Didn't expect that life without you was going be so hard.
Yes I am lonely.
And I did not expect that lonelyness could be so hurtful.

I enjoy collecting evidence of God
rush of a feeling that it’s all going to happen soon
I’d be a liar if I didn’t fess up
your eyes helped show how soon
love the old songs, like em, don’t belong to none
not afraid, are you? implore on
for everything, expect expanses wide as nothing
just as it has always been, drift with this smoke ribbon
into the dream called now is all

this life is not always about our dreams that are expected

instead the reality of our life becomes merely accepted

it's not wonderful nor is it bad

something about realization is sad

we just accept the mediocrities

when we wish to attain our wildest abilities

If I want to plug in my headphones, I guess I'm rude
That doesn't make any sense
If I leak a tear, I'm being over-dramatic
Can I not have emotions?
If I'd rather read a book than hang out with everyone, I'm "emotional"
I don't know if I can deal with this anymore.
Sometimes I wish I was quiet all the time
So I wasn't expected to be loud

You were a flower that rose beneath the feet. The tears watered the seed that made a mind of concrete. Sometimes it eats at me and I can't sleep. So the nights are spent Bruce lee'ing sheets. Blood sport, Bolo when he cheats. Blurry eyed vision, kicking and screaming. Until I'm off dreaming of the
sliver in time I had meaning...

Your love was faith. And I held you back like religion. You built the sky and loved me like we were no different. Delivering deliberate significants. While I'm shivering vigorously bellegerant.  The filament that lit the current I see.  Loving myself in a new light. No longer depending on the comfort of the sea. The compass leads to the happiness in me. For that I throw roses at your feet. Aidios Amigos (friend) until we next meet

I started this way, but to my dismay, life had other plans

A day like any other, to make and break the world


At the time it seemed to be.. Rationality,

As if I had a choice, I thought I took a chance

Renouncing doubt I dove in,

To pay the fee and get it out, the finite and allotted amount.

Alas it doesn't work that way.


15 years have come and gone,

From this side of forever... it doesn't seem so long

I didn't realize at the time

This story would be mine

Long years it is
Sitting on a bench
People trying to teach me
But teaching me is like teaching a tree to talk or a rock to walk
They expect logic to be self-explanatory like a self-writing story
But not when you are surrounded by space and your mind is a rocket
Because then there is no time for them and what they call knowledge
Only how fast the rocket goes, with how many voltage