Smoke settling upon a journal
Smoke settling upon a journal
Pages torn and covered in blood
Pages torn and covered in blood
Blood and smoke in a covered journal
Settling upon torn pages

Childish rhymes and playful secrets
Childish rhymes and playful secrets
Shattered with the rising sun
Shattered with the rising sun
The Shattered sun rising with
Childish secrets and playful rhymes

Resilience falls with the youthful soul
Resilience falls with the youthful soul
Mourning hearts fade into night
Mourning hearts fade into night
Youthful hearts fade into mourning
Night falls with the soul resilience

Resilience, in a shattered night
The sun rising upon the journal
Blood and smoke settling
Youthful, childish hearts fade with mourning
Playful soul covered with secrets
Falls into torn rhymes and pages

Flabbergasted, the whale wails
Lonely upon the sea drifting ever apart
A sole ****** raises his tired sails
Forever trapped in solitary solace

Winds warping the canvas
While ominous clouds encroach
The salty breeze stinging his taste
A bitterness within the calm

Peace drowns with the fury
That the storm has yet to bring
Fear not, creature of the sea
The troublesome life is far from over

Another night trashing about
The rock and the roll of the bow
A lullaby to a tired soul
Slowly rocking to dreamless sleep

Reunition of two lost souls
And it feels so right

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The television stains my eyes
I can barely see myself in the mirror
While steady reporters shed not one tear
Don't you see the dead behind you?
Don't you feel the pain of their families
While you just "tell the story"?

27 dead, most of which young children, in a school shooting

The sickness creeps into my bones
Its impact rattles my spine
Debilitating me, confining me to a stupor
Why? Why?
Why end such bright futures and presents?
Do you not see the damage that you've done?
Do you not feel the blood pouring from
Your own body? Do you?

back to you, overpaid talking man*

A three minute blurb
That's it
Hundreds of people have been forever changed
Millions more afraid
And all you can do is harass them
Beg for interviews
While they still are in disbelief?
But beyond that
You show it over and over and over
All with the political lean
Of your respective stations
Could you not stop for once
And let mourners mourn?

Blasphemous trees, arching above my head
Blasphemous trees, arching above my head
For which life doesn't represent
For which life doesn't represent
Life, arching above my trees
Blasphemous, for which doesn't represent?

Wilting flowers, drooping with death
Wilting flowers, drooping with death
I fear not this valley of sorrows
I fear not this valley of sorrows
I fear this valley of flowers
Drooping with sorrows, not death

End the abysmal monotony
End the abysmal monotony
Shed light upon the throne
Shed light upon the throne
Abysmal throne, shed light
Upon the end, the monotony


End the monotony of life
For which death, not sorrows,
Arching above wilting trees,
Doesn't represent fear; my blasphemous head!
I shed light with this drooping valley
Flowers upon the abysmal throne

Our two souls speak
Even from many miles apart
While I long to hold you
In my arms
I do every day
I say I love you
You say you love me
I say I love you
And you say you love me

It's those beautiful words
That I hear although unsaid
I hear you calling for me
Wanting for me to break you from you cage
That damnèd creature
Gripping you with such monstrous claws
But I can hear your voice
From somewhere deep within
From your heart
And baby,
I love you too

I dreamt of a field of flowers
Where white crosses are planted
Families still together
Content with life
Genuine grins covering faces

I dreamt of full bellies
On the dark continent
Soccer ***** rolling between feet
Of children who also dream
Of lives as happy as theirs

I dreamt of fresh air
And clean water and growing forests
The cleanliness of nature unrivaled
As animals mingled around the watering hole
Roaming freely with homes

But I awoke and saw war
Fires melting the lives of millions
Dropping bombshells of grief
Destroying homes from within
And children dead or weeping

I awoke and saw despair
Fat bellied greed hogs
Rollin in muddy money pits
While babies died without food
And an entire land stripped and sold

I awoke amd saw nothing
But smoke stacks emitting poison
And the homes of the forest creatures
Being carried into lumber mills
And brown water filling drinking glasses

Rush through my veins
Devour all my feelings of pains
And of my deep sorrow
End this today or it will end tomorrow
Rush through my veins
My sweet ******

Rush through my veins
Wipe me from this foresaken land
Clean me of my forgotten stains
Destroy all the evils planned
Rush through my veins
My sweet heroine

Imprinted image of you, in all of your astonishing glory lays upon my heart

Life would ne'er hold such great meaning if you hadn't been a part of its journey
O'er the course of just over a year we've created an unbreakable bond
Very much so, you're the greatest addition to my life. I couldn't and wouldn't trade you for all the riches hidden within this earth
Emmanating such amazing warmth from your soul, I wish to forever bask in it like my own personal sun

You are the center of my universe, perhaps you truly are my sun beyond metaphor
Obscurity be gone! The clarity of the day leads my heart to yours, my hands to yours, and my smile to your eyes
Unconditionally my love for you, my goddess, remains swirling within my heart bringing about a myriad of emotions, all of which lead me to stand before you and say this much...

