Holidays on a broken sea
decayed boat rocking on churning waves
sun barley breaking through the sky
lives dying far away and far beneath
love flying for now and fleeing later
people and things come together in mutual disgrace
i say goodbye to a horizon
seeing for the first time like a child
torn from the far forgotten planks of memory
i see now what is and what always will be
my light will once again become one
one with a holy eye that sees all and learns nothing
because all is known already
on this tundra like universe
ready to die
ready to be born
always waiting
seeming unlike any other
it is just like any other
cause its everyone and everything

I used to be a bird
I can still feel the wings
Constantly flapping inside my head

Oh how i want to leave
This place and all these things
My life and my body

Red jacket sitting on a park bench
who did you belong to
who did you protect
from the rain and the snow and the sleet and the cold
you were tossed away
you were summer sold

I dont think its wearing off
were gonna have to talk all night long
talk till im up again
talk till im calm.

ill never get tired
hearing you sing
ill never get sick
watching your body swing

Your the most
entertaining thing

I promise you
that all i do
will be for you

we,ll drive past all the sites
cause were on the route to the view

well live on the road
underneath the stars
and watch cosmic clouds of dust
surround around mars

cause were going
oh were going nowhere fast
but our minds are racing the stars
their on a fast track

I dont think i know what im doing
just trying to get some kicks no matter how im feeling
so exciting this place is
a new wonder i should be exploring.

I know how it hurts you so i keep it up
i keep the feeling
how can i not its all too appealing.

ill talk to you
and see
that my interaction
with you
its not me
but when im on my own
when im lonesome
when im tired
when im thinking of someone
that is me
and that is what i need to keep
i will continue this
this piece that i carry when im alone
when i write
when i sing
when i play
its what i do
and ill keep on doing it
so please
i dont need distractions
but it is nice
when i can forget who i am
sometimes

Now that weve lost
could we finally move on
im fine with losing
as long as i can keep moving
keep living
keep *******
life is a playground
life is a school
life is a prison
and i will take it how i will
i will use it
i will play with it
i will conquer it
and do with it how i see fit
as long as im still enjoying myself
then there is a reason to keep going

ill grow with the grace of the winds
with the power of the waves
with the beauty of a flower
ill grow with the brutality of the hunt
with the ugliness of the ****
with the humiliation of abandonment
ill die like every other person in this world
ill grow like every other person in this world
ill live with a passion that burns in everything that drinks this air
ill wonder like a child
at the massive substance of being dissolved into this drink

I fell asleep
like a beast in the grass
free from the eyes
of god in his wrath
there's a nurtured presence in the air
breathed out by the trees here
i never feel safe when i speak
but always when i listen

your so neat
your so clean and composed
your so sweet
your the nicest girl i know
look at me
turn around and strike a pose
its just me and you
living on the tips of our nose

Thats how they do it.
Lovers.
They just rub their souls together.

got to go to work
got to have a job
got to have a house
got to have a car
got to have kids
got to have a dog
got to have land
got to have clean shirt
got to have nice shoes
got to have a respectable haircut
got to have a shave
got to have food on the table
got to be ready
for what?
got to be happy
but how?
what have you gained?
what have you accomplished?
what have you realized?
what have you learned?

I will create for my friends
the things that they love
ill present it to them
when there heart becomes void of

I will elate my friends
with the things that they love
so they can have one last thing
before they become societies glove

My friends are my allies
ready to fight for me
they deserve what they acquire from me.

oh when you go
dont go without me
cause you know
i know the way

you will get lost
because your heads so dazed

i cant let myself fall into the drug
cause if i fall
i wont hit the ground

just fall till
my mind recovers
until i find my way back  
to the spot
before i left

wheres my feet
my legs are burning
wheres the bed
i wont wake up

silhouettes of a dancer
dancing in the leaves
that fall off the april trees

i know your fine
you'll find the time
to get back to your mind

i just hope you
get back in time
to find mine

tattered dream
split
far from graceful
shreds of me
pieces of what i had
what i have
what i need
what i want
these things i dream of
are me
they show me
what is and always will be
just me
my light
love
soul is a word
that doesn't come close to explaining it

My stomachs rising
I feel my insides contract
i am terribly sick
until I wretch the uncomfortable mess
with a violent howl
that my organs direct
they know what to do
so i let them handle the rest.

