Because nothings worth the price they will staple to your head
What will be left of you when she repeats everything that we've said


What will be left of you?


As I lose myself in your subtle unannounced fame I grip tighter on the waist high poorly built stage
That's held, more than once, a new coming face - screaming with grace, to the crowd that can't wait...


Find yourself in rekindled faith


Falling deeper in love with the lyrical genius, I accept that he defines all I am unsure of,
giving in to the butterflies he knows won't subside -
take a moment
to slow down and
join me tonight


Is this moment everything you've dreamt of?


Safely tucked in the warmth of her bed, she relives all the fairytales her Dad never read..
completely consumed with the thoughts in her head...


Where were you this time?


She holds on to another memory, thankful for every second,
She knows tomorrow is never promised
so she gave up on the *******
and vowed always to be honest


But that is not costless...


As her eyes become heavy and her brain quietly calms down,
she sets aside the thoughts that stop the words from spilling out, she reclaims her crown ...


She controls her feelings now..


Finding strength in the fights that cut as sharp as your knife I refuse to accept I no longer have rights…and the pain you inflict won't be worth the sight
of the mascara covered
cheekbones
barely visible tonight


Pull me closer and breathe in life...


Sing through my soul
going high and then low
I hear the truth in your laugh
as gradually you become
the best thing of my past.


Don't stress the hard stuff slow down and relax


This moment could so quickly become our last so let go of your broken unfinished past and live for the seconds your heart let's you laugh


Walking together is always better when you can't find the path...

Walk with me.

The house I lived in was like a chorus
of five-hundred elementary school-age children,
singing with all their might.

No mention or worry
to whether they hit the right note or not,
all that matters is that they try.

The air rings with carefree melody,
dancing and charismatic.
Rhythmic- full of life, love, and passion.

The house I lived in was perfect--
in all its imperfection.

I hope that you smile at the butterflies that flutter on by, 
and chuckle at the things that seem awkwardly right,
I hope you lay in the field and stare at the clouds, 
Sink into the sand that won't let you out,
catch a fish so big your pole breaks in half
and cry so hard that you just have to laugh.
Laugh so hard you can't tap out
and scream so loud you loose the sound
because its the little things in life that really count.
And when the day seems long..like it just won't end..
Remember that tomorrow you start over again..
Nothing in life isn't worth the fight,
stand up for yourself and defend your rights
fight with dignity and demand respect
fight for this life, hold no regrets

Forever and always she made herself stand,
holding on to nothing but an ever-fleeting hand
Relentlessly holding an already shattered man
She blinded herself with his over-sized fans
 
Impressively outspoken she was nothing like them,
she allowed herself to simply comprehend
Always will you assume that which you "know,"
but please understand, this wasn't any puppet show
 
Never before had she really understood,
rhetorically she screamed at the deafening looks
Praying for more then a stiff right hook,
asking her nicely to move more than a foot
 
Bending and curling, spinning and twirling,
her mother never dreamed one day she'd be swerving
silver-tongued, smooth as they come,
she found a puppet master with more ammo then guns
 
One by one he strung them through,
he controlled every move she tried to pursue
Never did he think his strings could fall loose
One day they did and he was left with a noose
 
Puppet Master, haven't you heard?
You cannot put strings on this wild bird
She'll shake and **** until she comes untied
And when she gets out she'll stay out for life
 
Tiny dancer, break free of his song,
you knew you could do better, all along
Remember its true, just believe you are strong
And never again can they tell you 'it's wrong.'
 
Don't stress the small stuff, just move on
His strings are hers, and you're better off
Believe what you say and say it every day
The book can't continue if you don't flip the page

This could be brilliant,
but the static electricity is eating me,
the cause to the storm is unknown,
and there's poison leaking from your veins,

A story so raw,
Behind the green eyes that gave this world a name,
So bare, so open,

It's breathtaking--

                                        --In the literal sense of the form.

This writing spills like word *****,

The peircing cold is lonely;
but the burning bridges sting,

And it's all we've ever known,
to ****, to hurt, to succeed,
...and to love.

But to run?
My feet can only take me so fast,
and I've learned to give up that past.

The vast unknown I only call home,
The mixed signals and mixed drinks have brought me here,
And I can't shake this feeling,

I am a paradox myself
And no one can know the whole of me.

This anticdote of fables,
My treasure chest filled with lies,
My heart is the bare, lonely story,

**And only the pen can console me.

I have a story for you,

Come quick and listen

Take a seat this will only take a minute

This story is about a boy,

Young, maybe 5 or 6

Bigger then the world

Still slaying monsters with sticks

Fighting demons inside his Spiderman kicks

Running from sharks, no idea what this is

The playground his world, he was the king

He would fight anyone that dared to touch his queen

He opens his mouth spit out the words of his dreams,

Slow down a bit as you begin to see

Every picture that he is replaying with ease

He is pouring his heart out, speaks of explicit memories

Reliving a time when the ends met the means

Going back to that day when life was a breeze

There were No bills to pay, no boss to please

Just a sandbox and his skinned up knees

Just a teatherball and two missing teeth

no cares in the world when he was in that seat

There was no reason to wonder 'why are we'

the only questions to answer were answered simply


But as you listen to the story I tell,

listen to the words that fell from his mouth

take note of each one, line by line,

for this my friend could be the time

the stories he speaks automatically rhyme

and pictures are built as the story climbs

Higher and higher, the tears begin to fall,

and suddenly were at the top of a very tall wall

looking down on the people, they seem so small

but this is his kingdom, his place to brawl

these are his people, the words his end-all

for when he opens his mouth...

...stay quiet my dear...

do not speak back, don't even wipe the tears

let him continue, speaking without fear

see the weight lift off his heavy heart

this is what we call a piece of art

pure - real - free - childhood memories

a hand to hold is all he needs

remain silent, thankful, grateful and true

he will take care of his people, he will pay his dues

he will slay the dragons that try and fight their way through

he will remain at bay until the time is right,

beware of the rebel that hides in the night

I whisper to you softly in the frozen night
My breath reflects off the empty pipe
You look deeply into my open eyes
And the steal the words I try and find
You put your mouth on mine and breathe in life
Reminding me of the thoughts that got lost inside
I gasp for breath *
You smile as if you'd never seen death 
And suddenly I speak,
The words come out unbareingly softly..
Time slows down and the silence rings
My heart is waiting it wants to scream
And your answer is silenced by the Phone that sings
Back to bed my love, I'll see you in my dreams
Because in my dreams is where we live 
Where we dance and have everything to give
Where worries and struggles don't exist 
And every problem is solved with a kiss
No one is hungry and no one is missed
Just me you and everyone in bliss
My dream is full of the gardens you see
Vibrant colors and redwood trees
Garden nombs and endless ****
Open your mind so we can all be freed
Never Again will I watch your eyes bleed
For my saftey net surrounds you for eternity
But caution my love, don't you forget
It is here where the devil once slept*
Where the seas were angry and the serpents crept
Where the montsers appeared from under my bed
Where the man jumped off the 20ft ledge
The same place I hide all my worries and dread
But If this place is safe and you feel okay,
then take my hand and we can run away