where i am from
ignorance is like a crown
worn ever-so proudly,
and detriment like softened blows
taken ever-so mildly.
       there is foolish pride here,
       there is no one to guide here.
everyone just cries
& complains all the time
& i guess it’s in the nature
of the poor
unconditioned minds.
i guess it’s what you do
when you know of nothing else.
i guess it’s what you do
when you know nothing of ones self.
i am of the few
that knows just what to do,
but if you are not popular
in society view
then who are you?
you do not matter.
they do not hear the words you say,
but it is fine
just save yourself,
they’ll see you tried to help
some day.
some day too late.

i’ve seen you here
sometime before.
ive felt you here,
but im not sure.
are you a dream?
non-lucid thought?
prophetic screening,
un-clever truth.
familiar feelings,
deja-vu.

like i am hot or cold,
like i am white or black,
like some gleam in abundance
and others form a lack;
i am either
elated
and ecstatic
or drowning in a sadness,
either dancing with the angels
or travelling the madness.

my mind won’t accept the fact that you are what my heart wants;
they fight every hour
on the hour.
my mind says it’s dumb and it will never work
my heart says:
“real love has the power
to move mountains,
& break broundaries.
so listen when i say,
just follow me &
trust that i will show you the right way.”

since forever doesn’t last,
just love me til whenever.
when the physical has passed
let our souls dance together.

you stroke all of my weak spots,
true colors are a bleak,
emitting radiation
to reveal what's underneath.
your love is like a drug,
so bad
but
yet
so good.
your lips
are worth me dying,
destroy me like you should.

make a home in your chaos,
embrace your inner madness,
it is better to light a candle
than to curse the darkness.