I love you

Chains and shackles
On the floor, rusted
No use for freed ankles and wrists
But the clean pair
Rests within our minds

Old scars new wounds
A lashing whip
Brings us all to our knees
We stand alone
But fall as one

Over colors
Colors are art
Are beautiful
Color is not a person
It is not defining

Paradoxical split between the worlds in which I inhabit
Space and time discontinuum
For which art thou represent?
Nonsense you buffoon!

Insanity, sweet sweet insanity
Chill my bones yet warm my heart
Unorthodox orthodoxy with power
Eat thy young

The void always welcome weary travelers
Yet travelers that embrace the void
Are no longer travelers
For we love and loathe our void

Loving and loathing
The story of my passing through time
Completely unfinished
Yet left resolved

What is it that I speak of?
I sincerely wish I knew
I am only a medium
For the being inside of me

Is that not what we all are?
Just bodies withering ever so slightly
Whilst our souls remain forever youthful?
This life can make your soul grow old as well

Or is life an act of duality
In which we sleep at night
So that our souls can show us their lives
And awake to show our souls ours?

Nothing makes sense
It isn't supposed to
That's why there is faith
Whether in nothing or everything

I am nowhere yet everywhere
A tiny speck yet everything I've ever known
I am a clown confused in a circus
Switching realities, or rather fantasies

Don't be fooled by the place it is sent to be
This is no poem no somg nothing to dance to
This is a hope that someone may read and reply
Their thoughts on this thought of mine

Perhaps I should tell a story through sonnet
Of a man of youth battling love and lust
Of sorrow and joy
A man who is flippant, almost overly so
But is serious about matters of the heart
A journey nonetheless
Where he travels many worlds yet goes nowhere
A story of me and how my life has been
With a touch of hyperbolic flamboyance
Would you sit down and read and maybe enjoy
Said work assuming it has been well developed
Amd lacks the typos this probably has?

Blood sweat and eventually tears
Spilled upon waxed pine
For seemingly nothing

Hours upon hours
Weekends
Weekdays

It's all over
Time is taking its course
Leaving tonight behind

The end is always bitter
Yet the beginning is so sweet
I'll miss this forever

An acid raindrop
Burning the last of the crop
Dusty barren soil
Marks the end of the millenial toil

Work until your hands are cracked
And you're crippled and broken backed
You work to pay to be free
The new whips of slavery

Mr Taxman comes to your door
His theft I do deplore
All I have to spare is change
And he acts as if deranged

A continent fractured for greed
A little more ivory is what we need
While sickly babies wail and perish
Without a moment of life to cherish

But do you shed a single tear
No, only hate and fear
You are an enemy
To my country and to me

As atomic rainbows cross the sky
In warring peace, we all shall die

Fear'd desolation
Corrupting, painful despair
Erupts from the crypts of my mind
Yet flowers blossom within;
Sacred rebirth through turmoil

Meadow bowing down
To the King of the Winds
Praising Him for His almighty service
The birds sing His holy hymns
While the clear blue depth acts as His throne
The heat of the sun turns the pale faces
Of dancing cherubins to a light rosy tone
And the flowers grow magnificently

Far back behind the trees
Swaying ever so slightly, yet mostly still
A cold stream trickles past, tickling the landscape
Here the shade and light becomes a paradox
Where colors are displayed with such depth and beauty
And the leaves branching out as an umbrella
Save us from the approaching storm

The energy and tension building up
I can feel the electricity in the air
As if my heart were connected to a battery
But the ominous buckets approach with their angry growls
And I can see the grimace on its face
I've seen it on my face, in the mirror
I've seen the buckets of rain carried on and on
Further and further until their weight was too much to bear

Then pouring down as a well fed waterfall
The sky splits in a tremendous luminous display
While the air rips apart and collides together
The King of the Winds fills with rage
His wrath evident in the dismantling gusts
Destroying the protection that saved us before

The world is uneasy, the earth changing
The ferocity of desire, burning the tree
That was once steady, resilient
The sanctuary lays forever transformed
Even as the rupture of nature subsided

