Is winning really the only option?
Happiness the only outcome?
Who dictates us
in the conscience
of our own
desolate
minds

Love is giving
As a river
it rages through
every being
to thrive in
the soul,
bathing the
essence of
Life

Either Love or Hate
Though
choose wisely

you're going to die anyway

with either a smile or scowl
though
both end indefinitely

Thoughts revoke
only slender folk,
scribbling as hard as can be
though not one see
what it is.
A clouded mind
a smile as kind
as the one you are.
Not one can see
what you could be.
Only I see you
as bright and true
as you can be
Thoughts revoke
Not one slender folk
can clear the vines
in the sight
of you.
Clouded by the minds
only who,
see You.

Life, like a boat
is going down someday.
When that day comes
I want to be the captain.

As I look in the mirror,
I see myself,
My pale eyes,
my bare emotions,
my scarred soul
though, when I am with you,
your twinkling eyes,
your luscious hair,
your golden heart
As I look in the mirror,
I see,
You

Eyes like
sparkling emeralds,
hair like raging rivers,
skin as pure as starlight,
thoughts as bright as the sun,
heart like molten gold.
The rainforests, she touches,
the oceans, she dives,
the prairies, she runs
the rivers, she flows

Though she is always there,
people forget.

I do not

Sometimes
silence says more
than empty words
because
the golden ratio,
2 ears,
one mouth


...



yup,
it works

Only dreams dig up your rawest emotions from the bottom of your heart, connecting them with reality to thrum the strings of emotion in your life, creating the most beautiful songs ever, only ever heard by you
Only Dreams lead you to be truly free, to be truly happy, to be truly...

"You"

To **** a bug would be to take a life
There are over one trillion bugs in the world
Would it make a difference?

There are seven billion people in the world
Would you **** one?
Would it make a difference?

The wheel in the sky keeps turning
pushing the silver scented satellite
ripe for the picking
though soft,
peach fuzz
adorns the highest peak
and flows in silver
drops of sunlight
down into its
slowly beating heart
tucked away
in the stardust
of the night's
blooming garden
of light

Trailing across
a little window
small words wrapped
in love
falling into the drop boxes
half worlds apart.
<3

Black and white
still moments captured
in a different time
only once passed.
Millions lying
on the wall of
my heart,
Many more
to come

When in the afterlife,
the gods will ask you
two simple questions.
The first,

Were you happy?
The second,

Did you make others happy?


Choose Wisely.

What is the difference
between reality and fiction
if we do not truly
Believe?

The mist fills my eyes
amid soft surprise

Fading in my mind
running out of time

help

Its gone,
all gone

life goes on

my eyes are pools
my brain, a spring

yet,
no fish swim

I drift among the stars

why... me?

Nothing is left

The water is gone

I am stripped of everything
bare to the bone
my soul lies
in a malevolent sea
burning with hope and love
in the shadow
of darkness
my heart burns bright before it hits me
forcing me under
my light cannot be seen.
and all hope is washed away

though, as the oceans calm

to the surface,

still burning;



I Rise.

We are all
bound to one tree
to be spread
as seeds
are tossed into the breeze,
we are all strangers
to one another
though,
somehow,
we are
One

The lights go by,
glittering fireflies,
sparse friendships found

on streets afflicted by a cracked mirror
only seen by me

Lights flicker in flowing windows,
barriers restricting everything
but light,

hollow light,

no love


in the barren streets,

Thinking
of You

Essence below which I lay
on slowly drifting clouds
of stardust, waiting in hope
for my eclipse to pass me by
as you twinkle far above
plastered on my celestial ceiling,
wanting each and every night
to last forever...

Each and every
morning, the lamplighter
lights the lanterns
of our hearts,
casting shadows that
penetrate our souls,
awakening our emotions.
And, each and
every morning, our
eyes are opened

Falling, the water envelopes me,
I am in the middle of all,
silence, darkness,
life, death,
warm, cold,
waves crashing against,
eroding, washing away,
slowly but surely.
the tides, like marionettes of the moon
endlessly flowing,
rising up to fill,
draining away to empty.
Waves like an army,
conquering all,
I am standing on a beach
watching the waves
to never cease
the windswept caves
the hole-ridden rocks,
created by destruction
calm, chaos,
there is no difference but,
the Sea

A trigger, gleaming in the black light
Pulled, for the sake of many,
though, not for all
Something clicked inside,
lost in the fire of arms
A sound of silence.
Explosions rock the field
my eyes lock with the hunt,
my bullet flying straight and true
nothing touches as it flies,
His eyes flit to mine,
blood drenched shirt;
shining scarlet.

He falls.

His thoughts cutting a deep trench in my mind
children...family...love.....
all lost in the sound of silence
His body lies forgotten
lingering like the falling smoke
to be brushed away to the sky

My gun still cocked,
safety still down.
A needle, trailing a thread
stringing up the souls of the dead.
Never forgotten

The sound of silence

Ringing,
through the sky

A mirror of water filling a void
framed by the weeds of cleanliness
to the soft wind blowing
green on green on green
though bypassed by the sparkling
eyes of a newcomer,
the wisk of grey air reveals;
the Sound of Water

Our secrets locked away
Inside our tiny minds they sway
feeding our hearts with emotion
they swell like the deepest ocean
overcoming our pain, killing our sadness,
freeing our creativity, freeing our soul, freeing...

Ourselves

Time is endless
As a flower
in the wind, it
sends its seeds through
the senseless halls
of space to bud
and grow in the
endless expanse
of heaven

My hand a knife as I cut vivid inscriptions in my mind,
Blood rain falls at my touch, anchoring me to my thoughts,
I am controlling the madness of my broken heart as it pumps
ink out of the pen, my scrawling hand dripping, dancing like the devil.
The gift of eternity with my thoughts in a single second
The moon as my friend,
Me as my company.

Always lonely,
Never alone

Physically, I am there
Mentally, I am not
Standing in a room
fluid motion around
me, I do not recognize it.
I am with my thoughts now
nothing can shake me
I am floating on the ground
Realizing that I cannot realize
Seeing the world in a new dimention
Panicking through unfamiliar eyes
Arresting my grip
I am there
though
I am not

People are not smart because they know things,
They are smart because they have a will to learn

If people started liking the
Journey

Better than the
Destination

Life would be a lot more enjoyable.

One who does not give questions
will not receive answers

the most hurt
comes from the people that don't understand you

and most problems
come from the people that do