Sometimes I dream of wondrous things,
That flood the room with roaring waves
And cool deep waters of the mighty seas

Neon fish now nest in my kitchen sink
Eels dance along the dining table
From my mouth rise bubbles of blue and green

But other times the ocean spins away down the bathroom drain
Leaving a bristling heat, a cloudless sky
And desert winds that rough up the window panes

Oranges of fire, deep breath of life fire
Leaving spittles of burn on the tips of my nose
As I now travel along the sands, a caravan rider

There are things I dream,
Dreams of such wondrous things
Of colors gold, red and aquamarine

Of dazzling lights that drip from the walls
Soaked deeply into the cupboard,
Filled to the brim, all the halls

Like jewels, the dreams sparkle with life
So unexpected each time sunlight hits my eyes
That all I wake up to, is again
just white

stop looking outside.
focus on where it starts
discover yourself in ways
no one can find for you.
let the world spin,
go back to your roots
and dont let yourself get the best of you

I was the kid always falling from the branch,
      the other kids laughed, thinking I wasn't

nimble fingered, but as I saw it I was the only
one not scared to fall any distance..

    Because I'd know that I would get up again.

They would never know the amount of falls it
                        would take for determination

to allow me to stand with my head up high...

The same goes for love, I thought I could fall.
                 But rejection doesn't bruise

it hurts deeper inside.

And you were always there..

Don't let a tumble blemish that feeling inside,
            you'll find it again.


It may take time,  like finding wally in that book.

But once you find it you'll know its unique..
                         Because it was harder to find...

So just remember it may not be a long fall..
   but it'll always hurt.

If you ever need me, I'm here.
                No matter the amount of tears


i'll dry them up.

The last one for me,
I will break free.
The last one of us,
I will cause a fuss.
The last one to call,
I swear I won't fall.
The last one of theses days,
I'm changing up all of my ways.
The last one to be hurt,
I'll make sure I stay alert.
The last one,
The war has only just begun.

it's one of those days
where nothing seems to be going right
and everything is out to get you,
woken up on the wrong side of the bed
and your whole day is off
you feel uncomfortable
but for no particular reason,
you're trapped inside with nothing to do
desperate to socialize
but your mood is contradicting your thoughts
and you get annoyed at the littlest things
but you don't know why
and no matter what you do to fix it
nothing will change
because it's one of those days
and those days never end
while we're stuck inside,
doomed to repeat them again.

Pretty little thing
Light shines through your layers
Baseline glistens in the sun
The beat inside is strong
Perspective is resonating
Such colour with so many faces
who can do no wrong
Living in the present
with futures unknown
This moment resonates
Charcoal complete feeling that heat
inside of me