Do you hear it?
It's the smell of colors,
The sight of sound,
The taste of light,
The warmth of the voices.

I follow them
They take me to my future
and make me forget my past.
They
Make
Me
Forget
My
Past.

Some might call me insane,
For following my heart,
But I swear that I hear them,
(Especially when I'm alone).

One day I listened,
and followed my soul.
What would it let me do tonight?
What does the future hold for me?
Where will I be when the skies are bright?
What mental state counts as "alright"?

The smell of colors,
The sight of sound,
The taste of light,
The warmth of voices.
Don't tell me your deaf and blind,
to what's obviously there,
maybe you too can adhere to these,
if you might dare to care.

You came to me so slow
giving me few kisses in row
WANNA BE MINE?
We keeped us in brine
The summer carnival and rising sun
The smoke in our eyes
Thats our memories babe
Aren't they good enough?

Then we had BANG BANG
Outside was only sea tang
We excited ourselves and drunk a champagne
It was ***** dancing in the rain
You pushed me on the bed
I was naked and little wet
Let me in and let me out
You whispered with no doubt
Was it only craziness because of *****?

Sitting by the window side
I looked into someone's eye
Full of light too much bright
In the dark lonely night
Then I came to know
It is not an eye
But a night bulb of the neighbor's house
That is bright and full of light
Just
Sitting by the window side

The Newfounlander,
Wrapped in her blanket,
Was laid behind the new shed.
The hole bled with water.
She rose as Lazarus,
Caked with dirt.
The shovel mixed her in with earth.
A Christian marker denoted the place
Where lovely Ete lay.

But the girls were coming home,
Unaware of the interment;
Katie asked George to dig,
But George had been a farm boy,
So Katie manned the *****.
She was bloated,
Washed and brushed;
Then viewed on her clean blanket.
The shovel was in the shed.
Crazy Katie took the family
To the Vet's for cremation.
George followed silently,
With ***** boots and blisters,
And not a whisper
To the sisters
That Mom's gone dog-gone mind.

Old story
New trust
What you've seen of me
Was just the crust
Wipe away the grime
Of my old life
The icky part when I went through the motions
Silently, like a mime
But now I feel the need to
Scream and shout
I want to express,
To let it all pour out
I'm like a bomb
Just waiting to explode
Say the wrong thing
Might send me into irrational mode
In my faith I will stand
Firm like a lighthouse on the ocean
Knock me down, scrape me up
And I'll bleed pure emotion
I'm in an invisible army
With me, myself, and I
Tonight we're raiding imagination land
So don't bother to stop by
Sticks and stones will break my bones
But words will hurt me more
They say it's nothing, don't worry about it
But I feel it in my core
All these things, these words
Describe how I exist
Never normal, always a maddening mess
My rant is over, with that you are dismissed

I think I am slowly loosing my mind
I walk each day trying to grow
Stronger
But fail
And fall deeper into the pits of despair
Craving the kiss of death
And dancing with with depression.

My thoughts are
Inconsistent
I want more..... strive for more
But end up succumbing to power of less.

Please someone,
hear my cries
Save me from myself
Save me from my mind.

The trees dance to your madness!*

Dancing, dancing, dancing.
Crashing, falling and collapsing.
Oh,
They dance to*  **your madness.