A wretched world and a string of shiny stars
Spread out across the sky in neat patterns
Are the perfect metaphor for how I feel about you
The world being me of course, constantly moving
In circles either direction and never going anywhere
Ruining myself with the thought of you as the pills
And drinks go down destroying my insides
Because I cant get your beautiful shiny eyes
And the bright complexity of your mind
I wish so deeply to get involved in out of mine. Your
Ideas are the light bulbs that go off in the
Mindless TV I watch, trying to get my mind off you,
But I can't because it seems every night, whether it be rain
or a clear night sky, you are always there right in front
of me in a taunting but beautiful fashion I love so much

When you can't sleep
You're never really awake
But you're never really asleep.
Yes that was stolen from Fight Club
But it captures the feeling perfectly
Of restless nights
My mind is wandering everywhere
But then
Not moving at all
And i try to count sheep
1...2...3...4...
How does the universe work?
No stupid brain go to sleep!
But it doesn't.
I have to get up in 4 hours.
Is there even a point of sleeping now?
Or will this just be another restless night
Of endless wonder and sudden desires?
I try to sound poetic
But it's hard when you have to get up in 3 hours
And the sun is just hitting the horizon.
Darkness is still enveloping me though.
There is no escaping it.
Maybe that's what insomnia is?
Not being able to sleep, to appreciate the dark.
2 hours now.
I can hear a bird chirping.
I still haven't slept a wink
Maybe this pillow just needs flipped over
Again.
And Again
It's never really cold.
They should make that
1 hour now
I can hear people start moving on the streets
Fully awake and ready to start the day
Cup in hand
Focused
The alarm goes off
Or does it?
Thats weird
The clock says 11 PM.
Well, time for bed I guess.

Isn't it ironic? That every religion preaches love
but almost every war has started because of religion?
Because every religion seems to think that they're above
And that there has to be a division?
Why do churches preach love and then all we do is hate?
Hate our fellow brother and then think that we are saints
Say they're going to hell for that pork upon they're plate
But then it's okay, when they go and assassinate
In the name of their religion, oh so then its okay
Because they will go home and pray
Pray and they will be forgiven when they lay
their sins on the table to be judged by the alpha
It doesn't matter what they did in life but the omega
will let them in as long as they accept him into their heart
Nothing else is required, so nothing you need to start
in life. Life is essentially pointless. Oh wait, no its not
because you have to force your religion on the distraught
Whether they want it or not, because you sought
to find the answer as a robot but have you ever thought
What if this isn't how its supposed to go?      
Maybe there's something else I don't know?
Because some of you can't go any lower
You judge my lesbian friend before you even know her
And gay marriage has officially been evicted
And who did that? Benedict did
So two guys asked to get married and he said nope
But what's wrong with two guys wanting to elope?
Nothing. But everyone has a different interpretation
And it's different across the nation
So we have these different cults of Christianity
Thinking they're smart, but they're groups of insanity
And I don't think I can take this anymore
So if you see me passed out of the kitchen floor
My answer is pretty simple, no need to explore
It's the crazies outside my own red door

Love is like the rain,
because although when in the clouds,
the droplets may fall from the sky as rain,
they continue on for the chance of  
forming a beautiful crystal snowflake

Love is like the trees,
because although some die before
their prime, others live on for thousands
of years in harmony, and people gather
around and stare in awe at their beauty

Love is like the sun and earth,
because although the sun can not get
too close to earth, it still provides her
with sunlight, and energy, and anything
she needs to get through another day.

Love is like the dirt
because although it gets stepped on
everyday, it still provides homes for other
animals, and it provides plants what they
need to to grow and survive

Love is like nature
because too many times, people don't take
the time to appreciate it all of it,
but if we stopped and looked around,
we'd see how beautiful it really is.