On a dark and stormy night
the world may seem so filled with plight
you try to run, you try to hide
but find the end no where in sight

Frustration, indignation, envy, duplicitous behavior
Running madness in your mind
Judging others, negative vibes
These thoughts desecrate the joys in life

Underground shakes of the earth
The elements thundering in
Volcanic eruptions, earth quakes and storms
So many ways that destruction can be formed

In the middle of your darker days
remember stars shine bright in the darkest space

Creation was a gift for all those who seek
Speaking words of wisdom is the key
An ocean of love keeps the peace
Steadfast on a path towards your destiny

The sound of birds when your feeling the vibe
The feel of a soft breeze drying your tears with time
The touch of the ocean on your bare soles
Love is wherever you allow it to roam

Manifestations made from creations
We are here to play with you
Gratitude is an attitude of love
showing the world what made you

Choose to be a light in times of darkness
The mark of an authentic sapient
Apathy creates prostration
Giving in to anything that takes you

Shine like the galaxies above
Reflecting all the lights that shape you
Don't forget you have eyes of your own
A perspective no one else can own

In your betrayal
you blame your clouded mind

You're like the wind
         soft and gentle at first,
                                   suddenly
               without much notice
there is a sandstorm

You are like the sky
blue filled with sunshine
As I begin to smile,
                                    the grey clouds roll by
                                   and that thunder strikes!
me, dead!
straight in the heart..
you knew where it was from the start

You are the tempest
                  speaking sweet words
                                            only to take them away

You are a beer my dear
I may enjoy you for a moment
but my allergy will shortly take notice
You wont be saving me when I am laying motionless

As streams run down my face,
You ignore them with manipulation
Then demand to receive some sort of stipulation
you scream as though I am a disgrace
you claimed to love but only give more pain
How can you think the two are the same?

I realize now,
Your clouded mind was never mine to clear.
You have shown me for the last time
Who you are with me in mind

I hope you find a joy that is true
                                                     even after all the pain
I wish the same for me and you
To see lifes blessings
                          through
                                 and through

From one broken soul to another
I won't deny, I am no model
May we both see
Life is filled with many
woes and defeats
but there is so much more
that loving ourselves can do
in helping us to heal and know what is true.
But it is time to finally say goodbye to you.

Like stars in the somber night
the spectacle is worth the show

I see you

perfecting yourself
Melting ice into a stream
flowing with the land

I hiked for miles and found you there
what a time we had

A light your shining
ripples out into the ether
making you a star

and I am ever grateful
just for knowing who you are.

An apple falling,
Questions gleaming from the mind,
knowledge calling.

Remember how to breath
to slow it down masterfully
Its actually your right to BE
in a world where there is so much diversity
the moments are passing through time
Remember to laugh it off
everything is alright

Its only a greeting
No need for word speeding
Hello
Whats you name?
I can play this game.
You can get your point across
I can hear what you have to say
Why am I trembling?
A question shakes my mental structures
and internally I am lost
I go blank
I panic
Now I can't even remember what the question was?
Oh ****,
now I look like an idiot.
I start to breath a little harder,
and I feel like I need to sit..
I escape.
No friend made.
What a pain.

Captured
Like a bird in a cage
A mangled body caught in a trap
But everything looks fine if you can't see that

Beauty is what they say they see
All I can see is the fear engulfing me
Making me mute
afraid to alter the environment
for I am sure to lose!

Oh, and lose I do!
They pity my attempts
They call me sweet and kind
but see a broken child in my depths.

I suppose thats what I am
A broken child at best
I could never break free
being born into a tangled mess

It is no ones fault
They did the best they could
I simply do not know
What it is I was meant to do.

Do I not know enough?
Am I not strong?
Why is it I feel, I do everything wrong...

What do I do now?
Voluteering at a loss
My anxiety to speak
Seeps through my teeth
Effecting the room
so no one "bothers" me.

But they aren't a bother...
I wish I could talk
I don't mean to be mute
It just feels like Im blocked

My mind goes blank
and all I can do is smile
i just want you to know...
I am more then just a child....

Stay with me and talk
don't ask me questions
It is nice to hear your voice
Can't hear mine?.. oh, please don't mention it!

Just tell me where you come from
What you love and what you don't
Why your here and how its been
It would be so nice for me
To just listen peacefully

Sometimes I feel it would have been easier
Being born without a voice
So others would understand
It really isn't my choice.

From the mobsters to the members
A hunter to a fur coat wearer;
A president and the people
Gaurds and peace seekers
Officers and rebels
Brown or yellow
White and black

What difference is there?
Are we not all in this together?
Breaking apart together?
Finding tiny joys to live for with one another?

Why is it so hard
to stop judging right from wrong?
To see the world in color
and be creative with out harm
harm to ourselves
and to those who are in this with us

no one is against us
only against themselves

still we choose to continue to defend ourselves
forgetting we are all people
experiencing the material body
fighting against illusions of image and standards
We are all here now

Still, why do we compare?
compete as if its fair?
what is fair?

We all want to be unique
and we are
but our 'uniqueness' must be worth more then "theirs"?

How does this make sense?
When its only taste is bare?

The separation and segregation
they say to compete is to grow
I say to support is to know
Support what is good
which is as broad as life.

Comparing seems to me
as an equal to shaming
is it not?
Or is it something only I have had to fought?

This house in the hills
Mountains I should say
far from the cities
or from people who play

I enjoy the solitude
the pup who sleeps by me
the man who comes back home
to endearing company

This adobe house, built by human hands.
No machinery needed, helping tend the land.
The river flowing near, and the magpies who visit.
I do enjoy this home, and the people who are in it.

Still, this place lacks joy
from the kids whos laughter echos through the world
from the corners of my mind
an emptiness spreads, and i can not help but feel a lonliness instead.

I am too young for children
I have not learned to teach
I have not learned to reach what is needed to find peace
so what is it I lack?
What more could I seek?

Why should I feel a depression that runs this deep?
Does my past still hold strong
to the young one I once was?
What more do I need.. to finally feel strong?
Do I not understand, my desire to know more
before I bring little ones into this world?
who am I anyhow, to mother, to teach
To preach any message, to those who know peace.
To those who know joy, and more then I remember.
To the ones who are divine with enjoying simple pleasures.

How can I at twenty two, enjoy my life in simple pursuits?