In my fantasy world
I asked for you to appear

In reality you showed up
Filled with delight

The words still refuse to come out right
We know I'm a bit crazy..

CrAckling of electricity the world goes quite, my cheeks turn red, oh the pleasure and the pain of your presence.

As I stand strong and vulnerable... Open and raw from our last encounter
Still I love you the same..

So I push forward into the fourth demention so that I can grab a hold of you. Shake your psyche so you could feel the urgency my soul craves us to be.

But I know if it's meant to be it will be.. And all my dreams and thoughts bring you no closer. I must let you be free so you heart can decide where it's meant to be.

Truth is I barely even know you as a human. My visions of you are of a life we lived or a dream of what could've been.

Truth is you never really showed an interest. I pushed forward because in your eyes I felt a blissful urge to be physically one.

Truth is your pressence indused my soul to come bursting into life. A fire got lit and forever burns bright.

Something about the recongonition of your essistsnce has forever changed my sight. I am forever grateful for your part in my life. I thanked you with my body but all it left me with was a quest for more. I could OD on the thought of you and the passion that follows.. Nothing can change that now. But it's done because somehow this feeling wasn't reciprocated and I feel silly now. I say this out loud so I can see how crazy this last year has been. I am only becoming all of me. You were a link to progression, a lesson in this section, a piece of the picture, a glimpse in an unseen mirror. When someone truly touches my soul I have a hard time letting go.. So I'll just grow old forever loving your soul. Appreciating what you showed me in myself. The true beauty and ambition. The spark that brings the world to life.. Forever in me is you. Is Me. Is everyone honestly but my favorite is in crazy green sea..

It's no wonder I get drunk sometimes this reality *****.. Some days I rather swim in a bottle with my delusions and forget all the pain that's come from being insane. My struggles are internal never ending battle the ying and the yang make sense to me now. Doesn't change what's behind and in front of me though. It's the here and the now that's got me spinning around. Angles and perception got me dropping my crown.. of ego. Flesh is in torment of what I'm depriving it now. My souls to great for this body to be locked down. Minds conditioned in the way of the world, body follows suit.. These chains continue to drop leaving me open and raw to the reality of my destiny and I know it just comes down to me. Can I live up to what my souls meant to be or will fall to the heals of the heeping herd of sheep. Stampeding through life without a conscious clue of what they do. Pointing fingers never taking blame. Living on the surface. Worshiping the fame. Doing what their told. Believing what they read. Letting the master plan unfold with ease. It's pathetic and sad.. My only truth is in my heart so I'll just let it bleed if that's what needs to be. Buh bye to that bottle it's only brought me grief.. Live and let love Peace.love and Harmony xo thanks for the read.

Living amongst the walking dead.
****** cold black eyes.
Roaming through life
hands ****** with no alibi.
Sickness swarms like butterfly's
in a open sky of lies.
All we know and are taught
are the twisted plans of the elite man.
As they twiddle their thumbs and watch the madness unfold of his thoughts untold coming to light but who actually knows. The hate it took to make this country. America the debt we never wanted the void that can never be paid. Even us in the know choose to be part of the demise flooding our minds and bodies with poison and suppressing the soul. Feeding the flesh not giving a **** about the rest. As we awaken may our own steps be all that we question.

Fluke
DECEMBER 20 · ONLY ME
I miss you. It must go unsaid.
I want you. The thought you must dread.
I hurt you. I feel it. I couldn't wait. I put you in a place you didn't want to be.
I hurt me. I said it. The natural flow of what could have been. Is behind me.
No light shines brighter. No soul brings fire. No touch moves me inside. No eyes charm harder. No truth seems truer.
The feeling of utter bliss. When the birds sing. Bodies collide. Breathing you in so I can keep you. I could shower in your scent.
No one has done what you've done to me. I want to hate you. But it was all my fault.
the crazy one. Yes I am to blame. **** me for eating the cake. Just as Eve tasted her apple. Forbidden fruit.
It was you who was forbidden fruit. The dying urge to taste you just wouldn't subside. So I sneaked and I lyed and I fought for my moments. Because in them is all I was and I couldn't watch another pass me by. I seized love locked in time for ever in my heart. I know when you said I was just *** you lied. You had to push me aside. I feel you. You know it. I remeber your words.. I lived by them. They tare me up but keep popping into my mind. I cut you to the core. Your eyes bring back lifetimes of heartbrake and soul shaking love. Come to me my runner. My bride. I just want to shower you with love will everything that I am. No one else will do.

So in love with my reflection in your eyes makes me feel like I'm stuck up on cloud nine.

The energy that flows between us is electric. Burning in the deep blue, my soul feeling like this is all that's true. Everything else could be an optical illusion. When our eyes meet the room goes silent and starts to spin as if we have been meeting just this way for centuries. I see you **** beyond your physical body. I read your waves for days with no words able to explain what your existence has awakened.
My Muse. My Love. I wait.

Who am I

I loose sight to often in this life.

Caught up in past lives
Feelings and Soul ties.

Giving my mind more to ponder inside.
Twists and turns thoughts go leaping astray

Living in the moment is light years away.

Until awoken to the words I hear myself..

TBC

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Sometimes I want to crawl out of my own skin. My body craves what my soul tries to cleanse. I can be my own worst enemy. It's like a team of destruction in my head the best thing I can do is go to bed. My mind can't keep up with the knowledge that it's feed. My understanding is based on a sensory and pretty much it's how you adapt to me...
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