**** **** **** hell
My adrenaline fueled brain swells
Tells me of a kid who needs this
The seed splits
The shell cracks
39 lashes across your dads back
Broken
A token of appreciation
Mis-conceived determination
Reverberations
Echo
Art gecko
Whatever that means!
Split the seams of dreams
Perception is...
Reality
Realty
Sold out
The windows to a soul behold cold strongholds
Drought!
Boute
Route
Taken
Called to the small and weak
Looked past but not forsaken
Earth quakin
Quaker
Oats moats surrounded
Shark infested daughters
Lambs led to the slaughter
Living water
Thirsty world
Has your well run dry
Draw nigh
Apples and eyes
Sparrow
Jack into the narrow
Firey arrows
Shield of faith
Held together by grace
Through...
One more
The heart is a door
And Jesus is the way.
Pray or be prey.

We breathe in green oxygen
as earth swallows poison
And the cycle begins again
Formed from of clay
Breathed into one day
Transmutation of dirt and freewill
So take a breath, breathe
We do until death
And then sigh for relief
or gasp for whats left

Your eyes are telling a tale
Everywhere you go

Your steps are making rhythms
silent and slow

Your head was never high
Nor does your voice

Every tremble of your hands
Every quiver on your lips
I know.

I was
so happy
I felt
brighter
than the sun
but you
couldn't bare
so you put
sunglasses on

Sometimes I like to wear an oversized shirt and socks
and then sometimes I like to wear nothing

Some days I feel everything at once
and some days I feel nothing at all

Some nights are spent dreaming of lands far away
and some I didn’t even realize had gone by

I like to be alone
but I hate feeling lonely

I love my family
but my door is always locked

I’m very keen of white cause it represents purity
but then black represents depth

Coffee makes the world a better place
but tea can be had at any time

Pools are relaxing
but the ocean makes me feel alive

I enjoy living
but I want to know what happens after death

I am my own compass
pointing north and pointing south

Torn between myself
and what I feel

and if that’s not confusing enough
the compass never stays still

no one understands
that i can't be myself around a stranger
it takes time for me to be comfortable
and open up

no one understands
that when i say give it time
and ill be myself
i mean what i say

no one understands
that i can't control it
i can't tell myself to not be shy
my personality is weird like that

no one understands
that when they make jokes like
"you never talk"
"you're so shy ***"
i take that personally

no one understands
that i am self conscious about that
i cant help but beat myself up when i say the wrong things
or don't say anything at all

no one understands
that i am shy for a reason
God made me this way
He gave me this unique personality

I am shy
so i don't make the wrong friends
so i don't say the wrong things
so guys mess with me
because i'm too nice
God protected me
when he formed me in my mother's womb
i am forever grateful
to have a God who loves me unconditionally
i am glad i'm shy
i wouldn't be myself if i weren't

If each one is unique,
      Then why
      Are they catagorized?
      Unique.
      Just like everyone else.

i know i am not perfect
my teeth are crooked
i've lost my sheen
i'm aware of all the dents that are me
i know i am not perfect
for i am a re-gifted prize
however a prize is a prize
even if not in your eyes