I know they'll make me better again.

get dramatic
cause a scene
make sure everyone can see your mean

wake up keep the routine
do the same thing every ******* morning

get up and go down the hall
glance into the mirror and see it all

Your no-one and you see it
the worst part is appearing defeated

You've lived like a loner
feeding of former
fighters who fought
to keep the order

you know your gonna die soon
in these conditions no-one could conquer

you believe it wont matter when life turns to ****
cause you where the best at everything and all you did
you did so well so look a little better you should feel so swell

when you really see what it all means
try to preach but no-one will please
you with their time

they are way to busy living their lives
who would want to listen to the *** who thrives

no-one living of the land
no-one trying to survive

why waste our time
on a man with a free mind

God looks up toward the sky and sees the face of infinity
That invokes the imaginative premise of our minds.
Forever so beautifully held together by each other eyes.
No matter what shape we take.
Our world will house our soul.
On and on
until it explodes.
but the cycles continues the sad show.

Im having such a blast
but it cant last
I gotta wake up eventually
Im having such a blast
but it cant last
I gotta get back to work today
I cant just stay in bed
dreaming away
pretending im a part of the party.

Concentrate on the designs you see in your mind.
They'll take you places you want to go,
and show you things you want to know.
So pay attention
or you'll never know what your missing.

Cause for alarm
Good heart pumping the head
Horizons nice view
I see you well
I loom
Scraped knees on the side streets
Shout of the balcony into the sea carried by a wave
Smoke eye burn
Smooth skin riddles with historic woes
Sunsets and dawn and the evening
Wave goodbye to the cool air

Did you ever feel like screaming
did you eve feel all alone
Its not their fault so don't blame them
your downfall was your own

What a recluse
Here I made you a neuce

What a recluse
Just use the neuce

The one I was gonna use
before i cut loose

I can do whatever i want
no matter how many times you collapse my wave
ill ride it on
till the crack in the horizon
gives way
to unimaginable colors
and perfect shapes
signifying things
beyond this space
but still close by
reality is in our mind
not something that is easily defined

taking my time to gather my mind
before i lay down to rest

no need to drift away,
carrying emotional castaways.
its meaningless in sleep
they just make phantoms to keep us attached to our daily griefs

Why is it we forget
we get so caught up in each others eyes
we forget to look at the sky
we forget who we are
who we love
scold it.
Whats the price of your soul?
cause you sold it.
To the routine that makes men seem
to like killing everything

You better learn what your doing here.
cause if you don't know
your doomed to be
another phantom in this clustered place
always coming back
no matter how many times the stage dies
it has to repeat the building of this place
cause where else are we going to go
nowhere else can house a lost soul
the universe is the only place to go
anything else is so illogical.

Theres nothing i can hope to
accomplish anytime soon.
So whats the point
I think ill just stay in my room.
Its cynical i know
but what can you do.
I just love the solitude.

give to me
all you have
you'll belong to me
and ill give to you
all i have
and ill belong to you
and its nice
when we can live
with someone to belong to
i don't have you
only parts
and you don't have me
only parts
wherever we may be
well have each other in mind
until that piece of us together dies
and it will
but its memory will be there
in you
and in me

Whats on your mind
you towering tree
you statue of energy
are you too profound to hear
or can you listen to me
It doesn't matter anyway
you don't have to teach me anything
I don't think I could even handle your attention
let alone your magnificent energy.

look up
look at the sky
look at the sun
the thing that gives us life
look at the ground we come from
covered in green
catching light
in between
the pores
that open up
connect the grass to the rays that come
from that ball a blaze
it keeps burning
it keeps turning
a cycle
till were dead
till were all dead
it shall be our king
our god
our answer for all things

Teach me
im watching
teach me
im wide and willing
im still and waiting
im soft and maleable
i need teaching of how things are
of how things should be
of the light that bounces off and from all the trees
i see their light and it sees me
i feel its care for me strecthing past my imagination
streams of flight and concsious ripples carrying me towards the one
the once bright gleam of the sun peaking past the mountains
as we circle
what is will always be
whats here has always been
whats learned is constantly growing
until forgetting happens
well rise towards god
and finally forget
in one terential struggle of accurate compulsion
we want more
and in the process we forget what we have learned

Just the smell of the summer
i can hear with that sense
i can see with that sense
i can taste with that sense
i can feel with that sense
the crazy, wild, wound feeling of years
can unwind
release
and fall
but it falls back on top of me
and fills back in through my mouth
so i can get back to work

Break out the guns
and shoot someone
today is the day
to show us you're brave

Pull the trigger
dedicate
never look your corpse
in the face
it's an ugly grace

What a disgrace
how could you run out to ****
the neighbor boys
with all the toys

the politicians grow up
to lust for blood
and never let you know
whats going on

they're their to gain
you cant trust the game
revolt in a glorious uproar
and uproot the society
that humiliated humanity.

