dawning radiance
showers anew
day within
my soul

soft warm glow
gently brings
my sleeping dreams
to rest

mind
blissfully tranquil
adores this placid
moment

The sake has lost its taste.
It's been had so often
the taste has become so common
that the experience has been rendered
tasteless.

Life
in constant repetition
losing site of true ambitions,
its flavor
can barely
be savored.

I ponder on thoughts,
are they mine or another's,
I don't really know

I interpret meanings,
mirroring the echoes taught,
rippling from the start

Clearing distractions,
I experience the self,
awakening soul

Existence realized,
consciousness looking at self,
what could it all mean

Obviously lost,
wondering through illusions,
searching for the truth

is one where
the bond you hold with them is so strong,
the connection between you two is so great,
that the words "I love you"
never have to be ushered;
their evident
in every interacting
moment,
even the silence.

But when conveyed directly,
heaven sings
for it is a treat beyond
any earthly
delight.

Your souls
resonate, always gravitate
towards each other.
Even after rebirth
you always come back together.

Never lost, always found
in each others presence.

Supreme oneness.  

Even when apart great distance
there is no separation
in space,
or being.

Broken doesn't stand
it crawls,
struggles to live.

The day he got his legs back
he ran
fast and far
away from his misery,
away from his suffering,
away to his dreams.

The right to be
to put it
simply
I want to be free
I wish to be me

In my cloudy eyes,
blurred visions of sadness,
storms rage without fear.
In this furry, tears
spur out of the madness
and die.

Those, they who see it all
lost in the real,
struggling,
enlighten us to the
hard knock truths of life
while everyone else stumbles
in and out of fairytale dreams and illusions
of which have no meaning.

Dieing before their time
storms continue to rage
not only in my eyes
but in my heart.
Their words
etched into eternity
forever echoing
reassuring that
they don't die silent.

Clouds roar, rant and rage
crying out their pain.
Fluids held within release.  
The same is true of people  

You can always tell
when rains about to fall
because of the darkness in the clouds.
Likewise you can always tell
when a person's about to cry
because of the sadness in their eyes.

Conclusions -
Whether it's tears or rain,
the manifestation of pain
results the same.

Today's the day to be,
What truly matters to me.
Living the moment like there's no tomorrow.
Nothing holding me back, not even my sorrow.
Experiencing the glory of life, embracing all that is.
Watching the clouds pass by, the simple bliss.

Existence; be without resistance.
Life; hold no strife.

My Love.
Constrict not I will,
Acknowledge you and fill,
You will everlasting warmth.
Hold on to you.

Tonight I see you.
In the silence of this night,
your glow is loud.
It speaks to me.
It calms me.

I know now why the wolves call out to you,
howling in hopes that you'll hear them.
They wish to convey gratitude
for showing them that the sun still shines
even during the darkest of nights.

two years ago I died
trying to figure out how to live
but now that i'm "alive"
I feel even more dead.

way back when
when I was cracked and bruised and struggling
consciousness never left me.

now a days
days go by without notice
noticing very little
little to be enjoyed
enjoying almost nothing
nothing remains.

now, awareness is
that long forgotten friend
showing up when it doesn't matter.

Words repressed.
Thoughts somewhat cause
unwanted distress;
puts you right on the edge of
ok and depressed.
Chill presence, words of comfort from the rest
try, but do little to restore you to your best.
It's a mess.
Really gotta get rid of some of this stress.
Continuing on, hoping to pass always late test
of things that honestly hold little to no interest.

Sigh.

Poems attest
to thoughts repressed
of words that can't always be
expressed,
that linger
*unspoken.

grey
the perfect way
to describe
today

it wasn't ok...

memories
please, fade away
let no remnants
remain

a tired mind
needs no sheets
it blankets itself
with drowsiness

Find me where eyes can't take you.
In blind darkness
feel out my heart and soul.

that punch to the heart
has me feeling dazed and confused
these stars I see are not the ones I want to remember
when thinking of you

Life
is at times
an unwanted gift.
The sentiment is nice
but sometimes I think  
having the receipt would be nicer.
Maybe then it could be returned.
Maybe then enough money would be given back
for a new one.

hours pass
don't know how much longer
my heart can last
it's bleeding leaks into being
sadness felt, uncertainty's within me
this is important, don't let me rot away
this is important, don't let me become
the afterthought I believe myself to be

Away from agony, closer to love.
In the middle of mental torment
detach yourself from thought.
With each step, let go a little more
until you find yourself
inches, feet, miles
away from yourself.

Puddles on the ground,
reflect the heavens above.
Cloud filled skies calm me.
Flowers bloom, behold the sun,
praising the warmth that grew them.

I tied myself on to you
thought we were connected
jumped off a cliff too soon though
now I'm all conflicted
nothing caught the rope,
why didn't I test it...

Those occurrences of intimate bliss
when your filled with so much joy and warmth
stumbling around lost in a love stricken daze,
euphoria is all that you know

And then suddenly, it happens
the shattering of the heart
broken glass everywhere,
each step becomes more painful
than the last

Even though the experience proved to be harmful
they filled you with so much elation, so much glee
that regardless of the previous agony
you eagerly seek to become lost in their warmth again

In short, I'm ******...
Honestly can't believe
I gave up your bliss,
for this?

******* galore,
doing nothing but menial chores.
As usual, at first
it's always a pretty door.
Then you step in and soon realize
you don't wanna be here anymore.

At first it was ok,
but it always goes down this way.
You try to fit in,
but they're all riding on
a different hay wagon.

Bliss filled ignorance
dipped in chocolate
then giving me ****
because I'm not eating it.

And talent...
it's always hidden before seen.
So before they've see mine
there's no point in them being mean.
They're smiling, but I can tell they're faking
I find it a little irritating.
I'm tired of suppressing these feelings
but now I'm thinking I need to express them,
so I can begin the process of healing.

I'm a little on edge, please be wary
my state of mind is sure to vary.
To the next ******* who denies my being
a big fat F U is what you'll be seeing!

However you can,
express it.
Don't keep it inside
and repress it.
If your feeling unhappy,
tell someone why.
"There's no need, I'm fine."
It's ok,
You don't have to lie.
I'm here
and will stick by your side.
So tell me,
What's on your mind?

It just dawned on me.

This whole time
I've been trying to go up
unknowingly walking,
on the escalator that takes you down.

No wonder
life
has been at a stand still.
How else
could a person
walk in the same direction for years on end
without going anywhere.

Then
you have those people
who barely take two steps,
and they're there...
Makes so much sense now.  

Word to the wise -
walk a path
that's a little less
hi-tech.

Your differences, my differences
Is what brought us apart.
Your differences, my differences
Is why we lost our hearts.
Your differences, my differences
Is why we couldn't restart.

Unfortunately, things never got any better.
But regardless, I'll still love you forever.