The heavens were my ink,
and the stars were my thoughts.
The comets were my pen scribbling
on the universe, leaving traces
of what was created still seen long
after their journey had carried on.

I had travelled in anger in one direction for the past 5 trillion light years.
And now I am outside among this endless void.
This universe is a planet.
Inside of another and outside of yours.
We are just part of a memory.
The memory that belongs to this child.
A brain cell within this child's mind.
But as I left it behind I notice my universe begin to fade away.
Until there is nothing left.
I must make him remember.
I must find another universe!

Would I still be me
If I did not have
These fancy words to bleed

I'm the pebbles in my pocket
That keeps me drowning
Farther into depth
I'm the frigging rescue boat too
And I'm yet learning
how to deal with that

I like to sit and watch
The world
Never bothering to participate
I like to live in my past
And wish on the stars
That are long dead


would I still be me
If I did not have
these fancy words to bleed

I'm the only cloud in my own sky
Blotting a perfect view.
I'm the blazing sun too.
And I'm trying to learn how
To take responsibility
If It rains down on me

I like to dodge away
All these sad incidences
I turn them into art, When they hit me
I like to use my words
To guide me out of my own head; It's the only time i make sense to myself


Would I still be me
If I did not have
these fancy words to bleed?

I'm the lonely dandelion
Having myself blown away
To the ten directions
I'm the wind too
Challenging everything that
Gets in my way

I like to look at the trees
I like to have the wind whisper my name
I would like to be you
I would like to be him
Without ever losing the essence
Of my true self


Would I still be me
If I did not have
these fancy words to bleed

Yup. Sometimes, waiting destroys all chance.  
Sometimes, you run out of road. Every direction, all options, all roads, closed.
Sometimes, it's a dead end street where you're trapped, with the pouring rain as thick as blood, weighed you down.
Sometimes, there's nowhere to go. Except back in time in your head and reflect on what road, with full-throttle,

COMMITTED

to find
heaven

or




GOD'S

Hell

Fire

Hot HOTT!!

Ouch

decisively;
save regret for later if it's on that path,
cause we know there's
no avoiding it
on THIS
one.
Indecisiveness kills,
it steals time,
as a trained monkey in Bangladesh gets his banana, baby.  
ALL.
roads.

dead.


Save
forgiveness and repentance.
Sometimes,

beautiful things die while you're in darkness, robbing them of sunshine.


They

die.

Pondering on diffused starlight,
  dandelions caught rapid fire
     when a glimpse of wishes
       went up in smoky embers,
hence the skies opened up
   as it rained crystal clarity,
neath each cloud burst
  a message of compunction
      for the earth was uneasy,
  that no one cared enough
    to take good care of its bounty
       and the wonders that be,
    as puddling imperfections
          of liquefied vigilance
     within teardrops of deliverance,
            cleansed its wounds once again**

                           *in yet another chance

He says I am the most interesting person he knows
I just laugh and pull him towards me and hug him close

He gets distracted by the T.V and I understand
That I mean the world to him, but his mind wonders

I always shiver when he tells me he loves me
Me, not anyone else, just me that he loves me

He knows that I've fallen in love so many times
Yet he believes in my broken heart, he knows I'm faithful

I fell in love with his honest ways, the way his eyes shined
I didn't fall in love with his body, as I have done that before

I fell for his truth, the way he came right up to me and talked to me
He talked to me first and he never knew how much that meant...

He fell for me before I fell for him, but once I fell, I fell so hard
I've always been afraid of love, afraid of needing someone so much

He knows I'm the queen of fictional love... And yet he trusts me
I do not understand this kind of faith... Yet I have craved it my whole life

Gone are all thoughts of past lovers, no more poems about them
He has gently dominated my mind and conquered what others only dream about

I know I'm not the best person in the world, I'm not the most prettiest girl
But when he tells me he loves me, I literally shine, at least my eyes do

A warmth comes upon my cold heart, soul and mind
When he comes around it is like I become Alaska in summertime

He melts the ice around my soul and makes me want to sing
I have never felt so safe with a guy... Have never known such comfort...

If he were a food he would have to be the most cheesiest of Mac And Cheese
I hope my darkness doesn't seep into his soul... I hope he doesn't change...

My fears are real, so very real... If he leaves me now I don't know what I would do
He makes me so happy and yet he calls himself boring

I just laugh and hold him so very close, for he doesn't know just how much
I love him... How much his love has changed my life...

Sometimes,
Life seems like a joke,
It laughs while I choke,

Sometimes,
Sympathy is all we need,
And just one person to look underneath,

Sometimes,
The days seem darker than the night,
For only by yourself , you feel alright,

Sometimes,
The good stuff turns into a nightmare,
It leaves you alone to sit and stare,

Sometimes,
Life is full of injustice,
It lacks the way to our only bliss,

Sometimes,
I wonder if I should pray,
I never find out, but that's okay..