What a fun little thing
You are to do
Never would I have imagined
I meant this much to you

Let's play the game
that we all know to well
For what we should say  
To cast that lovely spell

To capture those eyes
Which hold the sky
To touch the hands
Smooth as satin

We spin those words
So perfectly sweet
To tell that one
They set your heart a beat

So I start my drive
There our tickets to the wind
Like a bee hive
Now it’s your turn
Sting yourself in the eye
Oh **** doesn’t matter you’re  still blind


I never asked for sympathy
But empathy would be kind
No you retreat like bear in the winter cold
It’s clear we aren’t together growing old

Does it make you somewhat sad?
this all started with lie that your intent wasn’t bad


Now look what happens now
Alone you left me here you broke a home
Don’t try to tell me this is all my fault
I was the one always trying to call
I sent you cards and gifts
Like a fat ******* who just needed to consume
If your requests indiciate my worth
Then I’ve been a worthless ******* since birth

But I don’t abide by this dismal overview.
No I am worth more to me than I am to you
So what I’m saying is you’ll look back at today
And maybe you’ll regret the things you felt you had to say.

Bye
And enjoy the day

Rumbling thoughts, Open doors
My mind trying to process as words pop.
Voices in my head saying the world is yours, but the pain in patience constantly hurts.

I don't want to die young though my actions says otherwise
Playing with fire,walking through life tides.
Dreams like wings holding me from drowning as my heart beats, reminding me of timing.

Doomed never to look back.
Even if the journey seems vague, life's lessons will paint pictures on this mysterious canvas.
Make the trees a pathway to nirvana as the herbs brings solace
Keep an open mind when the clouds walk on water.

Always been a rebel.
Never followed the crowd, "Anti-law" if it's allowed.
causing grimace on faces when expected to blench, back sitting outlaw guaranteed never to flinch.

Beauty within the thorns.
But above all a hopeful heart,
Curious mind and spontaneous acts will always keep these quads in motion.

Don't be afraid of changing,
sometimes the best breaks are taken in the middle of the road,
they can spontaneous and unplanned, but quite needed.

The sexiest thing
is a daring heart
willing to
break the bones
of your ribcage
jump out of it
to meet mine
half way

Every day
Waking up in the same place
Same path
Same endless repetitions
A life I never wanted
Or dreamed of

But if I can hold on
Scrounge for meaning
Give myself a reason to drag my body to the end

I'll wake in the winter
Find the world's hard edges
Softened by a fresh blanket of snow

And live again