When the world crumbles beneath us.
As darkness consumes our souls.
All we can do is beg and plead.
You won't give up.
On us.

When life comes tumbling down,
as walls do sway and shake.
Though you claw and drown,
you're left with sole keepsake.
Your name is an image
that people know from hill to glen.
Your name is all you have,
when your world comes crashing in.

The greatest trick the devil ever pulled,
was tricking the world he did not exist.
The greatest trick God ever pulled,
was tricking the world that he did.

Describing how I normally do,
every fall the same.
When life gives out and trees wither,
shivering with the chilling air.
Shedding the forest of their clothes,
bare like a newborn, exposed.
Fall is a very unnerving time,
for I fear that Spring won't return.

Have you ever seen
a misshapen cloud?
I think not.
So be like a cloud.

You said you never catch feelings
and that's ok with me.
Only for a moment did I think
that I loved you at all.
But now I realize,
just how cold you truly are.
And what sad life you will live.

Love me not for what I look like

But what my story tells.

Like the stitching of vintage clothing
the colors always fade.
The memories of waning friendships,
tight knit they never stayed.
The rusted metal of once grande buildings
come toppling down past decades time.
So fickle is the inevitable,
and the burdens always mine.

They say that war is hell,
but surely it is not.
Because in war there are the children
and the younglings who've done no wrong.
And in hell there are the ******,
where the wicked men burn for all their sins.
Hell is where the guilty live,
war is where the innocents suffer.
Surely war is worse than hell.

At first I said we could never be
and things would never work out.
But little did I know,
that it wasn't that way at all.
It was because I was afraid,
afraid to lose someone else again.

She sat beside him
and he beside her
with fingers intertwined.
And as the sun crept down
with harmonious glow
'cross the hill
the bell tower chimed.

No matter how long you want to stay the same
It finds you one way or another
Either large or small
It takes you by surprise
The feelings that it brings you
Like gifts wrapped on Christmas day
A mystery that surrounds you and waits for you to find for yourself
It can come like a storm
Unpredictable like rain from a clear sky
But eventually you find yourself living life with it
As if it were always there
And no matter how long you want to stay the same
You live with it and call it friend.

I sat down and looked about,
at all the things I saw from my spot.
The tiniest details ingrained into memory
and position of the sunlight.
I remember the time,
I remember the smell, and taste.
But I don't know
if this will be the last time.
The last time I'm here ever again.

We all want that end
A storybook final scene
Adults know better

I like to think we're made of things.
All eventually recycled.
So when I'm dying.
I won't be lying.
Promising,
I'll see you in a while.

No one understands loss until it happens
Like a crushing wave, sweeping you off your feet
Tumbling you around without mercy
A roller coaster of emotions with
A searing pain right through your heart
Loss can stab you, beat you, and break you
All in one swift and cunning blow
And before the feelings have even hit you
Like a bright light
You see it flash before you feel the warmth
But this warmth isn't comforting
This warmth is cold
Far from fleeting
Lingering pain
But before this even hits you, you cry
Perhaps not yet knowing why you cry at all
Your mind unable to comprehend the event
It shuts down for the briefest of moments
As if wishing the bad news away
Will change the cold reality
But the tears roll down your cheeks
Rain on the windshield
Uncontrollable
But it finally catches you
And it holds you close
The room gets smaller
The air gets heavy
And you stop breathing for the slightest moment
It hits
Hard
And the tears flow even faster now
As if your eyes were the flood gates
Smashing open with all this emotion
You crumple
Sometimes losing balance
Sometimes because that's all you can do
Or all you want to do
Wanting to curl up in a ball and be lost for a while
Embarrassed your head bows like the sun every evening
Dipping and running away
You feel your heart literally wrench and your chest gets heavy
You can't function and the word loss now has a new meaning
Because no one understands loss until it happens
And I feel this now
This stinging blow
Now I understand what it truly means
To have it all taken
Truly feeling
At a Loss

It's sad that with age,
the less dreams we tend to have.
Many a night the older and tired sleep,
wishing for dreams to inpsire them,
just like years ago.

Give a man a weapon
And he shall use it
Not because they choose to
But because it is in their nature
Violence runs through their blood
Throbbing in their souls

His whole life he feared
to be forgotten
and to forget all he did.
So he built a tower
high enough
for the world to see.
It took him his whole life
to make his mark.
He finally breathed his last
with his tower in sight.
But when he awoke
as a new man
many years later.
He saw that tower
still standing.
But didn't recognize it
at all.

We do not change, we only lie
Like the clouds up in the sky
To fit the picture, we always try
You can pretend, but you’ll never die

"Hello furry friend"
He looked at me and winked
Quite a special treat!

Man was born to build
and to create his own wonders to call it his.
That is why we love progress so much,
which is why we always want to make something new.
To call something ours
and to be proud.
This is why man must go on.

These Republicans and these Democrats
and all the rest of the lot.
Saying what wants to be heard,
masquerading what they are not.
I come to you as a child,
with a mind that's true and pure.
But what happened to our government
what happened and what is the cure?
We bred a beast of paper,
born from misery and greed.
Where our lawmakers always owe favors
"never bite the hand that feeds".
Where money is the motivator
and the country is the boat,
and as long as they are high and dry
no matter how low they'll keep it afloat.
Like Nascar they're all sponsored
by whom we'll never know,
but they don't listen to us anymore
they listen to those who give the dough.
Have we forgotten the basic principles
this country was built around?
For all its fellow countrymen
In all its sacred ground.
To those we see on the sidewalks,
driving cars and going about
of all colors and pigmentations
fairness and equality is the only route.
As a child these were simple
but as we grew it left our minds
to treat others like our kin
no matter what the situation finds.
We were braver when we were children,
not afraid to help others out.
maybe I'm talking about things too simple,
perhaps this is what it's all about.

Sunlight looked kindly down upon him
Looking so peaceful, up on that tree
And though his once vibrant colors now dim
From that branch he was finally free
As gentle wind swayed
With his hair did it play-
that sweet boy that now hung on that tree.
But how ironic was this,
There would be no bliss,
When picked, there would be no glee.

I see you now that time has passed.
Once best of friends from long ago,
but now distant and nothing in common.
It's good to see you are faring well
and I'm glad how you seem to be.
I only wish however we kept up,
but now if we saw each other on the street,
we would have nothing to say.
Absolutely nothing at all.

For me,
The most beautiful women
Are the ones who reveal the least.
They are mysteries,
Leaving much to the imagination.

To become what you truly desire
One must accept themself for what they really are
But to tear down those insecurities
Can lead them down
Quite the opposite road

Life is not fair.
No matter how many times you convince yourself,
that life is equal, you waste your breath.
It's a common tale to all men,
that life shows you beautiful things,
but never lets you touch.
Perhaps that is why we dream.
To live a life for the briefest moments,
where life was good to you for once.

It is interesting to see
that the most depressing people around me
are the ones with the least problems.
Is it because they see the world for what it is
and handle it with ease?
Or is it simply that they care no more?