My two weakling hands on my delusional head
A face tattooed with tear lines of anguish and perplexity
I am sick and tired of being sick and tired of this game

Many are sea sick with zipped lips in this freezing old ship
Precious dreams and lives; thrown overboard
Let me plead one more time with this heartless captain
We are charting upstream against the current, Sir
Sir! Please sir
Our lives and the lives of the next generation;
                                                                                  In your hands
Do you not care that we are perishing
He has a big navigational map on the wall
A gargantuan telescope in his hands
Alas, he is blind
Blind man will crush the blind into an iceberg
He is distracted by his own personal greediness;
Woe unto us, he is not far from a two hundred feet iceberg
He reminds me of the titanic
He has a crew who are not seas worthy
They are wearing their office like they are on vacation
The cry and the wisdom of the weak falls into deaf ears
Sir, do you not care that we are perishing!

Can you be my camera for a minute, Sir?

Focus below deck, sir;
Children without formal education
The future generation is today’s labor engine
They walk on the thin line of child...
Child, what?
Child slavery, Sir
They are brain washed
Manipulated and abused

Zoom on the mid-deck, sir;
The young jobless internet savvy
A storm tossed creative thinkers
A young generation with no future
A future neglected without action plan
Driven to push through the storm
One direction; the wrong direction
They are the masters of...
Masters of?
Masters of internet fraud and drugs, Sir
Gang banging is their security
Just like a candle under the night wind;
Their light goes off prematurely in lightning speed

Zoom a little high on the upper deck, sir;
Square pegs on rounded holes
Mismanagement and embezzlement
Unpatriotically obsessive creatures
Fanning the toxic flames of an aged ship
While expertise waste at the shore for decades

Will you anchor?
Will you pause and reflect

His words: acidic
Emotions: volcanic
Problems: oceanic

If angels rules; would have cry to them
Maybe they would hear the cry of the weak

Grant us safe voyage,
Thou that watch over the weak
Be our anchor in the midst of the storm
May we not sink in this sea of incompetence
Be our strength and hope in this journey to the unknown
Father, if it be possible be our captain and lead us to bliss

You and I are always together
in sweat and showers,
delicious dinners,
in choice, in trials, in travels
and at bedtime.
I watch you sleep and wonder
if we are together in dream.
Because I can never get tired of you.

not sure about much
not sure about anything, really
not sure of the last time you weren't floating around my head
wish I thought of myself as much as I think of you

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i'd like to delete everything i've ever written
exchange it for something more poetic,
like a code he'll never figure out, but keeps trying to
like a picture of a lighter being held close to my wrist
but we all know i can't bring myself to let flame touch skin
like a wish
that i'd never learned to write or think or feel
in the first place

In the midst of my confusion-
             I find peace,
Even though I haven't slept in weeks.  
              -is it justified?
I'm always asking questions like
           "how?" or "why?"
Because believing in something
      is just too **** hard to try.
             Can I compromise?
Please, can I compromise?
                Is it true that we only ever
              practice what we preach?
         And that everything in life
is simply based on our beliefs?
         Is this all a dream?
                 Is this all a dream?

I've come to accept that all of my worries about tomorrow and how I'll be remembered yesterday
has manifested itself into something far greater than stress.
And I know living with this
            state-of-mind
can only make every situation worse instead of ever getting better.
But right now,
       in this moment,
                     I am okay.

And that is good
enough for me.

There is a flower inside of you.
There is a light inside of you.
There is nothing you can do
to stop it from shining through.
That one night,
I said it was alright,
So we dropped every concern on the ground.
I never gave you my heart, and I'm not sure if I have yours,
and if I do, do not worry.
I will water you and hold you and tell you it's alright.
I'll show you the ways, make us forget all the pain,
And remember that strange summer day
We drove to the sea.
So take my hand,
I'll show you the ways,
And we'll build a castle out in the forest.
You'll be okay,
And so will I.
Life is just funny, sometimes.
Let's just settle our roots,
Take off our shoes,
And remember that there's a flower inside of me, too.