Times I miss:
Post MTV but pre LOL
When Windows were just windows
and a mouse was just a mouse
When an unanswered phone call
meant no one was home,
not that they didn't want to talk
Getting letters in the mail
and mixed tapes from friends
I will take these times to bed with me tonight
They will manifest into new memories
created in my lucid dreams
so I will miss nothing tomorrow

I roll a joint
forget the world
there is no pain now
there is no hurt
I fly in the sky
and I swim in the sea
as high as a bird
there is no one but me
I float in the clouds
I take the step nine
wonderful world is beautiful
I can feel my own mind
my heart beating in peace
away from the sick and diseased
there is no one but me
yet I think I see it all
only for a moment
maybe all of it is wrong
but it feels oh so pretty
like a mellow song
pulsating through my veins
oh look, I'm young once again
I'm there once again
in those summer days
old and golden
I think I am escaping
I no more feel broken
I hear the gods
I hear the words once spoken
I have this thirst in me
hunger for an ocean
I want to drown in rain
and Eat upon each star
there is nothing in the mirror
not even a scar
I think I understand heaven
I certainly can see no hell
I think I have found the key
to be locked away from myself
I can even taste the autumn
the grey of the gloom
and I can dance in the sorrow
and see the flowers bloom
I see the black and white
and everything in-between
colors dancing through a prism
in more colors than I've seen
I pretend I was never dead
and I shall live till the day I die
butterflies whispering in my head
of all the truth and them lies
I see beyond the realm of order
into the chaos and its madness
I can feel the silence of the night
and touch a stars emptiness
not a king but nor a slave
I see meaning in every page
all the black lights fade
I no longer need a cage
I am truly at one with
all that I've known and there is




























how long have I been speaking?
**** man, I'm ******, no ****.

my scars are deep
on my soul they feed
I can't eat, I can't sleep
all these voices on repeat
they make me bleed
and I find underneath
a monster that hides
in case that I die
there's no good-bye
the scars are wide
you can almost see the night
hollow and despite
a recipe for more lies
that are buried inside
they still scream, they still fight
and no one can hear my plight
that I cannot see the light
but oh, I cannot see the light
there's a darkness that fades
into the hollow I made
silence cuts like a blade
growing a darker shade
now that I'm not awake
but oh, now that I'm not awake
can I be in this dream with you forever?
I am losing you with every breath that I take...

A l o n e

Nothing other than utter bliss
As my eyelids begin to passionately kiss
My count of sheep depletes as my imagination grows
My mind starts to open as my eyes begin to close
Slowly welcoming the air to it’s royal chambers in my lungs
With a handful of dreams within grasp even without opposable thumbs
I become N U M B
Thoughts ricochet around in my head
Until they land upon old wounds left untreated & now infected
Visions of the past present a possible future
Unparallel to those predicted by life's various tutors
Contemplating
Waiting
Waiting
Then I find myself-
soaring high with complete balance
Steering this craft with faith beside acting as my ballast
Leaping from safety and falling towards uncertainty
Diving into a sea full of clarity
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And so goes the plunge
I submerge
Pondering deep beyond previously set limits
      Never once resurfacing
Drowning in yet to be deciphered waves

Thus ending the reign of the once realist schemer
Replaced by the newly appointed lucid dreamer

The sweetest smile, and all for me.
Loves come and go.
She stays on.

Smiling into the night ahead,
long dark hair
spread out widely
on her pillow, slender
arms resting
on all that softness.

She is the one who brings visions
in the depths of night.

Lucid clarity
and saturated, unknown colors.

Unvisited places, deeply longed for.

She tells me about the life within everything.

Underneath these words she gives me,
are sacred, and secret images,
abiding in silence,
abiding in vast inner space.

At last,
she is loved.

And she is listened to.