The Earth will crumble from its crust,
As the remains settle, and turn to dust.
The oceans will fall and meet the sky,
As a mother's weeps turn from moans, to cries.
Flames engulf their angelic symphony,
As embers of hope become whispers of hypocrisy.
Hope takes flight into the gleam'd, ashen sky,
Taking one final breath,
It coughs, and says goodbye.

Statements proceed much further
(Further)
then a wicked wind does blow
(ya know that)
Penitence abounds as speech,
unmindful leaves ones soul

Utterances pierce tongues of few
(yet)
thrills a myriad
(no matter)
Be it ended with a question mark,
a dash or period.

Formulate all that you crave
(Crave)
within thine own confines
(you know that)
Utterance views not through ears
to slip free from the mind.

Remember, once a phrase takes flight
(And flies)
it can not be retrieved
(Can it?)
Unless you’re faced with a Mentalist,
conversing as they read.

There's this shadow
That follows me eerily around
I'm not sure what it's from
It changes forms often
It's a human
Then a wolf
With fangs that drip with blood
I found it hard to believe
When I found out it was you
You are the one who haunts me in my dreams
Who follows me everywhere
Who so often changes forms
To a form that I often feel like
You seems to know my emotions
And feelings
You seem to know my every move
My every breath
My every emotion and feeling
My every thing
That I do
You know when I sleep
When I sit
When I stare blankly at the wall for hours
You seem to know everything
Except that I know that the shadow that follows me everywhere...
Is YOU

i just realized
that i spent another entire day
subconsciously chanting to myself
that i am a *******.

i have no reason to think this.
i am a beautiful,
intelligent
redhaired spitfire
and i'm not afraid to say any of those things
people don't say those things to themselves
enough
but why
the ****
do i constantly remind myself
all day
that i am
a piece of
****
who is
telling me this
and why
do i believe it?

Night is for the hours
Cowards,
Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers

It's been said napkins are the greatest currency
For it holds the food spittle of man
Like how ambulances sit waiting
To clean up after misfortunes
And make fortunes for the fortun-
Who Ate paragraphs of spider webs
And patted weaves like black men seating at the back of the limited luxurious Q46 bus nodding heads to the noise of Toyota cameras they couldn't afford in the land where they spend $300 million to part the seas for summer entertainment
While they only spent $40 on California cuteness and walked on water with 13 Jesus' and ate at the bottom of the sea with only three tokes from the plastic bag

Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers
For we graduated from 30 hot nights of mathematics
Only to find that the future will always be white and in the *******

We know it by the
Huge blinking lights
From rides that
Tend to make people
Throw
Up
Dairy Queen.

We know it by
Those big, intricate
Winding tatoos
That snake up the arms
Of half of the attendees
That have a message
That I can't read.

We know it by
Little children
Clinging,
Terrified,
To the hands of their
Irresponsible mothers.

And we know it
By inhaling so much
Secondhand smoke
That we're almost positive
That a little lung cancer
Has invaded our privacy.

We know it by
The Herndon Festival.

And we love it.

firstly,
find everything
that ever scared you
collect them all together into a group
get yourself a bigass stage
stand on it right in front of them
and tell them
to *******

secondly,
pull all the memories that try to choke you
that try to drown you
like the mean hand
of that girl that used to bully you
and hold your head under the water
till your lungs hurt...
pull all those memories out
hang them on a clothes line
until they are dry
and so crisp
that you can crunch them
in your hand
and remember to laugh
as you do so
because once they were frightening
but now they are
floating away from your fist

and lastly
seek out your greatest fear
and force yourself to sit with it
until you have befriended it
he will be
your greatest
ally
he will teach you
how not to be
afraid

if you can make peace
you will always have it
like the funky necklace made out of beads
you made with your cousin

if you do these things
someday you will be
not afraid
of anything
but i wouldn't know
i can't even get past
step one

My melody is the tune,
the happy feal of june,
sleep untill noon rise awake for the moon,
No school no cruel!
where that dress with out havin to stress,
cauzz your a beuty'
                remember.  Not on deuty,.
The heat the sun out-on-a-run,.
bein you, duss havin fun.
we've all felt rain,
          we've all delt pain
I'ts the natural I'ts the gain.
moving on will keep it sain.
bin there. done that.
she's odd, she's fat,

Cause you're "cool"         HA, you Fool!
          your'e word's you're slick?.
                                      Your heart.          your SICK,

     we take the left because we know the right,

down the road they'll be a fight, thinkin thinkin up all night,
words they say sure aren't right,
  the sky is blue'       they have no clue  your day got gray ,
                                        you're thaughts are cray, you're mind is clay!? wer'e in may
                         SAY GO!,  cant  stay!.  


yes,            
       it's long.       might do you none...
walk you long. read can't go wrong,.          
                so now your'e hear,
      You're sippin beer?
                       Look at that,   Your'e finally cheer, :)
sincere a real friend to all, answer the call catchin ya fall. Jesse  *Mckush