My past is too much of an influence on my present,
I know it's a problem.
But whenever I look in the bathroom mirror,
I see my 15 year old self,
A cigarette hanging out of her mouth
Just like the one that is currently in my mouth.  
Her hair is still dyed dark purple and out of control,
Spiking out of her head
Like she just stuck her finger in a light socket.  
She takes the cigarette out of her mouth
And smoke clouds up the mirror.  
I watch her hand reach up through the smoke
Into the real world and take my cigarette
Out of my mouth and toss it in the trash.  
I can't decide whether I've gone completely crazy
Or if that encounter was the
Best thing that ever happened to me.  
Why can't it be both?

i don't really ever feel like this
but i'm here and i feel present
and i'm glad

Rain caresses her worrying mind
11:22pm nothing matters
Her shattered heart still remains kind
Energy is energy
Her raw and tenderly touch, unexpected yet confirming
Mystery lays all over her delicate face
Your affirming touch, embraces her subtle tears
She melts into the lustful air
You promise to hold her there
The kisses you share are softening her cage
Her heart, her mind, her soul are opening to your sensual connection
Teenage affection fuels your urge to merge
An exchange, energy is energy.

Mist lay before you covering lands
Careful steps now, feel around with hands
Nothing seen but what's at your feet
Go slow and steady, for mist carries deceit
Don’t be fooled
let your curiosity be cooled
One step at a time do not look ahead
Or underground will be your newfound bed
Don’t try to clear the mist with magic tricks
What lies before you is set in stone not sticks
Cannot be changed or foreseen or broken
Just walk the path at your feet one step for a token
Reward for staring down, focused on where you step
Reward for moving forward, without a tricky attempt
Present is your only state
Mind it carefully for a clean slate

"thank you for today"
i told him because he loved on me

he flooded my day with his sunshine
rare and raw and radiant

so i reflected his beams and thanked him
and the whole world basked in our glow

i thanked him for loving my present moment, and we shared the luminous gift

Don't bring me a single flower
or even dare to cry in the shower
My life was lived to the most
as I will end with a silent toast

You forced me back into my shadow
You forced my pain onto my sorrow
Where were you as I grew up
There you are as I've grown up

Shade my colours, and cut my feathers
Tear my light, and break my heart
Break my mind
For I know you won't handle a minute
Inside my mind
Only seconds can break you
More than years have
Done ruthlessly to me

When we venture on another,
we never see the clothing
       but the skin upon which we
                          where born upon..

For all truths are sewn upon us
                          on the birth of our innocence.

One truth is that beyond the first moments.


    We are the creation of two hearts
that conjoined to make a melody of life,
            and we where its symphony.


A musical of string and rhyme,

   Flowing with the future
                        of our parents twine.
Interconnected to make us who we are today
                                                    and tomorrow..

Where there memory of all tomorrows,
                collected upon our  memories
                                                  of todays.