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543 · Aug 2013
Use What You Must to Write
Matthias Aug 2013
Each line is a shadow of past stories.
Every word is etched into an open space.
How important it is that I leave a mark on this world;
Something to be remembered by,
But all I have to write with is
an eraser.
537 · Aug 2013
Alms Come In Many Forms
Matthias Aug 2013
Life lessons are to be learned.
Not by the strong but the meek.
Seek and you shall find,
Knocking on life’s door will ensure its opening.
As told by the teacher, “Ask and you shall receive.”
Like the eye of the blind,
Who has a remnant of clay upon their brow.
Only now open to see the beauty all around.
Like the feet of the lame,
Who dance with joy upon the city’s street.
Out to meet the passerby’s, causing interest, and to preach.
Telling a story of a man
Who simply and sincerely expressed follow me.
Upon following Him, he grants the ability to see and dance,
And not just physically.
Helping us who know the story’s end,
To lend a helping hand.
Pulling another from the mire to inspire his own song and dance.
- From Life Is But A Reflection
508 · Aug 2013
Unfitted?
Matthias Aug 2013
Like a loosely fitted glove.
White with an embroidered rose.
You say you do, but I'm not quite sure you love.
The not knowing part, I guess is how it goes.
You stay on but not firm.
Enough to protect, but the warmth escapes in turn.
- From Life Is But A Reflection
505 · Mar 2011
Tree-Top
Matthias Mar 2011
At a sight farther then seen by human eyes,
Sitting in a circle condemning those down below.
The souls lost in uncertainty but comfortable.
Satisfied with what is said even the lies.

Darker then the hearts stumbling on the earth.
We continue the false hopes and heartaches.
Bending branches by the weight of our breath.
Sending creeks down the mighty stump.

The twisting twigs and snapping limbs,
Are not heard but give all who pass chills.
Like a drug, it takes time to effect.
And soon we will feast on their regret.

Never satisfied those mortals droll on.
Consuming but never filling.
Feeding the addiction with whispers.
Saying what they want, not what they need.

With each passing moon we grow.
Sowing our thoughts and beliefs.
Reaped by those searching.
All who buy into our whispers and lies.
503 · Aug 2013
Weight of the Load
Matthias Aug 2013
Our minds are like pack mules;
Don't overload it or you won't go far.
Conversely, don't be stubborn.
- From Life Is But A Reflection
502 · Aug 2013
Birth of A Forest
Matthias Aug 2013
The initial hello of two strangers.
Followed by thoughts of something above.
Logic swallowed, and emotion's danger.
Results in what could be love.
The first is shock of finding
But then turmoil seems unending.
It's like a tree who needs wind,
For it's roots to be strengthened.
Thus, closer we grow.
- From Life Is But A Reflection
Matthias Dec 2012
We are oceans apart and 20 hours away,
And here I sit wishing for your face.
I want to hold your hand through this storm.
How the cold reminds me of your warmth.

Come back to me soon my darling.
Embrace me with your hugs, which is invigorating,
And causes the world to stop on it’s axis.
Distance makes me sad, but the thought of you relaxes.
Matthias Aug 2013
The sunset is magnificent,
But brings sad feelings;
The close of a perfect day.
- From Life Is But A Reflection
488 · Feb 2011
The Unslowing River
Matthias Feb 2011
Lonely is not such a lonely word.
Many sail the same boat;
Down the river of each others tears.
Carrying someone else,
Without the thought of it.
486 · Aug 2013
1st Law of Motion
Matthias Aug 2013
I am a tire;
My life, the road.
But you are the friction,
That slows my goals
- From Life Is But A Reflection
Matthias Aug 2012
Oh, how I am displaced to the back,
For I now know not anyone anymore.
Out of the circle but closing in,
I am strangled by once friends.
Once friends now only a memory,
Because the tide has changed.
Strangers fill my shoes;
Thus leaving me to
Feel the shame of decisions made.
Not by me, but the counter-fit friend.
468 · Aug 2013
Blah Blah Blah
Matthias Aug 2013
You speak many words,
But don't say very much.
That mouth of yours
Moves at an incredible pace.

STOP, and SLOW!

Think of the time wasted.
Of the moments stolen,
From a coherent thought.
You must try to

STOP, and SLOW!

Let time birth new thinking,
And new thinking to change.
Oh, how much we change
without the cause for movement.

Stop, and Slow
Think,
Change,
Then move.
- From Life Is But A Reflection
Matthias Aug 2012
As surely as the wind blows,
Time will pass;
Causing healing.
426 · Mar 2011
In the Key of G-Minor
Matthias Mar 2011
Love is but a song;
Playing to the tune of your heart.
It progresses,
From something simple to poetic.
It changes,
From a note into a melody.

So sing out that hidden song from within.
Play those heartstrings, never stopping.
Follow the song into oblivion.
Build on each sound, making chords
That flow from idea to idea.
Stringing together a melody.

You are the bird that hears my song,
And continues to sing it.
You occupy the hole in my heart.
Making residence,
Somewhere to grow and learn
To fly and spread that newly learned melody.
- From Life Is But A Reflection
413 · Dec 2012
The World Continues To Turn
Matthias Dec 2012
Butterflies from a high school love,
turns to bats scratching at my lungs.
At first forever was what was thought,
                                                                       Now forever can’t be far enough.
Have no pity on the fact of loneliness,
For G-d has plans that are desirous.
392 · Feb 2011
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Matthias Feb 2011
I woke startled from silence,
And saw the sheer beauty of stillness.
When you stop and see,
You realize what you know not.
The world is bigger then what it seems.

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