Less and less I’m getting human
At the back of my tongue,
The more I bite of
People’s thoughts;
Here prevails a taste of plastic
Be it cooked, or be it raw

I'll meet you at the perigee

Where the moon meets the earth

Infinite, that moment will be

Priceless, in its worth

Few words are sometimes
         more immortal
                  than the motions of many verses.

Your a condense, versions of all thang's of being.

Life never yeilds a halt for life is a magnificent processes.

Each moment brings all conponets to be expected.

When you turn on your TV, you expect the pixels to become seen.

As life, you live you expect, all to be changable each instance, better than earlier "sections for time" is a cover a lid to all outcomes.

So does death happen to a body of soul.

No your expextions of death are farbractions.

"You experience life, as you would want Dream ******" recite this as true.

☆ Light of dust floating into place of our retinas as seen

You asked me the reason
And without any doubt I told you
You betrayed me
And I thought I can believe you
You told everyone about it
And now everybody know
Because of you
I have learnt to not trust
Because of you
I have learnt to not care
Because of you
I have learnt to protect myself
And when you ask me why
Remember you are the reason why
Care a little less
Live a little more
You don't live for their expectation
You don't live for their opinion
Their opinion do not define you
So live on
So move on
So life goes on

The road less travelled,
Personal choices unravelled,
You meet the wrong person in life,
You descend into his strife,
Best to stay remote and aloof,
"Write it a doctor's!" I say, you goof,
Where would my life have gone, eh,
Much ado about nothing today!

my body has no desire to stand tall
my shoulder slump
i bend farther and farther
stretching down towards the mud
my soul slides down
i sink in the dirt
my hands grasp the ground
my heart continues to pound
without you there is no where to go
my body decays in this soil
weeds will grow
this flower you bred
it is withered but not dead
i cant let go of this hope
as my remains move down
this dark desert *****
this graveyard of bones
dry and cracked
memories wont leave me alone
why do i say goodbye to the ones i love
and chase after comets that have passed by years ago
while the fire is burning
i will carry my heart through
the flame and the hellfire
to get to you
but why when i knock
you always are gone
so i knock
still i call
my fists meet that door
till my knuckles are cracked
and broken and bruised
my eyes bleed hot raindrops of fear
of this emptiness that fills
and this loneliness that kills
in a room filled with people
i only saw you
in a room filled with friends
im a stranger
brand new
im too unpretty
too kind
too bitter and too deep in my own mind
i feel fat with this laziness
unwillingness to grow
i just want to drift away forever
or at least until the snow
freezes over this ground
where those weeds are found
so i never again can grow
so i never again can hope
oh who the hell knows
just hold me again
and then i can go
peacefully ill leave
but your heart i do need
oh your blood i do bleed