My understanding of today
Is as limited as my life
Live today
As it comes
We have been told and practiced
With devotion
We do prepare for the mundane
But what’s one to do about the unknown
What does it take to be future ready?
Is it the happenings of today
Is it the mistakes of today
That will lessen the burden of tomorrow
As today the lesson was learned
Yet how to prepare for the unknown
Remains a question for tomorrow

in a way time is like a dime,
tails for passing,
heads for gaining,
because time is so limited,
a dime is limited,
so think it as this,
collecting all the dimes may gain you so much time,
but you'll be wasting the dimes,
because you never use them.

i want to create a picture
not with my words
but how one normally
paints a ******* picture

it would be so cool
to be able to use a brush
or a pen or any tool actually
but i cannot ******* do it

so i will create a scene
with my writing to show
what i feel and how i see
because i may not be an artist

but i am poet

I’m reminded time and time again
that my days are numbered.
The bittersweet feeling fills me.
My throat feels tight
and my eyes sting as the tears fall down my face.

I dread the day I have to say
goodbye.
I dread the day my heart breaks just a little bit more.
I dread the day I am miles away from you.
I dread the day I leave.

Meeting you was a breath of fresh air
A new beginning
And a chance to forget the past

Little did I know our time was limited
The clock ticking
The sands escaping every moment in our hourglass

Bumble down the always halls
Awkward in the way they walks
Desperate in the way they talks
Gaze flings hundred miles per hour inside
The tower of intimidation
sweat gets regarded as a river
Floor by floor the floorboards wable
Claims it’s an earthquake
Not the inner mechanical failure
Mangling the last shred of sanity
Processes of a rabid animal
Brain quivers, spine soils
Not gonna die in fight or flight
Metal smears apart to the moonlit tapestry
Strewn across the pathway
Climbing up the rotting yellow walls
All but tumbling
Running past the train of thought
Faster than a bullet
Clings to his kryptonite
In hopes she will solve him.

more

I wanted more of you
  I wanted everything that you're not
  everything I know you could be, but can't
  wanted to feel you hold me, exactly like you are
  but different -- I wanted passion, undefinable
  not blind lust.




*more

you wanted more from me
  you wanted everything I gave to you,
  everything I once gave you, but can't again
  wanted to feel me ***** you, exactly like I am now
  but different -- you wanted lust, uncontrollable
  not love.

Sun
glows all day
sustains some life
cannot penetrate ant hill
has not seen sea bed
our star
sun.