If you have the expectation
you can avoid the unexpected
in life, then you will never
end up making a left turn
unbeknownst that it is right.

For it is the simple sense of you,
and the vulnerability, and the
admirable quirkiness within it.
The unquestionable understanding
of self stands atop the world.

And with wandering eyes, which
are unlike any star or moon,
and a bold heart that beats
beneath your chilled skin, you
hope to find a deserving warmth.

So you take this world by storm
and create waves that rush
and break even the smallest pebble.
A world that was not ready
for such a breathtaking force.

And this world was stunned,
ill-prepared to embrace this gift.
You threw the world off course.
Now caught in a strange situation,
he wonders what's next in store.

This world has been overcome
by a force it can't avoid.
But this force is something special
the world can't seem to deny,
so it's attempting to tempt it.

This world has been overrun
by a light that gives the blind sight,
something beauty can hardly describe,
something that is overpowering,
something that this world can't shake.

Your sight has livened this world
and made it greener in all corners.
And now whenever your bright eyes
set sight upon it's bountiful land
it is overcome by a storm of feelings.

But what this world is yet to know
is if this force is receptive.
Because this world wants to show
how it feels towards something
that is so unearthly beautiful

Inside and out.

I thought I saw you
when I was out walking through
the street yesterday

But its been so long
I cant hardly remember
the look of your face.

It was a blessing,
but also quite frightening,
knowing you're not here.

Sometimes I wake up
in the middle of the night
drenched in my own tears

Then I remember
my brain is just tricking me
and it isn't real.

I wish it was,
because I miss the days of old
when they had appeal.

Walking on the clouds
with your toes in the sand
you wave down at us.

I dont see you, though
Eyes neglect to see your hand
and all you have touched.

Several years have passed
since I last saw what it means
to live with reason

And that reason was
to fight until the last dawn
of the spring season.

You widdled a square
you were unfairly given
into a circle.

Well, in other words,
you shaped the lives of many
who were out of shape.

So on this great day
Ill raise a tall golden glass
to the cloudy skies

Cause you never know
if you'll see the sun again
before your demise.

I thought I saw you
when I was out walking through
the streets yesterday.

But it wasn't you,
because seven years ago
is far from today.

I’m losing my mind in this cold world,
for I lost all my blow in the snow,
so I went to Jupiter to meet with Jesus.
He told me I should go and find Zeus,
I told him that I already found him.
The look of befuddlement on his face
blended in with His beard.
I took a break to ring around the rosy,
half an hour later I had a **** nosebleed.

Everything out in space is chaotic
Where curiosity doesn’t constitute
craziness… Wait, does it?
I don’t know, my mind is racing against time.
Just as smoke dissipates out of fire,
You can’t put the pieces of Pandora’s
box back together.

Chaos and disorder came only after
the Big Bang.
But, what happens to all of us when
we stop expanding?
This everlasting expansion turns to a
controlled compression,
and we will no longer be in control
of ourselves.

We will no longer ponder the fate of
what is unknown,
but fear the fate of what we do know.
We will no longer seek to discover
what is hidden,
but settle with everything we do know
and become complacent.

While I do know I do not know
everything there is to know,
I will not float through space
without landing upon a star.

We all love to hate the things that hurt us
To draw the line that divides the two
Is like walking an invisible fence
In the ocean where the waves rage and rush
And we hate to love what cares for us
Because we're scared to get wounds that won't mend
When it's fear that will hurt us in the end
And puncture us with an elephant tusk
But what if we don't teach love or preach hate
Instead, exemplify how to balance
the two between two beams of blended light
where they compliment and don't complicate,
Perfectly mixed in a golden chalice
Where a single sip can change someones life.

One time i spent three weeks worrying about one hour of my life.
That's 503 hours at the expense of one, and 504 hours i can't have back.

I woke from sleep and looked outside today
to see that spring has sprung from infancy,
grass still wearing some snow like a toupee
and squirrels that are all but finicky.
I try to process all this imagery,
but my emotions are over my head,
so I sit in bed and smile wistfully.
I could be forthright with what should be said
and risk that it is misinterpreted,
or I could keep it in and let it go
and watch the opportunity lie dead.
Each spring a rose must bloom to be full grown
and blossom for everybody to see,
it's time I show the world who I can be.

I want to fly
I want to fly like a kite in the sky
where the sun shines bright
and the moon comes out at night.
I want feel the brisk air breeze
past the tips of my wings as I glide
over a forest full of autumn leaf.
Or an ice cap with the slightest layer
of snow that swirls like a hurricane
with the wind that blows.
Even a barren desert where the dunes
resemble a ripple the emanates
from stepping into a puddle.

I want to fly
Like a lone dandelion seed that
drifts like that of the oceans and seas,
any direction it may so please.
Or an angel above the clouds
where everything shines, simply
because the view is beautiful.
Because beauty is in the eye
of the beholder, who can create
a scene of anything to be seen.

I want to fly
Because flying is what freedom
feels like, and there is no better feeling
than that of feeling free.
Where the rarity of life can never be
overlooked, and you can understand
just what it means to live
And the only obstacle you could face
is the one most people allow
to break their wings, yourself.

I want to fly
Because I want to see everything
that this world has to offer, and
there is nothing to obstruct my vision.
Like peeking into a kaleidoscope,
except everything that you see
is a colorful, new opportunity
To make this world a better place
as it revolves around the sun annually
and ages ever so slightly.

I want to fly
Because these days everyone walks and
I would say that over time it has
become rather mundane.