I Don't Want to Fight Anymore

I don't want to fight with you
anymore.

I am just projecting
the ugly tangled thoughts
that plague my mind.

It's easier to make you hurt
than to feel it myself.

It's easier to access the ugly
than embrace the beautiful.

Most of the time,
it's easier to just hate you
instead of give you the love
you so deserve.

Colour Blind

I don't see the colour of your skin.

I see
the colour of your heart.

Is it dark and putrid or
is it the color of a soft and lilting tune?
Is it filled with warm tones,
or cold?
Hues of ice and snow,
or gold?

Do you give or take?
Do you love or hate?

I don't see race or faith,
I just see you-
your energy, your words, your actions.

I see you; I just simply
see you.

The field's on fire

wrath
and natural selection

loose in the commons

dying to ****
killing to die

this is no dress rehearsal
no prank

the breath of life
melts

into playground psychosis

triggering
the finger of a false god

summoned in the blackness

to try and choke humanity's
guiding flame

(but on it burns)

Poetry starts in the womb.

Every cell division is a vibration of life.

And, every vibration is a poetry of  life.

You don't know
What you have forsaken,
Until it is taken
Away (before your eyes).

Day is breaking,
Twinkles off
In the distance
Await dark bliss
When they can
Shine through
All of this.

Time traveling,
We do it every day.
Take a step,
Dance and traipse,
It's survival
You know,
It's all time
and space.

Some days you come
To find you're in
A new life,
The old no
longer yours
To hold.

Why don't we
Live again,
In this life,
Don't think twice,
Just this once.

Sunsets pass us by,
Sunrise blesses us,
Before our eyes.

Before our eyes,
Blesses us.