The day itself was a question
From the start nothing was clear,
The rain lightly fell,
As the sun Pondered weather or not to take part in the days usual routines, I pondered the same question.

The sun and I rose and took on the day. The sun gave me a beautiful day and I gave others love. Love in the form of small novelties and stuffed animal's.

We all watched it happen, the teddies, the sun, and I
None of us spoke from the shock
I drove away as the blue and red lights engulfed the area
The teddies watched as the sun and I cried for the life that was lost

Time stands, then begins to walk from me
I call out and ask for it to return
It continues to walk
I scream for it not to leave
but it begins to run
I fall to my knees to weak to stand
As time fades out of my vision
It looks back at me and i see my face
I stand turn in the opposite direction and walk away

I fell for you, but I'm afraid
You are stronger than I
You fell, then gave your love unrestrained
But how can you love so fearlessly
You won't see the way I see
I perceive in numbers
7.125 billion people in the world
24 hours in a day
7 days in a week
Roughly 4.5 weeks in a month
and on average only 78.79 years in a human life
and now that your gone nothing seems right
but how can I know at only 22
That your meant for me and I for you

Love is not a switch and it needs time to grow
But rather then waiting on love to bud we choose to let it go

So now there is a hole in the ground where our love flower was suppose to bloom

And, instead of seeing pedals of white and orange we only see a wound

To my college sweat heart

In a room Filled with strangers,
I found you, our hands touched
Then we began to move
                                    Everything fell perfectly into place
                                    I like Turtles, I like your face
You were kind of with him, I was kind of with her
We touched again, and danced slow
You turned to me, our lips met
They both saw, It made quite a mess
                                    But everything fell perfectly into place
                                    I like Turtles, I like your face
Open fields, Fire pits, Loud music and open fifths
people here we've never seen
Flashing lights of blue and green
Then came lights of blue and red
Chaos broke as people fled,
We made our way to the safest place
We laid under the stars and I touched your face
Then the rain fell
                                      Everything fell perfectly into place,
                                      I like turtles I like your face.

You have two choices
lay down and die
or get up and live

Stillness has overtaken me,
I have been still for 7 hours....
And when motion slowly creeps back into my being I move!!
I move quicker and quicker,
and pick up more and more weight until I can no longer move, then I will return to stillness.

A mysterious Dark silhouette with the appearance of distress
People can’t see the soul they only see the flesh
An optimistic light that always sees the best
Society continuously attacks her but it has no effect
Come on sunshine we have a lot to do today
What about the bills oh don’t worry it will be okay
A light that will always shines at all times
Even when it is dark, come on sunshine
No matter what happens it will be all right
I’ve got sunshine, I’ve got light.

The day has no value
Once a plane has taken off
It has no need for a pilot
As the sun breaks Across the morning sky
I rise, I take off to the sky
And once the sky has welcomed me in, Auto-Pilot Begins
I become Incoherent for the duration of my flight
Turbulence wakes me,
But I always seem to return back to Auto-Pilot,
Back to sleep

Perception, keep it far from me it means nothing…
The chemical imbalance…
distorts, rearranges, changes, and manipulates what’s real.
What’s reality?
Sleep, slumber my long lost friend, we once spent countless nights journeying the deep depths of my conscience and subconscious mind,
to places of pure ecstasy
Now we meet only when the black outs come
I guess there aren’t dreams when you die.
Inhalation,
I take in more death.
I dig deeper into nothing to try and find something.
Nothing is all I find,
empty,
blank,
ran out
there is something there
the white canvas is blank,
but I see…
I touch enlightenment as I soar through space,
my white canvas has become stars,
planets,
suns…
Life is all perception
keep perception far from me it means nothing
just pass me the death. Inhalation.
The sweet death fills my lungs, and takes hold of my soul.


My perception is a layer of my intelligence.
I can cease to perceive and still exist.
I hear vibrations at moving frequencies that can not be quantified,
I visualize images that can’t be personified,
I smell the aura and aroma of pure existence,
I feel the texture of objects beneath my flesh,
and I taste life on the tip of my tongue,
the taste of loss,
pain,
love,
hatred,
peace, and enlightenment.
I am living, but I am dead. Inhalation. I breathe in death.
I breathe it all the way to my soul.
My body shutters.
Time fades in and out.
I no longer perceive I only exist.

There is no proper syntax to express how I feel
No portrait with all its ambience or lore can display the imagery of my heart
No sonority, melodies, or arrangement of harmonies can generate sounds to convey my disposition
The prolongation of moments with you bare weight
with in my mind I held the fabrication that I possessed the strength
The strength of Samson
But reality never strays to far from dreams
I have faltered
My back has given out
My legs no longer stand strong
The hair i once wore which was the pinnacle of my strength
has been removed from my scalp
But I last even though my strength has departed
I will remain beneath this weight until I regain the strength
To hoist the weight again.

Laughter has come and gone
Sorrow has fallen from the windows in which you interpret the world
The windows of your person that have seen days from a completely different land
As China has seen light, entirely differently then America
But even though you see light where I see dark and I vice versa
we converge on some ground
we see that same light
that only we could see and comprehend
Only we could interpret as our friendship

English and Mandarin are drastically differant languages
Communication lost in translation
A laps in interpretation never truly identified
The ground once shared to see that same light begins to corrode
Laughter has come and gone
Sorrow has fallen from the windows in which you interpret the world
I have lost a friend

My eternal partner, My loving companion, our journey together is and will always be one of the most intricate.Our BOAT is love at sea and as we attempted to navigate the ever changing tides, opposing currents pull us toward differing lands. Moments of storm appear to ravish our pinnace and the relief of morning sun across a beautiful horizon is prolonged by a since of unease; a since that we move unanimously in the direction of deterioration.
but thoughts of our BOAT being inadequate can never truly grasp authenticity. I am eternally bound to you. Our BOAT will alway remain in a perpetual state of continuity. Lightning will paint across its canvas, thunder shall wail until all its breath has departed, the wind will throw punches and blows, and the ocean beneath us may never settle; but this BOAT will not falter. My eternal partner, My loving companion, I am eternally bound to you.