How do you tell someone how you feel
If you don't know the contents of your own heart..
if you've lost track of the tattered soul
you've been dragging for years.
If they're so much better at it then you...
you feel like what you say will never own up
to the art
coming from their heart
that rolls of their tongue.
The beauty they put to words  
makes your breath stop
and your eyes flutter...
then your heart begins to melt like butter.
You stutter and stammer
and feel like an idiot after
but at least you can say your a happy one.

You don't notice
when I sit in the dark
and ponder
or when I use the light you gave me to engrave a mark.
Your just out there again...mind but a wander

and you didn't notice
that I came home at dawn
but how could you...your where 'out'
and I cleaned up after you, like a obedient pawn.
The voices in my head have started to shout.

and you don't notice
I dig through my skin
in search of a soul.
But no one can ever look through my fictitious grin
cause then they'd see this massive hole.

You don't notice
that I do dare
wonder
if you even care
that I'm inches from a sunder.

You don't notice
your own hypocrisy
you spit in my face.
Your finite ideas hold a twisted policy
that stings like mace.

You don't notice
that when you cry to me, I only feel pity
that you still can't keep it together.
It's not your fault but, lets face it, childhood was ******.
I feel obligated to love you because of a biological tether.  

But I do notice
you love me.
Though the theory many have shared
is that you could be
emotionally impaired.

And I worry
that I'll do something rash
because of the lack of borders.
Soon I'll crash
cause like you I'm a emotional hoarder.

I can't think of a title......
it's not like I'm typing the bible
maybe I'll just tell my troubles to the moon
what I say will probably be long forgotten soon.
Lost in a sea of more meaningless overly misused words
that are repeated by little noisy birds.
The words themselves aren't meaningless ,but the people normally behind them
don't use them with the intent
they actually represent.
They use them lightly like the little speck of dust we are floating on in space.
The misuse leads to the miscommunication
that results in a lot of frustration.
Cause the worlds dots have stopped
being connected
because we've grown to let are youth be infected....

Apparently I've just gone on a ramble.... hope it made sense at least

Bold,
Bouldering,
Rolling on.
Sing me a tune,
My favorite song.
Sing me my praises.
Sing me my sins.
Sin till the saints come marching in.
Saintly,
Sinners singing a song.
Saintly
Sinners
Boldly
Bouldering
Rolling on.
Starting fires wherever we roam
We are nomadic
No place we call home
We are nomadic
Wanderers
Wondering free
We are no man property.
We seek adventure,
We seek our souls.
Spreading the word
Our only goal.
We are
Saintly,
Sinners,
Bold,
Bouldering,
Rolling on.
Sing me a tune,
My favorite song.


   Made of stone.

You're a Reckless Soul.
Whose Beating Heart,
Bleeds Down the Telephone.
You Say
"I'm never coming home"
'cause,
You Got No Place To Go.
"The whole worlds crazy"
You'll Never Understand It.
And you can't Fight it Alone.
But, I'm with you Wherever you go.
Maybe not always in Flesh and Bone.
So, just Pick up the Telephone.
We'll show them what we're made of...

We are Made of Stone.









Bold
Bouldering
Rolling on
Sing me a tune!
My favorite song!
Sing me my praises.
Sing me my sins.
Sin till the saints come marching in.
Saintly,
Sinners singing a song.
Saintly
Sinners
Boldly
Bouldering
Rolling on.
Starting fires wherever we roam
We are nomadic
We are made of stone.

My body is here but my mind is not
I have this feeling I am missing something
Something that can make me feel great
I hope I will find this something soon
Because I don't know how long I can wait

Emotions I'd lock away in a bottle
Heaving my foot harder on the throttle
Driving as reckless as this car can bear
If they could hear me, the people would stare
Because I was taxing the engine with e'ry mile
And it was worse when I'd fake a laugh or a smile
The more that I'd fake, the more I'd enclose
In a small envelope with the edges all rose
I'd pack more and more in, 'til it all would spill out
And rise to my lips in the form of a shout
But I'd bite on my lips 'til they bled ('til they bled)
And I'd keep all the shouts in my head (in my head)
And they'd never leak out, except when they did
How to express them? Well, I was just a kid
So I'd talk to my friends, but they were obsessed with games
And developing smart-assed remarks and foul names
None of them knew me, nor could understand
The shouts in my head or envelope in my hand
A slit for a thought, a fight for denial
The jury was loaded, my thoughts all on trial
No argument heard, it was senseless berating
And on the edge of cruel reason my emotions were skating
How to express what I knew was not reason?
The answer evaded me season by season
'Til it was said once, like a seed needing planting
A thought that grew out of my head, took my breath, left me panting
"You aren't Atlas, try as you might
All the feelings inside will **** you in a fight
You need to let out, like a quick-release lever
Find someone who'll ease your mind like, forever."
It took years to develop, since I first got the advice
Yet I was cast someone by the roll of dice
And little by little, my old ways would alter
My bottling acts would slowly falter
Three years it's been, and I'm surely the better
For unbottling things letter for letter
And sure, I've got stuff I don't say out loud
And things I keep private because I'm not proud
But still, I'm more open, and I'm also content
And it's as a result of the way I've been bent

Zillion die beneath and above,
dying for you to experience love.
Energy passing through, signal that fades;
visible mass, joys while it stays.
Unknowing becometh,
blood-sewing bays;
worth every penny,
worth every day.
Mindless and mindful,
alike and the same.
Differently brewing,
'Swhy we all came.
One more here, one more there;
and silence speaks
what you could not dare.
Stride of light and a wave of sound,
Right here-there, right here-now.