Suppose it's all sullen and weak,
Controlled by the means of our mind,
Selecting my greatest ambition,
To corodially define,

Sol,
Go,
Cre,

Love always


mens gens

Meaning mind tribe in Latin

I love how the human is literally a machine.

Eyes don't cause the tears that spill from your eyes at 2 a.m.,
Lips don't speak for you,you give them the power to move,
Tongues don't take in the gourmet delicacies
Noses don't reign the scent of bravery,
Fingers don't vitalize their abilities,
Ears don't let you take in bitter words.

You'r mind powers all of this.
Your mind is the brush painting the scenery before you,
it's the sounds of silence or a running river yelling at it's freedom,
your precious mind guides you as a lead in a ballroom dance..
It's power is so grand and when you think you want to give up,
it even kicks you in the bottom and tells you to keep going.
Your mind is a canvas,with so many layers for you to tell you story on.

Further down the rabbit hole,
Is where i spend my time,
To get away from all the things,
That haunt me in my mind,
My mind it seems has gone on leave,
And has left me withering,
Still i hope that it will return to me,
Yet day by day all my things get up and walk away,
My broken thoughts my shattered dreams,
It may be i am a fractured thing,
Yet still i fight to return the light ,
That the wind did **** ,
Leaving only blindness,
Blind head blind heart
My shattered parts will mend,
For when love leaves the world ,
All hearts they are left cold.

Effort making doubts fly
Mark-up fry
Don't let it all,
Special growing thought
Do you know the river falls
Islands places where the Tigers clash,
Year mystery confusion no doubt

Monday Friday
We've come that away
To remember better days
Always

Chasing street light fantasies
In the day time by the Waterloo
Innocent retrieval,
Grafted minds searching together,
For treasures and such,
Aloud the gung **'
Nighttime renniaunce


Sea time and money
Make jokes about honey and coke,
Lifeless fruitless
Without hope

Its 4 am the stars are out
words I didnt know existed were leaving my mouth

this boy appeared in my dreams
he showed me freedom and a little bit of danger
the words he spoke made me feel alive
when he touched me for the first time
I melted like snow when the sun is shining bright

black hair, darker than my soul
sparkling green eyes that could read my mind
curly hair and a golden smile

he was heartless but everyone has a heart
and I love him for being ashamed to show it

I fell in love with this boy but I dont even know his name
I wish we could hang our picture in a silver frame

oh strange boy that I have met in my dreams
please come into my life and make me believe
the world can be a good place

Home doesn’t have an address.
home has a beating heart and sweaty palms

please be mine.

I remember lying there in the greenish sleeping bag,
Staring up at the wooden ceiling with all the dust,
The cobwebs sway in slightest amounts of air,
And falling asleep slowly, the loft so full of must.
This sinking sensation comes over me and I can see
A dark shadow in the other room, it moves across the
Doorway and looks as I call out for someone anyone
And in panic I have a total feeling of doom.

But this is just the beginning, I wake up in beads of sweat,
Is this really my life or dream, have I truly woken up yet...?

This story I hear tell of a man across the halls,
Who would walk toward the other side
At half past 12 at night as my friend recalls,
A dark visage, a shadowy veil, came out
When the daylight would subside.
The story as I recall keeps me up sometimes,
He had no eyes, again I repeat, you could see right
Through his eyes!