Friends are a lot like
leaves of a tree,
or roots of a tree.

They're in your life for
a few seasons and fly,
or in your life forever...

True love:
Loving perfectly
an imperfect person

True love:
Giving everything
For only one

True love:
I love you
I love you too...

I don't believe in true love.
She said "you'll see one day..."
I've already seen enough.

Holding so many secrets of so many people
Everyone confides in me their darkest deeds
I'm not sure why people trust me so much
I haven't done anything to earn it
Except keeping my mouth shut

But I want to say thank you for trusting me
Those who have confided in me
I see you at your worst moments
And I see the beauty in you
I won't ever let go of you guys

Fill the sky and shine a light
Make this night starry bright
Unveil this shy, bashful moon
Remove it from it's cozy cocoon

Crack the sky and split the air
Make it tear and fire a glare
Ignite it with lightning and screams
Terrors will be your dream themes

Burn us down and slay us all
**** us crawling and let us fall
Never build your towers up
Drink from your poisoned cup

And when we're all dead and gone

Fill the sky and shine a light
Make this night starry bright
Unveil this shy, bashful moon
Remove it from it's cozy cocoon

Two wrongs don't make a right
Two deaths don't make a life
Two lefts don't make a right
Two people don't make a friend
Two loves don't make a happily ever after

Two people love each other. That's all that matters. Things can go wrong and fights can get nasty. Anything as precious as that can come to
a screeching halt at any time, but if the love is still there, anything can happen. It would be crazy to not at least give love, the most influential
and powerful force on earth since the beginning of time, a second chance to change things for the rest of our happy lives. How can you be okay
with losing me? How can you imagine me happily with another person? How can you sleep knowing that my lips don't belong to you anymore?
What if we were made to live in each others arms like two pieces to a unique, brilliant, and perfect puzzle? Our love is better than this and you
and I both know it. This isn't the conclusion we were meant to say farewell with and all the happiness and bliss we shared together wasn't simply
a fun way to pass the time. You are the love of my life and all I could ever ask for is a second chance to show you that we're the perfect dream
team we always joked about. I count to infinite while I pray that your heart will be mine again. Two people love each other. That's all that matters.

I'm tired of putting makeup on all the evil of this world.

I don't want to present the starving people
I don't want to present the life shattering wars
I don't want to present the the greedy businesses
I don't want to present the false charities
I don't want to present the lying politicians
I don't want to present the corruption of humanity
Like its all just a temporary thing and we're gonna get better.
We're not getting better, we're getting worse
And we'll continue to get worse until everything is dead.

Yes, technology is at an all-time high
Yes, clean water will be worldwide within 50 years
Yes, we've advanced
Medicine
Social freedoms
Philosophy
Culture
Equality
Tolerance
Literature
Science­

But guess what? We hate more than ever. We suffer more than ever.
We judge those who don't conform. There's no attempt at understanding!
We hide our past because we're ashamed of it. But if it's the past, then it made us into what we are in the present.
And like a cancer we never realize it's true until it's too late.

If life lies, why do I try?
If death dies, do I fly?
An unanswered question
Actually two of them

My hope is unwavered
My hope is also dying
Contradictions arise
This logic capsules

The loneliness gets to me
& when I get lost I know how not to be found

The love gets to me
& when I give freely I know I'll stand alone

The pain gets to me
& ... I no longer know how to hold it back anymore

Another murmur from my heart.
Another giving of thanks to still be alive.

You don't see the light
until you're plunged
into the darkness.

You don't feel the calm
until you're in
the tempest.

You don't feel whole
until you're
breaking.

there's a chill
in the air
its cold
mid july
except inside
where heaters glow
by those who fear
frost's bite
gather round
this quiet town
humble
but cold
your hands will reach
but not quite reach
the edge on which
we all fall down

So much satisfaction
So little time
We can do this forever
Because you're all mine

Flabbergasted and betwixt,
At the fairy's cascading figure,
Fixed between the man's fingers,
Like a burning cigar,
In western sunshine,
Falling like toppled coloration,
Of lumberjack flapjack,
Hit the road Jack,
And Jill,
To copper,
Whatever they want,
Without a fuss.

Pump the trumpet
Wait that's a trombone
Put it to a phone
Call up my clone
I want him to groan
But wait! There's more!
Time to settle the score
Before I become a bore
And you're on the floor
Declaring a war on me
When I just want to be free
And be happily glee
Like a flea on a dog
Dog?
Hot dog!
I'm going to eat a hot dog
In the middle of this city's smog
Maybe share it with a frog
On second thought I'll just hog
Like cog in the machine
God save the Queen

The pain behind the eyes,
The hurt within the body,
The tears lost in the head,
The echoes whispers in the ear.

To see her doubled over in anguish,
To see him lose to his demons again,
To hope she'll one day be free,
To hope he'll win his next fight.

It's easy for people to hide their darkness,
Harder to be exposed to light,
It's hard to deal with depressed people like us,
Harder still to forgive ourselves.

Sometimes we hide in plain sight,
Sometimes we're the closest people to you,
Sometimes we are the "happiest" people,
Sometimes we're tomorrow's obituary.

So my plea to you is don't ever let us go,
So my plea to you is ask if we're really alright,
So my plea to you is don't execute the wounded,
So my plea to you is please don't let us leave us alone.

Lord, the darkness has receded away,
Here You have always been, never leaving.
You have pressed against my soul, it withered.
Your Spirit tells me there was purpose to me breaking;

So if my brokenness brings You glory, then use my brokenness.