the sea's a show that gawks at the moon
what a lovely seat ive acquired this afternoon
a balet of this display deserves some show of gratitude
I think I, the moon will chose to embrace you
ill enjoy the feeling of falling into your mass
no matter the reprecussions
ive had enough of the cast
id rather be dead
than floating around
i the moon
chose to be with the ground

Join the guard
Hide the guns
this is mine and mine to bargain
im still and holding the gaping, breaking, scarring bottle
of ***
dumb *** in the stomach of a dumb drunk
waking up dead
keeping down in the hole
water ****** through the limbs of trees
stars piercing the sky of immense black
light breaks through the night
dim lights of a fluorescent bulb
training souls of the fear that comes with the unknown
my soul is still and dark and wanting more
dark that will remain blind and pure
holy is the air and sky binding to our plain
my reality is as fake as my senses
im tortured in this time and still my mind is awake
i just want to sleep for the better
better things lay in the stale dreams that i have
recurring is the blight of disease
im awake and i have to see it
my people are hurting
and i
i have to stay awake to see them scream
these nightmares seem so real
as my love rips my heart
as my love hurts me
im still yours my mentor

hard sky's pay me no mind
learned seas pay me no mind
angel birds pay me no mind
cause i am nothing
nothing is and nothing will be
tortured in our scripted dramas
i don't want to be here
i don't want this body
i don't want this heart
i want to fly
like the bird i used to be
and the bird i will again become
likes the waves as they break on our romantic beach's
like the plants as they grow in this hardened earth
like the bees as they fly graceful and free
from a heart that doesn't want and constantly wants everything
every line like a play
every day gets less painful
i don't want it to be so
you and our life has hardened me
becoming more numb to feeling and memory
the earth will again beckon me
i will be obliged
i will give myself to my mother
and die
and be torn
and shred to soil
this is life and i'm happy

Dont forget it,
don't regret it,
don't look back and cry.
Don't look at me
when you can't see,
cause i can't lead the blind.

over saturated flower trying to breath from the lungs in my chest
the birds suffocating in my skull are breaking their bones in an attempt to get free
boy in his home wants nothing but to leave
to breed in himself a heart that is as free as the bird in his sky

Im catching the air in my head
cutting it with a sword housed in my dome
******* with the perceptive properties
of sight,
sound,
ecetera.

I was sleeping all the time
every day and every night
i slept every day that followed
that day i died

open mouths
ready to take you in

they grow from the ground
and theyre so destructive

After so much time
you still cant be angry.

After all,

the only thing im guilty of
was observing your biology.

still is the look when nothing is found
im expecting a sunrise and clouds
rain is a privilege
ill let the wet fall on me
my shoulders dont get cold
they are golden and bare
ill look into their eyes
being, pure, naked
ill be free
like them ill be free
ill never get back to what i was
so ill embrace who i am now

Final thoughts of a mind in contemplative state
grinding at the thought of someone waiting for your phone call

overwhelming,
not enough,

a contradiction

my own thought of you is only one of love
so why is such a note so hard pluck
even though without a doubt
i know its the right note to be played
hesitation amazed
stunning
cant think of a saying
to capture your lovlieness today

well live like dogs
running through empty neighborhoods
reclaimed by the land
the we fought off for so long
it cant help but grow
you don't know it though
your world in the screen
your minds melded with the gears

unfinished thoughts on the row of the night
waving on the dream of unfinished thoughts
i've lived and forgotten
and suppressed
my life is complete and is what i am today
i am a bug going, gleaming, and learning all there is to learn

Willow beads
late night deeds
done onto you
no one else will bother you
while you sleep
all by yourself

my time
spent like wind or a river flowing
going to something new
growing wings
becoming

when i die
i will decompose
and become
part of the soil
the plants
part of life again
my soul will dissolve
and once again become one
with the cloud of knowledge and awareness
that is this universe
that is this world
that is your life and my life
i will die
but i will become once again
part of that thing that is all and everything
i look forward to it
to giving what i have learned to it
to being part of god
or whatever the hell you want to call it

its so stupid
why do i care
about what you do
or how i react
its how i should react
i don't care
what you do
to me
or how you live
all that matters
is what i do
and how i live
so i don't care
about the stupid things you do

When did poetry become a spectacle
no longer something personal and beautiful
but something to prove to the society
that pushed you out of the inner rings
i know they ****
but don't do this for them
poetry is meant for you
to have fun with
to expel all that creative energy
so ***** em
i write for you and me

Excessive threats lead to fear of death
i know your scared but what do you want me to do
their bigger than you
and you can put me out with swing and shout

call the cops i know their ready for this
why would they care unless they can get a kiss from a harem
who is attractive enough
to save you from the big tough.