we see you more than you see us
and we know it better than you think

we are the strongest among you
you may try and break us down

you can beat us down
you can drag us down
you can talk us down
you can pull us down
you can stare us down
you can cheat us down

no matter what you do
no matter what you try

we will always come back
and we will never die

you can send us to the edge of space
you can send us to the center of the sun
you can throw us out onto the street
you can dropp us into the depths of an empty well
and even to the depths of hell

but we are back
oh we are well

and there is something you lack
and only we can tell

don't you feel terrible
don't you feel sad
don't you feel horrible
don't you just feel bad

we can beat you down
we can drag you down
we can talk you down
we can pull you down
we can stare you down
we can cheat you down
we can send you to the edge of space
we can send you to the center of the sun
we can throw you out onto the street
we can dropp you into the depths of an empty well
and even to the depths of hell

but we wont
and i bet that you do't know why

its because you have something that we don't
and that is the corruption of a lie

we have been beaten down
we have been dragged down
we have been talked down
we have been pulled down
we have been stared down
we have been cheated down

we have been sent to the edge of space
far from the reach of a friendly face

we have been sent to the center of the sun
isolated, stupid, and dumb

we have thrown out onto the street
cold and lonely, hungry for anything to eat

we have been dropped to the bottom of an empty well
its cold and dark and everyone passing by just says 'oh well'

and we have even been to the depths of hell
nowhere to run
and constantly attacked
always lonely
and pain never lacked

always searching
can never find a friendly face
can never come home to a proud mother and father
cant even find a place to stay
cant even find out why people even bother
only able to find that everything's become harder

but there is always a loop hole
always a break point
always a loose pole
always a loose joint

you will always find someone
family or friend
someone that has a hand to lend

but this person is not here to hold your life by the hand
this persons job is to help you get up and stand

and its up to you to take the first step
and live your life with no regret

so its not about being able to come out on top after bieng
beaten down
dragged down
talked down
pulled down
stared down
cheated down
sent to the edge of space
sent to the center of the dun
thrown out onto the street
dropped into the depths of an empty well

its about the fact that we stood by our friends
we saw you more than you saw us
and we knew knew it better than you did

you tried to break us down
and that just makes it true
that we have become
the strongest among you

one perfect painted picture
hung crooked on the wall,
one day it will completely wither,
and it will die and fall,

a new picture will be painted
and hung in the same place,
its memory tainted,
by a once dead space,

it too will one day die,
and another painting
will be hung with another sigh,
furthering the tainting
of another painting that will die

How do you know it’s all over?
When darkness and time
Are as infinite as death,
And the world you know
Is at its final breath?

When all the dark has overcome its foes
To sink into your skin and between your toes,
And shards of glass is all you breathe
Into a web of despair that will never unweave,
When all your family has turned against each other in disdain,
And all your friends cause each other endless pain,
When the air you breathe becomes what you believe you don’t deserve,
And your most horrible fears replace your every nerve,
When such a time in the end of all things has no worth,
And lives can only be returned ruthlessly to this dying earth

This is such a time
To ask what questions I have that are mine,
For I don’t understand that in my heart
Lies a sense of meaningless in why I played my part,

Did I add to this dying world?
Did I kick the young and destroy the old?
Have I become what I have fought for so long?
Have all of my beliefs been proven wrong?
Am I blind to all I have done?
Am I aware that I hurt all and appreciate none?
When did I join this dying planet?
When did I receive my pointless part in it?

I just don’t understand
Why darkness and hate,
Have become the foundation
Of earth’s final fate,

I guess when demons finally rid themselves of what their trying to ****,
We humans will be at the mercy of our own will,
And earth will either be dead or almost gone,
And we’ll follow the road to the end of all things as it was meant all along.

any poem can be read
but are you listening to the words
how can you tell what it just said
how do you know if you understood it at all

how do you know whether it impacts you or not
how do you know if it makes you move
how do you know what its saying to you
how do you know which path to choose

when do you get the message
does it take you a few tries
do you keep an open mind
or do you just say everything is lies lies lies

do you know what you want
what are you looking to find
are you looking to broaden your experiences
or expand your mind

if your looking for answers
i can't tell you them myself
i don't know what they are
but i can tell you something else

poems won't give you answers
poetry is simply a key
what you must ask yourself is
how do i find the answer within me

how do i know if i feel it inside
what can i do to help myself decide
i wont find the answer in a books many pages
or by reading about life's many stages
i haven't found the answer yet
but i know reading is definitely not my best bet
ink and paper cannot bring out my soul
only the energy in each piece of cereal in the bowl

