Where you stand now,
can be moved.
It's either you or
the ground.
Is it light you seek
or darkness?
If you remain immovable
Like that thing in the street,
Tripping, your face will meet
The ground, hard.

Lay ****** and bruised,
Defiant as the cement
That slapped your face.
It gets dark real fast
When all you hear is the mold
That lays you to rest.

Be alert and aware like
A library door.
Possibly your unnoticed
Life is awakened by
Words that wrap you with
History and comfort as if
Every minute is the opening
From a wrapper of your
Favourite candy. Live
In the trace of  light
Where you stand.

i saw two turtle doves sitting in a tree
cuddled up together as close as close can be
then they started kissing there in front of me
very much in love that was plain to see

when they finished kissing into the sky they flew
very much in love into they sky so blue
i wont forget that day in my memory
and the little doves will always stay with me

sometimes suicide
is screaming
I hate you
To the mirror
And carrying on with your day.