it's sad when you can't remember
if you're standing under a storm cloud
or the water streaming down your face
is tears

sleeping in the basement tonight so the monsters can eat me in my sleep

as we ponder on the world
We don't realize how much hate is within
We can't physically see the evil seeping through the cracks of the broken roads
But what we can see
Are the people
Our people
Jarring that evil as it leaks from somewhere beneath our feet
Using it to inject themselves
Creating the evil population
But that's why we, the virtuous population, exist
As there is evil, there is virtue
If only evil walked the earth, there would be no ground for us to stand
If only virtues walked the earth, there would be endless skies of clarity
It is balanced
Equal
So the species of beings on our planet is not black or white
Large or small
Ugly or pretty
but good and evil
Have that burnt into the pink flesh folds of your brain
You cannot discriminate against one
Unless there is evil.

Why is it
That we get bored?
When there are clouds to look at
Memories to remember
Creatures to discover
Friends to talk to
Music to listen to
Food to taste
Places to go

Why is it
That we get sad?
When there are colors to look at
Oceans to swim in
A sun to glance at
Butterflies to watch
Family to have
Laughs to create
Smiles to make

Why is it
That we get tired?
When there are nights full of lights
Stars to count
Owls to hear
People to meet
Destinations to reach
Bonfires to warm us
Moons to see

I swear
you have become the origin
of all my self conflictions.
you have helped me adapt
to the spears that pierce my heart
and the fires that set it to flame.
i cannot bare conversing with you
it hurts
and strains my mind
until it's membrane has split
and life comes pouring out.
I love you,
I love you not.
I love you,
I love you not.

it was a serendipity that we fell in love so **** young
timing is all love is

I try to tell myself
I don't love you
but every time you don't reply
it still hurts
just as much as if you did love me

I try to tell myself
I love you
but every time you don't reply
it kills me
and I wonder why I've fallen for you
and not somebody else

either way
I get hurt
whether it's love from both ways
or hopelessness from just me

the winter & snow is wonderful
until it burns your nose
and scars your fingertips
with your heart left with faint beats

Maybe the sun and the moon and stars are just supposed to be looked at, not studied to the very core of their structures.

every part of me
is tied to your being,
tied to your heart
but there is this one part
of myself that says
free your life,
their soul
do not be tied down
because someone will always try to tangle the strings,
someone will always try to untie them,
try to cut them
and leave you
disconnected

silently in love
while my heart claws at the lungs, trying to escape the cage of my ribs.
silent love makes it hard to breathe
Breathing seems as though you are trying to sip air through the eye of a needle
silently in love

why is it that you look at me
with disgust in your eyes
and regret on your tongue?
it's only hurting the both of us.
it's only breaking us apart
not mending our torn feelings.
the worst part is
that we won't ever get to the point
where we are completely apart
we will forever be attached by the smallest fragment of our hearts.

the world is nothing more than a question & time is nothing but a restraint

your mind is paradise...
it's where I love to go
when a day has been rough
and I thank you for the very few words we exchange.
I will forever be thankful for our short conversations because they bring out the biggest light in my heart.