sure, *****
strut a pace
with the
subtle
redirection
of the
head.

spurs sharp
and maiden
blooded.
plumed fine.
head and chin
the red of
warrior men.

when set
to crow. cooped
low, this beast,
beak pushed
against
farmyard feet.
no.

There are beautiful things around,
If you'd stop to take a look,
Not chirping birds, not pretty flowers,
Not mountains, not flowing brooks

Beautiful things in the mirror,
Beautiful things in your head,
When you smile at yourself to go on,
A choice you choose not to regret

Beautiful things like you,
Beautiful like your eyes,
Beautiful things like your thoughts,
Beauty you can't despise

Beautiful things are a collection of you,
Your nuances filled with light,
Beautiful like your laughter,
Beautifully making things alright

waves are crashing and in them is me
flames are burning and in them is me
wind is howling and in it is me
the earth is turning and in it is me

do i matter enough for my death to be an art piece?
will i just be one of 3,600?
what matters more, life or death?

cant have one without the other
like a child and a mother
so **** yourself just like your brother
and give thanks for one another

bring me some ******* clarity
                                                      do i matter?
                                                         ­                    or was i just inspiration
for a poem about how many boys loved and lost you?

                                     DO I EVEN ******* MATTER?!

im lost with no foundation
and im drowning on my own two feet
if its any consolation
it makes it really hard to breathe
i cant even think of you
without it bringing back the pain
of when i mattered
and the drugs
and i
just mingled in your brain

i called you in california
talked until the sun came up
and now your life is figured out
it feels our past is all made up

until i really meet you, friend
i guess i'll never truly know
was i an object of amusement
or the pain that helped you grow?

Hidden in the warmth of the night,
Hidden by facade,
Pain lies in the dark.

I saw the darkness in your eyes;
Their immediate longing, followed soon, their inability to control.
You didn't stop,
You didn't stop.
Sadness, silence, and pain, finally,
In the darkness of your eyes;

But by then, the darkness had spread into mine.

The light in the darkness of that room,
that unforgiving light.
How it illuminated the darkness of your body,
How it dimmed the light in my heart.

And when you left, that darkness stayed behind.
You don't stop,
You don't stop,
You'll never stop.