What if we weren't a people who admired external appearances?

What if instead of:
Our eyes, existed our favorite color;
Our hair, existed our favorite food;
Our bones, existed our life stories;
Our heads, existed our knowledge;
Our ears, existed our favorite music;
Our smile, existed our favorite joke;
Our hearts, existed our capacity to love.

Would you still find someone beautiful?

That piece of paper
Runs your life.
It causes you fear
And desperate strife.

The government takes
And leaves you empty
For that piece of paper
Is a lifeline of plenty

We print the paper
Distribute it to all
pay for meaningless things
And suddenly we fall

This piece of paper
Ruins our lives
Leaves us broken
Fearful through the night

For we need this paper
To succeed in our society
To be viewed as "priveledged"
As everyone wants to be

When is this paper
Going to cease
Running our lives
And causing defeat

I want to burn this paper
It doesn't define who we are
Our importance is known by God
And we are as magnificent as His stars

We were created by
The most majestic being
The one whom we believe in
The one we love without seeing

This paper breaks our connection
With the one and only bond
We have with each other, ourselves
And our one and only God.

It begins;
lightly.
As if someone
were gently
tapping
upon your skin
with eyelids
closed,
imagining a world
that could've been.
It begins to fall
harder now,
as guilt and doubt.
Slowly soaking
in regret.
Harder now,
it falls.
Flooding.
Masking memories.
Feelings of happiness
excitement, eagerness,
love.
Gone.
The soul craves
salvation
from thoughts.
Though God
answers this plea;
the past still remains,
but the tears
stop falling
as if
they were rain.

Everyday
I live
With this feeling.
A feeling of pure
Regret.
Nothing more,
Nothing less.
Why
Did I hurt
The one person
Who would
Never
Dare to hurt
me?
A shout
Into the
Void
Is my desperation
For your voice.
And bucket list ideas
Accumulate in mind
To share them with you
As I look
Out the window.
Longing for your
Touch at 12:05am
After we agreed we'd
Be sleeping by midnight.
And still I dreamt of you
Every night
Of happiness
Our sunsets
Our laughter and bananas.
The times when I sang
When you played
Countless songs with pure
Greatness.
You were light to darkness
I wish you could fill
Again
With the lantern
That was once
Your smile
That I'd kiss every day,
every night in my dreams.
Wrapped in your embrace
I felt home.
I want to be home.
Please,
Call me home.

There is a funny way life drives you through.
It is difficult, it is painful and without a clue.
There are many paths you can take,
But you can only walk through one at a time.
And if you choose the wrong one,
Life beats you, but still expects you to go on.
Life brings joy and happiness as well,
Don't think only "horror" in life dwells.
It gives you others to lead you through.
It shows you who is there no matter what you do.
Life always tends to fight with death,
And sometimes death is the champion.
For it takes innocent loved ones or any who dwell in life,
And blames it on life alone, so we reproach it for death lies.
Death laughs in our face, over and over and over again.
It calls us a "naïve creation" for being so blind,
We **** our own everyday, just like we **** our minds.
We think with abortion there is something we will gain.
Life is upset because each day we care less.
It fights for us to take the right path but we go our own way.
Life wakes us up from unconsciousness and helps us not to astray,
But we reject and blame life for our own mistakes.
Life doesn't leave us, for we know not what we play.

Life is but a game,
And we are the pieces.
We're put here for entertainment,
But we leave here defeated.

No one is a victor in this game,
As much as one would disagree.
We're all captives together,
Never to be set free.

But in this game,
We do have a quest.
To find another like ourselves,
And give them our very best.

You're my solution to this quest,
The one I've been put here to find.
The one I need to get through this game,
The one I could never leave behind.

You make me feel whole inside.
You make me feel complete.
When I'm with you in this game,
we successfully compete.

I need my partner,
My best friend by my side.
As we endure this fight together,
Your survival occupies my mind.

To see your dazzling smile,
Is the fuel I need to survive.
This game is wretched,
But together we thrive.

It's taken me a while,
To find you in this game.
But now that I have found you,
In my heart you'll forever remain.