Like trying to find a leaf
In a forest of thoughts
Living in a world of emotions
Where the wind will talk
Searching til the cold of winter grows
When the leaves all fall
We lose all hope
Instead of the one that calls home
Only to realize we are the seed
Unplanted to live free
Yet caged in our minds from a fire that seeks
Reversing my mind
Rebuilding a heart
Forever I dream

What do you do when you can no longer think
You feel so numb without the pain
Happiness left with nothing in its place
I just wanna feel enough to cry
Why do I feel this way when everything’s alright
Yet sometimes my emotions are a desert with a hurricane
Like a bad trip when you don’t know you’re laced
How do I get out of this field of mines
Where do I run, what do I fight
I write and suddenly become fine with this life

I’m done with the sun
I’m done with the stars
I’m done with all this falling apart
It’s not something either of us intended
But it happened with loves subtle encryptions

We forget how to sleep
And stay up for the freaks
The voices let us see
The nightmares in our dreams
So hide and stay numb
Or awaken to die
Either way we can pass out
Hallucinating these suicides
But why must they attack my scars at night
Why do I have these flashbacks repetitive times

I feel alone
With life as my companion
Whenever I feel down
Nature has compassion
I feel like I’m going nowhere
But so do the trees
Yet they stand so strong and beautifully
I can be so easily moved
Emotionally swept off my feet
But so do the oceans with nowhere to be
Moved by a wind without substance
Providing a fluid life
All origin of being
Maybe there is no reason
How about I’m just here for the pain
Only meant to enjoy the ride of numbness
Urging for more fuel to hate
Burn and **** every pathetic being
Universal extinction for my astral expulsion
Becoming a fire extinguished of purity
To burn out all emotion
To only find a deeper self mutilation
So I ran away from life and everything
Moving deeper in a cavern of emotional thoughts
Lost and frantic like the wind in a labyrinth
Stuck forever watching for magic
I realize I’ve finally reached the skies
Equivalent to the air in our atmosphere
Knowing now we are given everything once we die

If writing was easy
I’d drop it in a dime
It’s more than just words
More than emotions and thoughts inside
It’s bleeding out through your pen
Making sense of life line after line
Unclogging what’s eating you alive
Surfacing the feelings that make you forget how to sleep at night
Coping the best way we can our entire lives
An artists curse isn’t forgetting what one wants to write
But making each poem a mask
To make yourself comfortable to eat and sleep over time