but if poetry can set you free
then i guess poetry does open the door
so ill use the poet within me
to open it a little more

those we've loved
those we've lost
those we've hurt
the lives we've cost

we've never actually taken the time to think about these things
the good people
the bad people
everything real

there is a saying that states 'in a mans imagination is where he can truly be free, thus is now, and thus will always be'
but that doesn't change the real things in life
it doesn't change what we see
it doesn't change the reality
it doesn't bring out more light
it does't bring anything to right

but the power rests within our hands
to act on what we feel
to change the stars
and make our dreams become real
so that we may expand our thoughts
expand our lives
and remember those we've lost
remember their lives
and so they had not died in vain
use their power
use their will
use their pain
and give the world something to gain
give it heart
give it strength
give it purity
give it a life of greater length

pay tribute to the dead
remember who changed our lives
remember who we loved
remember who payed for our lies

pay tribute to the dead
do something bold
pay tribute to the dead
remember the people of old
pay tribute to the dead
live our lives for ourselves
pay tribute to the dead
remember loss
pay tribute to the dead
know regret
knoe the cost
pay tribute to the dead
we have strength
pay tribute to the dead
we have the power
its in our hands
sieze the hour
change the land
change the stars
change the world
the time is ours

carpe diem
sieze the day
take your life
and never give it away

got my hands in my pockets
my chin in the air
my feet on the ground
im on a mission
a dare

got my hands in my pockets
my chin in the air
got my eyes fixed foreword
like there's nothing their

nothing but my path
my goals
my ends
my faults
my treasure
my money
my friends
my sweet jar of honey
my strength
my heart
my strive
to be a part
of something big
a part of something real
a part of something special
something that will make me feel

righteous
and free
in the air
where nothing can touch me
where no one can bring me down

i got my hands out of my pockets
my head held high
my feet steppin up
and im wavin bye

bye to my world o fear
bye to my world of pain
bye to my world of dead ends
bye to my world of never ending rain

bye to the darkness in the corner
bye to the darkness under the sheets
bye to the filling my head
bye to the holding my feet

bye to the hateful swing that misses every time
trying to hit me
trying to pound me
trying to deal great pain

i am above you now
im standin tall
nothing can hold me back
nothing at all

I see people alone, and in pain
i see people walking with no name
i see people forgetting what it means to live
forgetting what the good life is

forgetting the taste of apples
forgetting the taste of milk
forgetting the taste of eggs
forgetting how to cook
forgetting warm water
forgetting the meaning of soft
forgetting how to soothe
a troubled persons mind, or heart
living as slaves to their past
and dwelling on dreams of the future
forgetting the strength of the will
forgetting the potential of the heart
forgetting the importance of the soul
forgetting the power of love

only knowing the cold hard floor
only knowing closing doors
only knowing stupid games
only knowing lots of pain, and no gain
only knowing loosing everything
only knowing hurting all the time
only knowing loneliness is inescapable
only knowing violence is inevitable
only knowing people that don't care
only knowing its all unfair
only knowing dying is better than so much suffering
only knowing trying does nothing

not knowing you
not knowing the good you can do
not knowing the lives you can save
not knowing the lives you can change
not knowing that there's someone out there that cares
not knowing there's someone willing to treat your life as it it were theirs
not knowing someone so kind
not knowing someone who wont stab you from behind
not knowing you would be happy to make their day
not knowing someone like you is only a breath away

finding a path they can finally walk
finding someone they can happily be
finding how easy it is to forget the past
finding how easy it is to pursue the dreams of the future
finding out the incredible strength of the will
finding out the endless limits of the heart
finding out the extreme importance of the soul
finding out the infinite power of love
knowing what they can do for you
knowing the good they can do
knowing the lives they can save
knowing the lives they can change
knowing how to care
knowing that their willing to treat your life as if it were theirs
knowing how to be kind
knowing they wont stab you from behind
knowing they would be happy to make you day
knowing that someone they used to be is only a breath away
knowing what to do
knowing how to help the people they used to be
knowing how to be free

whether its living for yourself
living the dream
living for the people
or living for everything

living is being true to yourself
living is being strong
living is having the discipline to listen to yourself
and having the courage to follow along

living is having no regrets
living is being a kind and loving person
living is being a part of everything
and above all
living is giving
and taking is not
living is living
and that
is living