My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
     universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
     reach my hands and play with pebbles of
     destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
     reading "Keep Off."

My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
     in the universe.

i've been staring
into the void
and it's been staring back
p u l l i n g me
closer
whispering truths
smoke billows
and i'm dancing
like the devil got ahold
of me
it's such an odd
and very specific world
i inhabit
my own personal
                  funky town
i need someone
to DROP THE BASS
directly on me
pull me to the center of the earth
then propel me into space
on magma and music
and i will laugh
all the way to the moon
berries and cloves and
deep bass and drums help
keep me sane
because i don't see
the place i belong
i don't think i belong anywhere
except inside
my own creations
alone,
i paint the paper
i scratch on the wall
i paint my body
i move
like the music
was born in me
...how do i find myself
when everyone seems to think
i'm right here?
trap music
trap me
drop the bass on me
because i can't find
a bass-less place
to be

Should I love clouds?
But they prevent me
From seeing the sun

I wonder how it'd feel like
To put my hands out
And touch one

Are they soft as cotton candy?
Birds love to dance in them
Or do they disappear at touch?
And fade into thin air?

I wonder what they see
When they look down at me
A heart of opal black
So pale compared to them
I wonder if they mock me
But what right do they have?
They travel on a journey
Of transient tragedy

And since I started writing
The clouds have moved along
They're indistinguishable from each other
Was this the one I saw?

The day is quickly fading
The clouds are not as glowing
The moon waxing and waning
The firmaments fade to black

But what about the sun?
For all its splendour is worth
By day the clouds conceal it
By night it's somewhere else

So, should I love clouds?
But they prevent me
From seeing the sun

Today's the day to be,
What truly matters to me.
Living the moment like there's no tomorrow.
Nothing holding me back, not even my sorrow.
Experiencing the glory of life, embracing all that is.
Watching the clouds pass by, the simple bliss.

Existence; be without resistance.
Life; hold no strife.

My Love.
Constrict not I will,
Acknowledge you and fill,
You will everlasting warmth.
Hold on to you.

The darkness of hopes
Are darker than dreams,
because they're almost dreams
but get crushed more often
They're the crushed dust we walk on
The sand papered bones of our dreams
Bleached white and forgotten in mind, but not in heart
Buried beneath the feet of people who've forgotten and your own
These almost dreams, that are your own fault, dig themselves up from the dead or not so dead and haunt you
Becoming your dark hopes, creating your dark dreams
The darkness of your old hopes brings down your new ones and dims down on your dreams
And the darkness of your hopes will bury you in your forever dark dreams

I feel shattered
All the pieces of my heart are scattered
All of the pieces are clattered
Every bone in my body feels scathed, like it has its scars
Like the pieces of my heart cut deeper into them than any glass could
It poisoned me more than the strongest poison a woman has ever made
The broken pieces of my heart cut into the bones of my fingers and palms
I keep trying to put it back together like it was, already knowing it won't look or feel the same
The blood that flows in my Swiss cheesed heart flows with all the broken promises you never kept and all the empty and faded dreams you decided to give to someone else
I try to use my salt watered tears to weather the sharp edges on my heart down
I drink, I smoke, and have *** with different men to get over you
But it doesn't work
I feel shattered
Every bone in my body aching from the deep cuts of my broken heart