I've been thinking to much... someone help me.*
My mind is going crazy.
Everytime I stop thinking,
my demons attack me and
the silence kills me.
My thoughts leave scars
on my heart...
I can't prevent it from happening,
i'm a thinker
....I think to much

Last night
We dreamt of subtle imperfections
But were awakened to greater truths
Last night
We scratched with the skin of porcupines
Our breaths reflecting ice
Last night
Dashing out our fears
We heralded the end of youth
Last night
I swore I saw some of the old flicker
Tempt me in your eyes
Before, again-it up and left.

And Time
Only holds true
to the fashioning
and smoking of a cigarette.

Syria

"**** the adults, save the children"
Plea of parents from war torn Syria
Children being killed for 'throwing stones'
Parents dying from broken hearts
Worlds most immoral army
Fabricating the deaths of men, women
Young, and old
The world is quiet oh so quiet
There are humans but no humanity
A word known as justice
But nobody here to deliver it
The world is a cruel place
None will speak until its them that suffer :(
Why is it so hard to let each other live in peace?

i've lied my whole life
writing love poems
and pretending to fall in love
and pretending to care
just to hide this

sociopath

they say i'm a monster
they call me the devil
i didn't ask for this

just because i can't feel for you
doesn't mean i can't feel.

I will wait for the day
The day I can see you smile
I wait to hear our endless talks
Wait to hear you for awhile
Early in the morning, I am missing you
I just wish that I had you beside me
So that we could just talk endlessly
I will wait
For the day you are here
We will go on our date
And let our worries disappear
I will wait, for that moment that hug
When I look into your eyes, just glance
I will take away your coffee mug
When I grab you by the waist and pull you close, just dance
I will wait.

A warm coffee mug
A shot made of blue
A blanket gives a hug
A poem rings true
The day is long
You’d think I’d get a clue
My heart gives a tug
When I think of you
These poems get longer
Though the words stay the same
As I’m left to wonder
Why you’re so far away
Yet it’s still a good morning
It’s still a good day
Because you’ve read this poem
And know I’m not going away ;)

Sometimes,
well quite frequently actually.
I wonder if I'm depressed.
Oddly enough,
I don't know for sure.
Even on the best day,
I feel sad.
Anxious; always thinking about
tomorrow.
I am always tired.
Like, so much so that I am almost sure I could sleep for a week.
I love my job,
but I don't.
I hate being alone,
but I also don't like being around people.
I don't know if these feelings are just normal, something everyone feels.
Or if it's just me.