Velvet soft skin
Playing fingernails
Dragging down your skin
You impeach me from my slumber
So i rise....

Steady i flow
onward to your rhythm
and we join as one

Hold me tight
Hold me please
A tear escapes its chamber
Iv longed for this
Iv begged for this
Save me from myself

Distant I have grown
While knowing all the while to care for my world
The sounds of those around me
Rushing cars and lively streets
Have often gone unnoticed
Reducing the details of recollection and memory

From time to time the page has turned
Pouring the world right into me
Where then all things are noticed
And I am a sound on lively streets again
But only for a time

After again my distance grows
From spark to wild flame
Until the next time I am swallowed
By tsunamis in a hurricane;
To douse all fires I have lit
I must drown in the storm
For if I do I'll them be carried  
Out to sea, immersed, reborn

The sun rises as the moon goes down.
Never do they meet.
They always run away
from one another.
Until that perfect moment
where they eclipse
and become as one.
Though it is only temporary
they keep chasing
till they get their infinity
where two become one.

*I hope we'll meet like an eclipse

If you go and try your hardest to figure me out, you will fail.  All the intangibles are in place as you will see, but you will die from complete exhaustion with your first attempt. I do wish you the best of luck for trying. So seize that moment and let me hear your silent screams!!

when you can actually feel the pain in your chest from seeing or hearing something that breaks your heart.
when you feel that pain rushing down to your stomach, making you *****, ***** out the broken peices..
when you've purged yourself of all feeling, and you feel your body slowly start to become numb.

exciting ideas blaze through
a shower, a moment,
a life, with you

“I’m gonna die”
The tear in my mother’s eye
Was enough
For my mind to start writing my will
Was convincing
Me that living would soon be done
In a month or two
“I can scream, I can cry
but that won’t change nothing”
Wondered by my own leap
To that conclusion
Shocked by the suddenly short
Life expectation of an 11-year old
Holding on to the pavement
Delaying the point
Of no return to a careless life