I sought the stars
with wild, hopeful dreams
to only come up short
& break the cheshire moon

My childlike heart
now beats with  a cynical clink
& the sky is barren
where light once shown

jilted, tilted, scorned
reckless laughter flows from my lips

oh, november,
what have you done to me?
i don’t want this.
this is not me—reckless.
let me go back.
don’t stop me.

It is often claimed that the best of love is the sudden, unexpected kind
This love reveals itself recklessly like the storm after an almost peaceful stagnant calm.
But such a quick erratic love
Ruptures just as instantaneously as it comes
This love though so tempestuous
Deserts you with nothing but a memory sweet, yet impalpable and far-gone
An everlasting love is a drizzle crescendoing into a symphonic storm
A quiet infatuation, which like a blooming flower, harbors an innate need for nurturing
Infatuation can potentially be spun into love, which upon revelation, harbors a feeling so warm
Admiration always cradles the opportunity of this wild, consuming love
And the chance at this love knocks at everyone’s doors
But those who stroll through the drizzle differ from those who take shelter in familiar warmth
The hopeful, heartfull few, who don’t mind strolling through the light rain,
Possess the bounty of a doting and undying downpour.

pushed to the edge
I met the swords blade
with a devilish grin

I am not afraid

I just want to delicately cull my favorite blossoms from your mind
Until I've traveled the neural networks so,
That you might later allow my feral traipsing.
I just want to throw our backpacks in the backseat
And take a careless adventure
Wild. Jovial. Unbridled.
I just want to take you out from this fencing
To see you in new surroundings once more
To abandon labels, structure, and facades.
I just want to admire your strengths and your work
That you have shaped with your hands,
your will,
your individual cut.
I just want to take you out
To the open road
To see what you would shout,
how reckless you would be,
what abandon you could inspire in me.
I just want to do human things with you.
I want to enjoy pure moments of our nature.
I want to feel the Earth move with you.

Drunk and rambunctious
I follow in his footsteps
It's only fitting

You are the wolf,
wild, reckless, free
Howling up at the moon,
Breath seen in the cold night,
running,
               running,
                              running,
From or to - unknown.
Instinctive, predatory, beautiful
You are the wolf.

Why do I have so much pent up worry
When I know,
I KNOW the universe looks out for me

The **** that I have done
(Mostly while I was spun)
Could've got me locked up
Knocked up
Or dead

Gotta learn how
To stay outta my head

Daddy told me when I was young
He had cast a spell on anyone
Who would ever try to hurt me

But how does it work
When I'm the inflicter
My self says to me
Go on, *** her

Hey there, do ya like to play with fire
And if so, are you for hire?

See I'm always on the lookout
For the things that bring me self-doubt

Put me down, roll me into a spliff
Light me up, I'll be your death wish

Put me out in a bottle full of ash
Call me again when yer lookin for some ***

Do you remember sitting on the driveway on a summer night and it's still radiating heat from the blazing sun of the day?

When the only words that left your lips were how excited you were to party, when your biggest worry was how to get a hold of cheap *****?  When there was no time to snooze, when you had nothing to loose but your innocents?

Those were the days when all we did was blaze. Sitting there in a marijuana haze.