Heart confused,
Brain amused,
Hands trembling,
Memories crumbling
Yet my soul lays untouched.
Bones cracking,
Words attacking,
Thoughts burned
From what I learned
yet my body is still intact.

tonight she threw away those photos of you that i took
on that film camera i bought in orlando
she tossed me my pile of developed photos
i knew the photos of you were missing
and she insisted that she didn't take them away
but i insisted that she did
and she did
and she cracked and told me that she did
in a weak attempt to censor my memories
after censoring every other aspect of my life
she censored my friendship and love and now
she tries to take away my memories of you
but they still linger despite her attempts
and yes, of course i still think of you
i think of those photographs i took
and the time we sat and stared at the ceiling
and the time you held me while i felt close to death
it was nice
i could never forget any of it
but i wish i could at least have those pictures
i want as much of you as i can get now
even if it means that those photos are all i could ever know of you again
because i don't see you anymore the way i used to
i think of you and i smile
wondering if you think of me anymore
and if you do
then do you think of me with a smile
do you still have the photos you took of me
i just wish i could have the one i took of you
you were smiling
you were happy
you were fine
and i was happy and fine, too
i just wish i could have a reminder
of the way it felt
the moment i pressed down on that button
and saw a bright light before my eyes for an instant

If you want something, you fight for it
If you want success, you fight for it
If you want that girl, you fight for her
You pour your heart with all your strength
With all your love, you fight for her
No matter what, you fight
With real, honest, pure, clean and harmless passion
You fight until your last breath
And you never, never give up
Fight for what's good
Fight

I don't calculate, I experience,
Mapping a constant circle
Of endless enlightenment;
Your line of logic runs tangent
And I need no proof that
My limit does not exist.

I'm another
textbook
definition
of what
the kids
shouldn't
be.

(10w)
-Andrew Durst.