There was a sound
It pounded my heart
I looked around
And I fell apart

I felt such a pain
It vibrated in my mind
The darkness became light of day
As the sun turned into moon's light

I crossed the threshold of my existence
Looking backwards into the past
There was a days where I was tense
A lot of time to wander at last

What do I say
When the chips are down?
Trying to run away
My smiles became frowns

There was no hope
There was no dreams
There was no life
Just a shell of a man
Trying hard not to go insane

What the **** are we here for
What the hell is our ******* purpose
Do I unlock this ******* door
And kick someone's *** for
Looking at me wrong?

I try too ******* hard to please everyone
But that only gets me into ******* trouble
Everything I say seems like a **** in the wind
It ******* stinks on this side of the track

Growing up with different ideas
Thinking I could go somewhere in life
But fear stole my reflection and replaced
It with ******* stressed out nerves
I tried to love but nothing seemed fair
I don't even think I ******* cared

I got my nerve back with liquor courage
But that just made me ******* mean
I fought and I fought and fought to stay
Alive, hurting others with everything that
Came out of my mouth, never thinking before
I spoke. I still ******* do that, and it gets me
Nowhere

I'm ******* in charge of my mouth but *******
Does it spew out some ******* ****. That's why
I'm going to take this ******* energy and use it
To the way I write. Maybe I can get my *******
Point across and say that we need to believe in
Ourselves and follow our dreams. I see *******
Clearly that we need to **** the negative thoughts
And stand up for freedom of speech. Do it the right
******* way and watch out what I ******* say.
It ain't going to matter if I get shot because I
Couldn't hold back my speech, so I'll put them on
Paper and make my dreams reality.

I wonder what life is all about...


Do we die and go to a heaven or a hell...?


Do our consciousness moves onward, letting go of our
Bodies when it can't survive no longer and we end up
Becoming gods, ruling over our own earth?

Would it be such hard to imagine...


Do we live in our own heaven or our own earth
Right here and right now, trying hard to make the
Days count for something? Does it really matter?
Wouldn' it be insane if when we died we never
Moved forward and there was just total darkness?

Nothingness...


I find it hard to believe but who really knows,
That's why I try hard to make each day count

Everyone is looking down
Staring into their phones
No face to face in and around
So isolated in their homes

What will we do next
Does it bring better communication
Is it a curse or a hex
A bedevilment of our nation

Taking pictures and sending them
Is really cool in my perspective
Is it an original sin
Or does it fall in a good objective

Technology is reaching the stars
Finding knowledge we couldn't find elsewhere
Holding moments of what we are
And taking these unspoken words to new heights

I meant to say something beautiful
But the words wouldn't come out of my mouth right
So many things you have done for me
I have all these feelings I feel for you inside
What am I suppose to say to someone like you?
Is thank you more than enough?
I hope one day I have the intigrity like you do
Maybe if I showed you how much you mean to me
Would make a huge difference in this relationship

I see a thousand tears you've cried
Worrying yourself over a guy like me
I want to wipe them away from your eyes
And tell you that everything will be okay with me
There's no need to worry, I'm a big boy
If I happen to choose wrong I'll pay for it
And there's nothing you can do to save me

The day seem like forever
Forever holding your hand
I don't want to let go
I might lose you in the wind
I shall forever be searching for you
Are you out there my beautiful friend?
We are like shooting stars in the sky
We make a wish and are surprised
That it does come true in time
How can two souls relate
When it seems like we are doomed
Trying hard to discuss the problem in a healthy way
Instead of flying off the handle
There seems like a force keeping us together
Or I would of been alone ages ago
And finding you would of never been in the picture