and end the blame
game.

like why judge
them
because you just
don't understand
em'

lookin at em' like
"whats wrong with you?"

we just have to
tell you all
the truth-

this hurt
and pain we
feel on the
daily

yes we may
be deemed
"crazy"

but we also
have dreams
and aspirations
friends and families

and we just need
the help
cause' we
can't all call out,

"please save me"

we the crazies
we the maniacs
we the psychos
we the insane

just need to
be heard
be voiced
be given the same

equal opportunities
and choice
have a shot
at a better life

not only because
we can but
cause' we
WANT
and the will
to live is stronger
than the will to die

so we the crazies
we the maniacs
we the psychos
we the insane

have the strongest
innate power within
to survive this pain

I did not feel
full
not in the way
one feels after a

hearty meal.

as it settles
inside the stomach

except I did not
want to get rid of it.

I had only had
half of it-

though two halves
make a whole,

I thought there are
one million ways to

purge the soul.