I took some pills to pass the time
Don't you worry they were mine
I took some pills to pass the day
I wanted black, was tired of the gray
I took some pills to pass away
Please dear friend don't be in dismay
I took some pills to go to the void
Don't look up what would be said by Freud
I took some pills, the deal is done
Please don't bother yourself to come
I took some pills, now I'm floating away
You'll have to look for me another day

Tripping over my own feet again
Revisiting my old sin
My old friend
But it's ok
I don't mind it this way
My mind is numb, my body floats
I don't even need a boat
Now I can fly
No wings need to be applied
It will all be good, until the passing of times sand
When I go in to land
There will be that inevitable crash
That touch down splash
But know need to worry about that now
Oh look a flying cow

And we are floating out to no where
When I crash
When I land this make-shift toy
For all the world to see

That's when you pick up all the pieces of me
Like a broken puzzle
But you don't have all the pieces
And neither do I

Sit and watch the sea of emotions
hopes are gone with one last commotion

And here we are
Look around
No where to be found...

Writing with inspiration.
My words are flowing.
Like the wind is howling.
Ice cold blue sky.
Snowflakes floating by.
Slowly ice melting.
Like a tree with autumn leaves.
Swirling and twirling around.
Leaving colors of paint
on forrest ground.
Hear chestnuts falling
on crispering leaves.
Love this beautiful
nature sound.
Words will come as they come.
Like seasons they shift.
Bringing each their own gift.
Snow and cold.
Leaves so colorful.
Flowers will blossom.
Hot sun and beach walking.
Inspire and embrace life
in all of your days.
Give some love on this
beautiful place.

I am a Jellyfish
colorful yet pain-inflicitng
I remind myself to forget the bad things.
**I keep on floating.

The math adds up I can't deny. I find most men weren't made to fly. Solid bones pull me down, wingless I still touch the ground. I yearn for something higher.
standing wordless yet repeating my desires. I feel the smoke on my soul, my heart like a coal. My minds a machine, churning out dreams. Unreachable, unreachable, without means I lie still. And hope to find a way to reconstruct my will. So I can float in a apparatus surviving but not striving like every other human being.

Sound the trumpets for my time has come
The wishes of every breakdown I've ever had are coming true
My questions however are answered as I sink into exile
All along, I knew why things weren't my way
I must wave my hand at the sun because warmth shall be a memory
My suffering will not be of fire, but what I felt all along
Freezing in loneliness
Every soul I've ever crossed paths with will forget me
And the creator will too forget me, as I  wander in torment, freezing, and watching my flesh turn blue
I beckoned the sky to rid me of my timidness when I was a pest to the earth
Now that I've been cleansed,
I cry to the sky to plunge me into fire, so that screams will replace my cries