I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.

I want you to take me in
In that softsweet way of a lover
                                                                     I love your skin like I love the infinity of beauty of the world
You're a treasure to me and you do what
So few can, you make me SMILE
What more could I ever want and yet
You can't let Her go.
I know she was your forever but
You saw me.
                                                                                                                                                  Forever can end.
My forever is gone
Betrayed by a kiss I didn't even receive
And jealousy
And I had it so much better than you do now.
I ache for missing what I no longer love
BUT SHE HURTS YOU
And She isn't even yours.
                                                                            Don't ever let somebody who doesn't love you hurt you.

Careful casting blessings in tongues not truly understood
It's said there is a serpent that entangles dragon's blood
And spitfire be a voice so loose with foolish finds
Looking towards inviting angels, but be the demons in disguise
Karmic value matters in existence past the alibis
So negligent some limbs behave upon the Tree of Life

Do you count the numbers or apply them?
Do the readings code the river stream?
Divine and simple too easy to believe
I'm starting to think that many will not in aeons, come to perceive
Regressing back into the caves
To fight the tigers with their blades

Spirit can always evolve, but beside the spirit remains an umbra
The serpent that binds  as the helix to merge with yours
Through the jungles in your mind and beneath your ocean's floor
Tempting to eliminate duality in disavowing ways
But comes the wave and overstep of the orchestra's score
Written by the master architect to arrest ophidian psyche force

As I lay there thinking about what could never be, I realized it wasn't meant to be, As I lay there dreaming about her soft skin, beautiful lips and brown eyes hair so long it touches her thighs, As I lay there thinking about how beautiful she was I realized I was blind to her personality, As I lay there I visualize the barbaric behavior she portrayed how beastly she behaved, As I lay there i comprehended that it was her very essence to be crude than I understood, As I laid there thinking about what could never be I realized there was a brutal beast deep in her beauty.

forever and always.
a very long time.
Flying along with the feeling of freedom. elation. sprouting wings, they shoot out from shoulderblades. Time to sour. Unrestrained, liberty and life in the breath of the clouds. Whole and Complete. Joy unending.
these things can't be written, only felt and forgiven. Unbidden, so, welcome still. Freedom of the soul can't be lost of sold. the way the music plays, crescendos and dances. Notes the most beautiful melody of joyous abandon.
Release. Fly.
Freedom in the waves, wings glide along glistening waters.
Sparkles.
Millions of diamonds dancing atop waters, delighting in the laughter of joy and, innocence. Wings unfurl, plummet through sky. no stopping no turning no end to this flight. Can't open or close, define or control. this freedom brings so, much, more. Words can't describe, minds can't imagine. Poets left wordless, musicians without notes.
Purity, not a definable thing. This love, that they sing. it isn't a definable thing.
release, be free. That's the song to be sung, nothing can come, near. Sweeping and swirling, with no worries simply twirling. unimaginable. uncontainable. the beauty of this freedom song. A dance, sweet flight, all things beautiful. Release and relinquish and be free inside. arms open wide, wings spread so free. on top of a cliff, overlooking the sea. Breaking. Free.
Forever and always, the love of which we sing. freedom comes at a price, I'm growing new wings. break. free. New and completed, ever appreciated. Perfection in imperfection, every bit accepted and, unabbreviated. No need to say no, to change or to bend. Just spread those wings and sour through the breath of the wind. Undivided and unqualified, yet utterly complete. Perfected in the sight of love consummate.
Flawless, fearless, freely flying, forever and always. such a very long time.
Perfectly broken and unintentionally flawed. Beautiful in the chaos of a world still in snow. Beautifully broken, all the battles have been won. sweet wings open wide, feathers glisten and gleam.
fly. fly.
fly free.

I remember it like it was yesterday.          She was my all.                                         She was my everything.                            My Pillar of strength!                               The person I'd talk to when I was down. The person who'd openly remove my frown.                                                    One girl who instantly changed my life!                            
She was there when I was insecure.         When I was timid and felt very poor.      From when I was confident and secure.  To when I was ignorant and un-sure.      
She completed me and made me feel whole.                                                   I was electricity,and she was coal.           I was David,and she was Victoria Beckham.                                               We had that instant. connection!              Like Jackie Chan and Action.                          

The two of us together were inseparable.                                          We had that Ross and Rachel kinda love.                                                      It felt like it was something far from above.....                                                   Until finally...Reality struck.                    
She suddenly started to change.           From her attitude.                                 Down to her swagger.                            She was just totally different

And she had the nerve to tell me that it was just a stage in her development....     But as I looked her,I could see there was no longer any sentiment....               She was doing her best to please the crowd.                                                    And she had the nerve to tell me that she was tryna "Make me proud".              
Then one night everything disintegrated.                                         At her party I found her kissing my best friend....who knew it would take a year for my heart to mend....                    
And then the next morning,I woke up and she was gone!                                There was no one.                                  Just me and my pillow!                          Just me waking up and hearing people say,"You reap what u sow"

we're the ones stuck somewhere between a passionate desire for life and a violent desire for death; trying to stop the hour glass from pouring its sand into the bottom half with a cigarette between our finger tips... we are scared and confused and contradictory...

and yea i guess
this is the human race
our compasses all
point to the same fate
but the beauty is seen
by those who dare to stray
we're all natural skeptics, anyway