The feeling where your insides are in slow motion
You begin to feel your heart beat
Only hearing what is repeating in your brain
Making up fictional thoughts
Focusing on what is not real

The feeling that makes you go deaf
Your concentration is on one thing only
There is nothing in the moment that could help it
Mesmerized by what is not real

The feeling of being desolate
Emptiness brings bitterness
As sweet as this may be
You lose your appetite for it
Craving what is not real

What I said you can't define
A chill that runs down my spine
It lingers down my veins
Am I here? Am I sane?
You look at me like I'm crazy
You haven't said a word and just maybe
You want to leave
and let me be
I cannot move
I'm in the state of infirmity.
They call me ecstatic
In fact I am enigmatic.
I did it again and realized I am alive.
You cannot bare to see me here
In this insane trance I fear.
Just set me free
Into the rain, from all the pain
Down the drain, through the hole
I see no light, everything white.
I might be dead?
No more me sick in the head.
Life has become lucid,
but did you see what you did?
The power you had to make me mad?
Will you hark back to my old talk?
Or will you walk,
Away from me?
Leave me here
Let me be.

I feel like I am suffocating
There is a small hole
A tunnel to my memory
A place that is not empty
Some place where my breath takes me
A tunnel with no air at the end
But things I remember
Things I always will see
Eyes shut with mouth
I don't breathe here
I just see
Observe
Recall
Cry
There is no more but black now
Nothing but fear and paranoia
Speechless and despondent
I can't breathe;

Oh, mind, do you mind me minding?
I'm finding it hard to open my eyes,
It's blinding.
I see only darkness in here.
She kind of likes the feeling of fear.

Oh, mind, why is this pleasure unknown?
True happiness is found when you are alone.
Why do the aimless things linger in my head?
Are they incidental? I remember what everyone says.

Oh,  mind, I'm minding the path to my soul.
I hear my heart beat after all.
Just as a soulless beggar on a drum
I pass by and begin to hum.
Thoughts turn into song,
Her thoughts turn into wrong.

Oh, mind, do you mind me minding?
I'm finding it hard to open my eyes,
Sorry for wandering.

The only thing I see
Is their  beauty.
The cold look was hypnotizing
Those hidden eyes mesmerizing.
Then it took me to insanity
Controlling my body.
After came anxiety
Felt like someone shot me.
I dreamt about the brumal night
When our outs touched ins
The falling walls of sin.
I lay there beside you
A stranger I thought I knew.
To me you were my secret
Now I wish we never met.
Now I wish I never said it
The words of love we always regretted.

We need more pens
Why do we need more pens?
Because with these pens
We will write cool things
We can write poems:

Poem: Not Tangible
Space can't be ****** with
What is tangible
Humans are tangible
We can touch,
We can take
We don't need; we want
We want because we are
attached to the touchable beings
Being is hard; letting things be is hard
Being me means free
Free me
Please let me be  
I don't feel tangible.

I dreamt of something terrifying
So I can keep my pulse fast and find
That you have to try and keep
These thoughts going and going till you sleep
There once was a time where I tried to think
And blink and blink
For I won't sink
To the bottom of the blue
I do not have faith in what I do
So I believe and believe
This habit will leave
I do not care
I wish to see
Because there will be a day
When I wake up
And close that door
I never thought I would shut
Listen. I am hear
Loud and leer
At myself with weak trust
Because I think and thought
Over and over again till my memory rots
Because I am a human and we are not all sane
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Punched me in the guts
I know that I can't tell you it
You already know
Saying what ever is on your mind
Is saying what ever just whatever?
I showed you the part
Apart of me
A part of me
Part of me isn't going to be
Because what ever I can be
I will be
But what is a matter? I do not.
Punched me in the guts
I tried to say it
But you could not.

You wake up and just start writing
Anything that is on your inflated mind
Your mind filled with thoughts, thoughts that
Are good, bad, sad, happy,
And you're just overwhelmed by its ability to hold such a capacity of all these emotions
Emotions you cannot control because we don't understand the way it works
Or even how we work
We don't understand the way people work
The way people see and do things
No control over anything
Sometimes we find ourselves doing something
That we couldn't see ourselves doing
And people tell us we're doing these things
Because everyone else can see too
But that's life right?
You do things just to remember you're still alive or even existing
Or just so other people can see you exist
I can sit here and see if I am still here
Stay here and see if I am still there.

Pablo is the drum that never stops beating
A sound that you can hear for miles
You can feel the good vibrations that surrounds his aura
A passion for music, an urge to go faster, and an endless amount of unconditional love  for everything
His words of wisdom
The actions we use day to day
Taught by him
and the seed of knowledge that he shared with all of us
We will take the seed of Pablo and plant it into the universe
For him and for all to eat from the tree of life
He has left us
Thank you Pablo for the music and the  frontside grinds. You are the sound.

A place where we feel minuscule
All the gray soaking our vision
Pushing for comfort
Faster for fear
The whole city on our glossy eyes
Not sure what route we will take
As long as our paths meet at the end
In our tiny city, with our big hearts
We come together as one
The moon connects us
If we keep our chins up
Pushing for comfort
Faster for fear
Away in the distance
The beautiful words of love
Pablo is always near

Swallowing dejection
The throat is throbbing
Fog is appearing
And smoke is covering
A reclusive setting
With no more company

An obstinate mind
Eyes set on you
Batty and insane
The color turns blue
Wasted feelings
Drunk off tears
Minimal breathing
The end is near.

It's like I try to close my eyes
But when they shut
My head starts to pound
I think about how attached I am
To the things that don't really matter
Beings that don't really be
An outrageous amount of broken beauty
Every little piece is there
But I always find myself
Gazing at what I think is real
Thinking about its existence
Wishing it was reachable

TAKE A STEP INTO MY MIND
THE SEA OF WHAT I SEE
VIVID COLORS,
PROBABLY A TUNE; SOME SINGING
WANDER TO THE RHYTHM
LET THOSE BONES SHAKE FREE
CLAP YOUR HANDS
FEEL YOUR BODY MOVE
LET ME HYPNOTIZE YOU INTO A TRANCE OF DANCE
I KNOW YOU ALREADY KNOW HOW TO
WAKE UP IN YOUR OWN HEAD AND FIND
YOU ARE NOT BLIND
YOU SEE THE SEA TOO
WE ALL WALK TO THE BEAT OF OUR OWN DRUM
BUT THANKS FOR PUTTING YOUR FEET IN MY SHOES.

How sad can blue make you?
Is it because of the silence too?
Where do I begin telling the truth?

One day I will be as lonely as a ship out in the blue
Spinning down a whirl pool spiral loop after loop
I know it will be over soon.

My heart begins to beat faster and faster until my veins break loose
And again I bleed everywhere, but this time blue.

I fall into this emotional lagoon
It makes me despondent and there is nothing I can do,
But to wait for this anxiety to pass, and I can subdue.