The beauty fades ever so slightly to my eye
But it is still present, is still familiar
I know this place but by a different view
The creek now rushes, pounding its banks
The colors are more sullen yet still rich and full of depth
And the leaves, protectorate of my heart, lay strewn about
In a tangled mess of fury and emotion
But the storm has left, gone for good

And beyond this home
The meadow still stands as it did before
As if completely untouched by the storm
But I know each individual flower
That still grows with mystical elegance
Has their own story to tell, but I cannot hear it

The flowers are silent as they grow
Their stories imprinted on their petals
And I read them best I can
But the mind can only capture so much
Of what the heart has to tell

I must follow my heart my mind and my dreams
All colliding and contrasting
In the same breath

I must be with you always
It's what my heart tells me
You're my goddess

Yet I must move on from you
I'm driving myself mad
My mind flees to my Angel

I must leave my home, see the world
My dreams are bigger than here
Yet I must stay with you

The power behind a voice
The sweet calming of a goddess
Pouring serenity over my heart
Rough seas cease to trouble
The lonely sailor
Who was never truly alone
Perched in the sky you watched me
As I drew ever closer to you

Jah speak to me
From time to time
I try to listen good
But Jah is gone
As fast He come

Jah told me once
"Hold on young soldier,
Love will soon find you"
But death comes too soon
Shattered heart leaves pain

Yet I keep faith in Jah words
For I know He knows all
He sees what I cannot
So I follow Jah path
Until I reach my resting place
Within your heart

Lighting is just
It strikes with no prejudice
As it is reason
Carrying millenia of knowledge
But it is also fury
Its power unfathomable by man
And those that wander within its reach
Have an understanding for love
For it connects us in a bond of nugatory existence
In comparison to the timeless Nature
There are no borders where the lighting strikes
And we are all one underneath its glory

I just wish that my heart wasn't a star
Still shining bright to those that see it
But dead millions of years ago
Something to be wisheded upon
In the careless, childish folly of daily life

Such as making wishes
Pointless beacons of unrequited hope
That drives us as souls to the brink of sanity
And for some, such as the wanderer that I am
It drives us over that invisible boundary
And banishes us to an unfathomable pit

This pit, generalized as depression, insanity
Is seen with similarity amongst pits
Yet no pit is equal to another
Each is unique, special to and hated by its owner
Yet it is seemingly inescapable
And thus loved from necessity

And those who pass us by want to help
Offer a hand to pull us from the pit
But every outreached hand reaches a little deeper
And the abyss of life likewise deepens
Until you have no choice but to fill it

And filling such a whole is no simple task
First a pail of confidence is added
And then several more of momentum
As the hole begins to fill a hunger to heal forms
Where you overemphasize the process
And forget the reason

Thus the devilish being opens its jaws
And swallows every pail you have placed upon it
And mistakes your action for hope
And once more deepens exponentially

So here I lay, contemplating the treachery
That my life has slowly devolved into
And I have to question to myself
Do the stars in the sky hang so low
Because they feel the death of their brother inside me?

A little tablet in my mouth
Swimming around atop my tongue
Swallowed for pure bliss

The needle, piercing my skin
Sinking deep with my veins
Depression surging to my heart

The mix of both elements
Causing pure melancholy
Driving me insane

Dollar signs painted upon walls
While psychopaths grieve it's surreality

"Not real not real, must have more"
They all chant in unison

Gobbling and devouring wealth
The black holes of greed that they are

Never feeling love nor happiness
Just the want for more and more

Million dollar cars pour from golden driveways
As monogramed gates open wide

Wouldn't you wish to peer inside?
See the extravagant joys that await?

Scarves cover their bones, they are without skin
And soul, they lack as well

Instead they have it replaced
With the almighty dollar

Shadows cast upon the grey
Darkness upon the dull day

Watch as time begins to fade
Into infinity, my life betrayed

I live my days through broken dreams
Vicariously, through favored memories

Look into this shattered mirror
As tears roll with a small tremor

Doubt enters my soul and fogs my head
To be honest, I'd rather be dead

Than living life without my rose
The reason I sit here and compose

Taco brunch in a bathroom stall
Liquor filled urinals hang from the ceiling
Where IS the ceiling?

Rooms filled with nothing
Empty space, except for a disco ball
Groove in the black hole

Scar tissue covers the air
A hurt earth lingers in the void
Where everything and nothing exists

Possibility ruins imagination
How can dolphins play checkers with cats
When cats hate sea urchins?

Neither rhyme not reason plagues my mind
There is nothing within to plague
Just another void amongst voids

Why is that star shaped like me
Whilst I roam within shadows?
No

Bone started to crumble
Into monumental skyscrapers
Destroyed by a lost ant

Can thou of most unholy acts
Speak to the treachery that hath not
Been partaken, yet is still reality
To the delusional eyes that sink
Far far beneath thoust skull?

