We had forgone the laws
Every unwritten rule
And the world soluted  us

We did what we were told not to
And ran freely together 
Still the world soluted us

We did not love 
And we did not care
And the world soluted us

Theres was no great destination 
Only what was there 
But the world still soluted  us

If we fell 
The world would solute 

If we succeeded
The world would watch us fall

When we do not pose a threat 
The world will solute us all

A dark room and muted noise
A spotlight shining down
Tables set around the floor
For now there is no crowd

Your past invokes a conversation
While I hide mine in the shadows
You would give love with no provocation 
Yet you hide it in the shadows

Your not what I saw in the light
Your not what I saw in the crowd
What stands before me is not hideous though
I'd rather adjust to your ground 

So not a moment has pasted in the dark room
And the spotlight still shines
It bounces off your ivory skin 
And you stay frozen with time

I step hesitantly closer
I smile so I know you can see
Even if your past is fogged
Your future shines brightest with me

Suicidal like a black widows father
And angrier than the midnight tide
I told you twice but why'd I even bother
Like Jim Carey you lie

I love you because I know I can help you 
You hate me because I can't
Now I'm suicidal like a black widows father 
Trapped in a large apes hand

I fight and I squirm and I spin
Yet the grip is just too tight 
Suicide seems easier now
I just give up the fight

If I had said yes would you have told me you loved me
If I had said yes would you have stayed
If I had tried to change would you still be together
Even though you tell me now I'm not to blame

If I would have studied a little harder could we have made it all work
If I would have cleaned up a little more would it have gotten better
If I wasn't born would you be living happy lives
At times I feel like a cloud of bad weather

You sit me down and tell me it's okay
When all along I know your wrong
You sit me down and lie to my face
and expect  me not to be my fathers son

More riveting than the love we made
More memorable than the words you screamed
More tender than the bites on my neck
And more fulfilling than your future dreams

More passionate than our blazing embrace
And more rocky than your rodeo moves
More arousing than any position
Yet simply truer than what we can prove
 
And if you do not love me
And if I do not love you
And our hearts won't break
Than what can we lose?

When did society make its change
Around the time the good gave up the reins  
Before the egotistical corrupted its veins
And the storm even had a chance to break
That was our downfall
Ease and lax living became the dream for many
But lax living is simply  contradictory 
Life has no ease, only moments of liberation
Moments that if you contemplated them
You can grow
But no one likes change if it's not planned
Growth they can't contain 
It's like an earthquake that does more than shakes
It rumbles, it breaks
Not to destroy but to make way for growth
Stability is an illusion that dates back to the old
It's not true 
The best way to control change is to adapt
Catch the wave and ride it through
Waves aren't stable 
You have to be willing to drown in the process
If your not you'll be left swimming in the ocean
And you will drown in the process
Again this is where we went wrong
We don't catch the wave
We doggy paddle in shark infested waters while the rich and prosperous ride strong 
If you want change then you must catch the wave and ride on
You must observe your surroundings while readying for the storm
Then embrace it
You cannot fear change, you cannot hate it 
You must let it mold you into a person wiser than you were yesterday
And then aim to do it progressively
Do not let yourself get blinded by the golden glare of life and living 
Rather learn from the bad, wallow in the better, and live a life worth living

Split mind. Split soul. Half of him loves his family. His intelligent daughter, energetic son, and beautiful wife. The other half loves nothing at all. Not himself, not his immorality, not even the toxins that he constantly ejects into his body. A modern day Jekyll and Hyde. To have a split personality is no easy taking. How does one love a single being with two men trapped inside. Knowing you will only be thought about with half the effort. Only known half of the time. Only loved with half the heart. Knowing this could drive a woman equally as crazy. While his careless half went out for another night of binge drinking and fornication, she was left at home. Well honestly, doing the same. One day it all became to much. In one of her drunken rants she grabs a pair off kitchen sheers. "Honey, where are you going?" she asked, not haven made up her mind on her next step. "Who the hell are you?" He replied. In a fit of drunken rage she charges after him. Determined that she could sheer away his lesser half. She screamed. He ran. She followed. Cornered, he had no where to flee. He snapped back. "Baby, what are you doing with the scissors?" , he asked frightened. He saw the look in her eyes. She was no longer there. The rage and fury had taken over her. "Babe, put the scissors down." He pleaded. She didn't understand what he was asking. Whether she couldn't comprehend that it was her husband back in control of his body, or if she just didn't care anymore, fed up with it all, no one knows. She lunged at him with the sheers in hand. When the officer arrived they saw the women curled in the corner smiling. "Did it work? Is he my husband again?" The mans body was mutilated. His skull was open. Half his brain was gone. His chest was open as well. Only half a heart. The women was taken away, convinced she did it all out of love. The children were placed in foster care. Both scarred for life from the events that they witnessed. And the man, well let's just say his partying days are over as well. Half hearted love kills.