life's simplicities
can be full
of the most deepest complexities

Standing in the bathroom
Between the toilet and the sink
As such the mirror
Between the waste and stark display
Afraid of my face

What's more my eyes sink
Sunken more than usual
Their grasp of differences
Between non-fiction and
The fictional decays

My arm is off and on again
Now product of the medicine
My father and his father and
His father's father made
In sparing no expense

What's more my eyes see
Dot matrix ghosted notes
On patterns previously
Invisible through my
Corrupted nodes restored

Reborn

One thing though that I
Should let the nurses know
I can now transpose
Simple items left to right
On focusing my mind

Earlier I made the toilet
Paper jump between the
Edges of the room
I then successfully
Subtracted and multiplied

if everyone could see inside your head
what embarrassing things would they find?

a school kid prank where your pants fell below your waist

or that time your card was declined

when you mispronounced organism in class

or choking on communion at church

mine would be that I still love my mom
despite everything

I am the moon one side’s shown, the other hidden
I am the stars, scattered decisions with a vision
I am a rollercoaster, unexpectedly spontaneous
I am the rain I fall, hard unconscious
I am the storm, I come back strong and ambitious
I am the sweet song of acoustic, a spectrum of quality
I am the sweet love song, cliche with a personality
I am the sea calm never steady
I am a hummingbird flying here to there
I am the trees that sway, I am a leaf in the air
Yet I am a wolf leader of its pack, never rests
I am the train that leaves and comes back
I am the dedicated worker, never stop till a heart attack
I am a child who passionately believe
I am an old soul, authenticated and wise
I am your hair, unique and stubborn
I am a judge willing to listen and compromise
I am a trampoline once you fall, I bounce you back up
I am a slime molded into anything, still the same
I am a human being, complex and alive
I am a living thing, I break, I live, I matter, I thrive

We all  need that bad guy in our life
The one  who takes the blame
The  one who makes  us  forget that we  were ever  wrong

That person who we  rip apart  with  our  words
BC  we  cant look  with inside our selfs
We  never  see the  good in the person but always  look  at  the  bad
Puting the past mistakes in their face
As  you the  seat at the top while you live your perfect life

We all  need that  bad guy in our life
But we forget  that   where we  be  if  you saw yourself
Tearing down  your self to rebuild
breaking  down those words  
I woke up  it was clear to me
I was never the bad guy you just never saw the true me.

"But the Lord called to Adam, where are you?"
Adam turned his back,
There is no one holier than me and the life I am.
My Lord, you are a man with complex much too far indulged by the only people who have ever loved you.
You were a peasant, a pauper, a campesino
Left behind family for the God that left you.
To answer you Lord,
I am tending to my cows, my chickens, my pigs
Waiting for the day you wake up and see,
I was born from nature itself, not the fists of a man
Too arrogant to both love and accept all the brothers and sisters,
You left behind, trying to reinvent yourself.

Whenever I am lost
I am always in my own thoughts
A world that consumes me, drifting me in a slumber with my eyes wide open.
My vessel might be in the presence of everyone but my soul is lost drifting in thoughts
Thoughts as wide as oceans and as deep as seas
Thoughts that are timeless and you couldn't really care less
Thoughts that would haunt me or make me me happy
Thoughts that effects my emotions in ways that are complex
Thoughts that people around could never understand