In what fashion of logic can thou
Speak to the degrees of infidelity
When thoust hand embraces on man's
Whilst your head lays upon another?

It is rare to have your feelings be so greatly impacted
By a single person that you have only begun to know
But you feel like you have known forever
Like two souls have crossed paths in time
But have finally met in person

I fear it but girl I'm falling
I'm swimming in the baby blue of your eyes
Feeling the power of your heartbeat
Held so close to mind
But I still fear the fall
So much that I resist it
Because I've fallen before and the landing hurts
And still hurts me now
As I look into your soul
And know that I can't give you everything
Because it has already been given
But fear is petty in the face of love
So tell me now before you miss your chance
Will you take my hand
And forget the fall
And just dive in together?

I've thought many an hour
Of the perfect image of the one
I wish to join hands with
In matrimony

Perhaps my thoughts are blinded
By the brightness of your light
But who I wish to be with
Is a clone of you

But can one like you be cloned?
So perfectly amazing
Bringing awe to me
In new ways every day

Can someone else be bestowed the responsibility
To hold such beautiful grace
Such sweet thoughfulness
Such unprecedented beauty?

No, they cannot
Not because the human body is incapable
You clearly stand before me
With your gorgeous emeralds glowing

No, it isn't that
It's that you're so amazingly unique
You're so one of a kind
And I'll be ****** if I don't love you
*with every fiber of my being

Strike down upon me with your scepter
Entrust in me the obedience of your ways
Light me the path to my paradise
Where there is no pain, no suffering, no poverty
Let me follow with your flock, My Shepard

Allow me to present myself before your throne
And bow down to your mighty power
I wish to wash your feet, although clean of filth
And sing praises to your holy name
Oh please allow me to do so, My King

Please oh faithful Shepard King
Have faith in me as I do in you
My path is meandering but headed towards grace
This I promise is true
Just grant me the peace and power to continue onward
My Lord, My King, My Shepard: Amen

Philanthropic devotion of your tears
To my self-asserted sense of importance
To the wake of a vessel leaving port forever
And the mighty sun sets where I saw you last
On the horizon, without looking back

But I stand in desert sands
It is all a mirage yet I remain alone
And so even my imagination holds truth
Time and time again I find myself alone
Whilst you are surrounded by love and prosperity

But is it true that I have lost you to the changing tides
To the trade wind's mighty gust?
Have you set sail and left me here to perish
Alone and breaching insanity?
Am I merely imagining falsehood in reality?

Lift from the smoldering ash
Mount your chariot "soldier"
Have you no shame in your failures?
Do you not wake to taste the blood of your foe?

Trumpets blast from the crumbling stone walls
As the moans of dying men play the symphony I cherish
While the trickling of blood sings it's sweet verse
I ride upon sunset, dagger between my ribs

I need not this chariot, I combat by foot
No foe can match my brutality
Watch as my slain victim crumples
Like the paper that he always has been

I am forever victorious

Watch scars fall from my eyes
Pierce the earth
And grow into deformed plants

The seeds of pain and anger
Slowly sinking deeper and deeper
Advocating the growth of demons

Nurture my growth with the remains
Of my heart
That is perishing too soon

Feed the gay birds in my tree
With the fruits of my labor
The only accomplishment to my name

But what is it?
Am I leaving a legacy?
Or just a whisper in the wind?

When I leave for good
I will make not one sound
Not even a whimper

Trees don't speak
We are steady and resilient
And silent, within ourselves

Emotions of a million passions
Flowing from my eye sockets
Where orbs of vitality once inhabited

Words of these emotions
Pouring like billions of tiny spiders
Waterfall from the dried bone that used
To be covered by flesh awaiting your kiss

The heart in a burned ribcage
Still beating in rhythm
Pumps no blood no life
Just a black tar of sorrow

My arms, reduced to mere calcium
Still are held out
Awaiting you to fall into my embrace

But it's too late, far too late
I can't ever hold you again
I'm already dead

You hideous deception!
Show your face!
No don't
I don't wish to see it
You have walked a path
Which I thought may be righteous
Little did I know
You gladly opened the gates of hell
And strolled on through
For that
I want nothing to do with you

Darkness, my sweet abyss
Darkness, my sweet abyss
Surrounded by doubt, filled with fear
Surrounded by doubt, filled with fear
Sweet darkness, surrounded by fear
Abyss, filled with my doubt

Light, so bright, engulf my soul
Light, so bright, engulf my soul
Destroy the demons in me
Destroy the demons in me
Demons destroy my bright soul
So engulf the light in me