The place I hold in my heart for you
Is chillingly, hauntingly, painfully empty.
I kept it for you, only for you
No other woman would do.
It's weathered a lot of storms
But I never let it deform.
And I waited, keeping everything fixed
You never came, our love is unmixed.
Now I'm here, alone in this house I built
For you, and only for you
No other woman will do.
I'm tired of waiting, now debating
To turn off the no vacancies sign
And let someone else in.
I guess my love for you is a limited time offer, now.

Silhouettes of shapeless design dance upon lighted canvas walls,
As the moon totters and topples between a black hole and your heart,
Ripping apart the space-time continuum of my already fractured skull,
Spewing forward from my sanguine eyes, a rainbow of discarded harmony and abstract ink blotches.

My mind enshrined itself whilst my thoughts unraveled like a Halloween treat from its wrapper,
Slipping between the bars of the grated floor and tumulting through pipes of unsavory character,
Spilling out from portals to the unrelenting yet ultimately mortal season of water,
Untimely demises are plotted by my cranial nerves to usher in revenge and animosity.

Violent dreams curse my vain tries at sleeping,
**** and death await my closed eyes,
Like a siege schemed by my mind,
Not letting me forget I'm always dead.

My thoughts, still waking, slip to slumbering darkness,
Terrified of the horrors my mind generates.

Zombies don't eat brains;
Demons do.

I feel my heart right now
It's being pried open by something burning
I hate this feeling
It's always how I feel when I'm going to fall

My heart is being ripped apart
Yet I refuse to sacrifice this love
It will not be lost like a cheap gift card
Full will it's bloom ever be!

Nurtured and grown, it's not yet ripe
When it becomes so let's harvest our fruit
To waste this away would be a crime
So lock me up as a prisoner of love!!!

Tonight will not be the night
Because tonight I fight the fight
The fight of waiting on you
Until the time is right for harvest

I have my suit and tie on (You know I never dress up)
Filet mignon is set with your favorite seasoning
Along with squash and zucchini, your favorite veggies
That wondrous chocolate mousse you love, yeah I got that, too.

I'm waiting on you.

I've laid out the rose pedals on our bed
I've got Elvis playing soft and slow
I've lit the vanilla scented candles
I've sprinkled just a pinch of cinnamon.

I'm waiting on you.

Remembering the touch of your lips on mine
Feeling your body's heat against mine
Remembering the way you taste
Feeling your pleasure matching mine.

I'm waiting on you.

An arrow points to the
hole in my chest
where my heart
once lived.

Happiness?
Where have I gone?
Cold and darkness
embraces my mind.

The mirror
shows me as
hollow and dead
like I'm a corpse.

I'm totally disconnected
and disjointed in this
reality, this plane
of existence.

Where has the me
that I once was
gone to?
Where am I?

I feel nothing
tasting only the
loneliness and dust
on my lips.

I've become paralyzed
in the waters of despair.

I had a gift for you, once
Wrapped perfectly and in pristine condition
It was the absolute best gift ever
Nothing else could compare.

But first, I was convinced to open it for another
One who wanted to show me how to use it
Then came the second, to show myself I could use it
And the third, to master the use of it.

Now I don't know how many times it's been used
It's well worn, half broken... tainted...
The wrapping paper is gone
And it's value is less than a dime.

I was supposed to wait for you
But I wanted fun and pleasure
And now, this night is here
And my gift is not yours alone.

I'm so sorry...

maybe we're all
a little bit tired of
fighting for things
that aren't changing

maybe we're all
somewhat bitter
about the people
we failed to love

maybe we just need
a little more hope in
our heads when we
go to sleep tonight

maybe i'm just rambling
like a madman unhinged
& nobody will hear what
i'm actually trying to say

We sell different parts of ourselves
Some of us sell bodies for cash
Some of us sell dignity for ambition
Some of us sell our soul for pleasure

Selling happiness for love
Selling love for happiness
You have your price set
Someday someone will buy

Everything has a cost
Everyone has something to sell
We're all ****** in the end
Married in our own hell

I honestly couldn't help but laugh
At how we both end up broke from
Love.

Seven years we've known each other
You've gone through six boyfriends
None meant for you.

I've had not a single girlfriend yet
A complicated situation with one
I loved like you.

Now we're in the same boat
Scared to love because it hurt
Too deep to heal.

Most ****** up thing is
If I wasn't a *****
and you could trust me
We'd have forever together
But instead our love is a memory.

It means not putting her down when she hurts you
It means listening to her words rather than hearing her voice
It means telling her she's hot when she thinks she's not
It means holding her when she cries, and letting her hold you when you cry
It means accepting you're not perfect but still doing your best
It means doing the right thing when it's not easy
It means having endurance on the days you want to quit
It means learning to be a good husband and father
It means hugging her when she's doing the dishes, telling her to rest on the couch, and doing them yourself
It means putting your family first no matter what
It means loving her through your actions not your words

That's the man I want to be.

I think I'm ready to surrender,
to raise my white banner,
done with pushing you away,
open up to you once more.

You already know my wounds,
the deep scars I carry,
I'll let you touch them tenderly,
I won't lock you out.

See, I only felt love; I forgot to show,
Love is also an action, sacrifice,
I let go of you and held onto myself,
But I miss you and long for you.

I don't care how ugly you say you are,
you're ******* beautiful in my eyes,
and if you're messed up, so am I,
I'm with you always.

**~Your best friend

Do I like pain? Not at all.

Pain is always forcing itself upon me, you... us.
Pain is a wretched thing, with venom, fangs, constricting muscles; not at all unlike a serpent.

It lies in wait for you to unexpectedly tread along it's path and then it strikes you and leaves you crippled.

Yes, pain can be a lesson. Often times a good lesson. But how many times has it crept upon unsuspecting prey, coiling itself around a throat until no breath comes from it anymore? Pain is vicious and cold, an adversary that cannot be overcome...

...I live with it every day and night.