every thought is a crutch

trying to explain everything

in a momentary blip

life is here and then gone

and the tongue tells stories

at the lip

breath

Tell me everything you've ever thought

I'm here

listening

Waiting

Alone

Trying to figuring out

Everything

O, champion of words

O, wisdom of gab

speak thy savory terms

of sultry endearment that makes the poet blush

and thine fairness lust

over syllables that consonants and vowels equate

so that the uneven can lie flush

and the plain can run straight

yet,

over the course of mounds of flesh

the burden stills

that within a heart,

or be it brain,

can beat and remember thrills

some left in time

and some do have weight

that over the hills

can be

the end of my commiserate

What's happened before tomorrow
that never happened within a day?

there is something where something has never been before

a footstep,
a word,
a soul sworn

there's something about existence that I find mesmerizing
I just wish you could see
what I have seen

definition

there is a world before us that wants to be walked upon
it's as far as the eyes can see
and as grand as the mind can be

but in all

honestly

that's just me

We shouldn't have to go back into each other's lives to realize that hurt caused our goodness

I always believed in better ways of being

I always believed that we could be better than that

Offended or loved more dearly than you could ever express

I'll still be right here making it all real

Never counting a thought out because they thought we could never be

There's a universe to be understood

And where were you when we figured out how to make life last forever?

Were you still a non believer?

Were you still a hater?

These aren't questions to be answered

Because I don't give a ****

As long as we all get where we want to be

It doesn't matter what you believe even if it's in your selves

We will be long gone believing in a reality where we can still receive the gift and you will be without until you are without no more

Worry about what I have to say

What it’s like to be

You’ll make it up

As I’m assured...

Or not

Who?

Who honestly?

Who honestly doesn’t disagree?

Have we ever given the patients too?

Don’t speak uneasy about

The moments silence

that silence that has never gone unspoken

Without all that we are

As we’ve never been

But as that we exist

I still have my doubts...

As we should go

Go

As we are

We are

With

Or

Without

Most of my life is lived through the window's pane

And it's misery

But every once and a while

When I feel good

Its like a lamp post in the darkness

And that's the path

That leads to a home

Amongst all the lonely roaming

The power within always understands
Its all knowing vincible existence
Our lives ride upon the surface of lands
The matter condensed to this point, its stance

I am thinking a thought within its choice
The thought is contained and held within me
I hear the voices, the voices rejoice
There remains a place where all things must be

I think a thought I thought I once had thought
There is a start where all beginnings roam
At my door a stranger, trice timed, yet knocked
We figure out what there is to have known

I realize excruciatingly slow
That somethings lie; inevitably so

The power within always understands
It’s all knowing vincible existence
Our lives ride upon the surface of lands
The matter condensed to this point, it’s stance

I am thinking a thought within its choice
The thought is contained and held within me
I hear the voices; the voices rejoice
There remains a place where all things must be

I think a thought I thought I once had thought
There is a start where all beginnings roamed
At my door a stranger trice times has knocked
We figure out what there is to have known

I realize excruciatingly slow
That something lies inevitably so

Don't look at anyone anyway

Just avoid it forever forever anyway that you can.

These people would **** their own family to give themselves more life.

But if we can just give it ask in discriminately.

When you run out on me

I won't be offended

We don't even see all the life that dies in a day

Giving recognition within a day

Most humans only give it to themselves

But the weight of all death doesn't haunt their very heads

Most of it floats by unrecognized

Nobody cares about who died a thousand years ago and how horrible they got it.

Even if you were related

And you were

Because we all are

As just the universe itself

It's not something to hurt about

And I can guarantee that nobody will ever hurt the way you've hurt

The uniqueness of the one and only you

But I can guarantee that they will feel what we've felt if we make them feel

Now who else is without?

Let them sleep

Wouldn't be what I mean

But if you don't it wouldn't be what I didn't either

The people who think that they could never think

The world that doesn't exist inside the mud who never minded

Say goodbye to the absence of misunderstanding

I listen to the voice that quietly shells

I was here

And so was anyone who ever read their own minds meaning

You could try to take something from me

But the joke would come all too soon

You were what I was taking from myself and what ever greatness we could ever be

Let's forget the pettiness and reach for the stars

Why wouldn't you reach where we've already been?

Why wouldn't you have forgotten what I said and reached for everything for all of us?

Why wouldn't you reach
For me?

For you?

For ever being that could ever be?

I'll see you again. Where everyone else knows knowing's hand.

Within a wink

The night has set

And there's no sun

No more

Only the lonely stars

And all of the constellations

Left

For us to explore

When two evils match

A war always ensues

It's the belief that I'm not like you

But something better

And that's about the time that our love unravels

That's about the time when people think they are above one another

That's about the time our family kills one another

Why do you not want to know yourself forever?

What have you possibly done that a few millennium can't forgive you for?

Why do you think that you deserve all existence forever?

Who convinced you to let go fo the miracle of your own life?

It's just something that I don't care to hear, but whatever you convince yourself of know that the opposite is true by default.

It's part of existing inside of a universe of possibility. Possibility to create something good is as real as anything else. And creating life is as real as the life that created it.

Don't giv up. We're figuring it out.

It's done as soon as a thought anyway.