Battle the void, emptiness be gone
Battle the void, emptiness be gone
Your love is a necessity
Your love is a necessity
Emptiness is gone, the void a necessity
Be your love battle

Your soul, my sweet love, is filled
By fear, doubt, a darkness, surrounded with
Demons! Be gone!
Battle the necessity, the void
Light, destroy emptiness
So bright, engulf my abyss

Blood filling the sternum
Of the work horse grown old
The rusty iron of an old train yard
Stagnate pools of ancient prosperity
Fill the scene of yesterday's tomorrow

Instead of futuristic gizmos
Zapping up our daily needs
We worship a silly piece of paper
Watching the ruins around us fade away

Instead of helping one another
Stand from a nasty fall
We fill our pockets with jingling candies
Trying to sweeten our sour lives

Instead of being the beacon of hope
The self proclaimed city on a hill
We watch the struggles around our walls
And laugh at the ones within

A day of reckoning is soon to come
With it we all fade to dust
A rebirth is in store
But it will not bring new life

Only more death and struggle
Because Lady Liberty only holds her torch
Shines upon her own achievements
And leaves others in the dark

Wheezing, she stumbles upon a notebook
Coughing the blood of her own horse
Rusting away like her prosperity
She reads of what she learned a day ago
But forgot for today

She awakes in a cold sweat
Still torch in hand
Will she have learned to shine towards others
Or will she only brighten herself?

Feed the parasites in my brain
Eating the bindings that hold me together
And watch as I fall
Deep
Deep
Deep
Deep
Into an insane abyss
Deeper
Where the only light there is
There isn't
Where the only logic allowed
Is illogical
Where the moon sings sweet lullabies
That I cannot hear or see
Does it really then?
Am I deaf/blind
Or is there nothing to see/hear?
Is this hole empty
Or is there so much that it implodes
Sending micro particles outward
Into the space that doesn't exist?

The pendulum swings
Quarter past three
Time bites and stings
What time will it be?

Contorted mechanics pop
Broken hands pound
The beaten face drop'd
Eaten by the devil's hound

Cuckoo bird yelps
A searing pain
Scorching helps
The birds consciousness regain

Time stands still
Psychics can't forsee
The lighthouse on a hill
Nowhere near a sea

Blood drips from the wound gears
Silently covering the floor
With my absorbed fears
Watch it close my door

The night grows thinner
As the bright orange fills the deep
As the stars vanish
So does our time together
Daylight is the final bell
The end of us for now

Beware young lovers
Spouts the rising sun
The day anew has begun
And so kiss goodmorning
And leave upon my warning

Slow regression back
Down down down
A home that I love so much
A slow freefall back to familiar ground
Where I wait for your heart
Sigh

A voice tremors in the dark of night
The stillness catches every jostle
Of the jawline, wavering with excitement
As he professes his love
The deepest emotions found in his heart
And there is no one to hear it
No ear to receive the devoted words
And the moon cries tonight

My sweet goddess
You float in my heart
Carefree and beautifully
Crafted by the hand of God
He made you special
He wanted you to be
Far beyond angelic
And that, you are

In my ear you sit and preach
Tell me to hold my faith when all else is gone
Now I want to thank you
For getting me through this storm
And allowing me to see the day

Mindless pander within the dome of reason
Bickering more or less with the walls and self
Punishment, punishment: **** you fool
Death and the universe coincide, collide
One being, supernaturally existent
Normally abnormal beyond logic
Dreams of dreams about dreams frolic
Goals pace themselves towards the gulliotine
One little sheep, two little sheep: dead
Oh elusive sleep, why do you not embrace me?

Where is it that the butterflies roam
After your deceptive plot
The beings that flutter
With sporadic yet graceful joy
The beauty of the eye gone

And the bees
Who's sting is only as sharp
As a deflowered world
A youth with no innocence
Because of an industrial scheme
To recruit robots of flesh

Monogrammed televisions play
McDonalds commercials featuring
Justin Beiber who has the moves
Like a Syrian rebel

Oh look! The new reality...
TV show to delude the pain
Of a million starving children
Crying for your pleasure

I have a suit and a devil's tongue
Will I have your vote in the next
Slave auction? Please I promise
To not totally destroy your dream

But first; did you take a selfie?
Before you chambered the round
Did you even lift?
Or could you even?

I like sheep on my feet:
Ignorance is a warming peace
Until its a cold war
With an unknown enemy

Idiots don't like to be called idiots
But it's for the common ambiguity
When in Rome, we die together
Ashes to ashes dust to dust