Driving along then a heard a murmur and the
hairs on my neck crept up,
                                                I looked behind.....

Seeing myself in the back seat, "Don't turn around,
I reacted in fright, I angled my view to see
                                                           nothing before my eyes?

Swinging back, I saw lights eclipsing in my sight,
then the impact. I awoke up in the back seat, the force
had severed me from my seat, I was disembowelled.

As my life bled out I looked in the rear view mirror
seeing myself
                        I said
                                 *"Don't turn around,

Miles and minutes
Trading time for a timeline
I'd rather not finish
Stick it out and ill be fine

Passing space
Metal matter flowing far below me
It must be the high tide I love to race
Encroaching, live for the second

Adrenaline dripline
Barely alive but still doing fine
Seperate my body and mind
Laughing as everyone else, doing their best to undermine

As i stick my wheels to the curb
***** four wheel drive
One more dead end suburb
I lost any reason i had left to strive

But im still right here
I havent moved in so **** long
In the seat of my car
Still hearing the same **** songs

Still partaking in life as it may come
Still drinking gas station pop
I was told the world would pass me by
But turns out my world follows me
And I dont mind
Passing their world by

Space seems so far away
And im still worried about words
Ideas die when action is taken
Stones are broken as we discern
Rebuilding feels so akin
To leaving no stone unturned

And as my temepered glass view finder
Drifts father through the rubble
I can see promise
And i can see the death of each and every one of them

A turn of the torso in the hall
          Be it to look back or forward
          Past or beyond the past
          Is not necessarily wrong at all
Unless of course the owner of the turn
          Is twisting therein arrogance
          Or with an unsettling voice
          Which demeans all others in the hall
But if such a twisting diaphragm can actually sing
          Then arrogance is more all the more tolerable
          And not so much a problem at all
Because the sound will be beautiful*
          Even if the character is not beautiful at all

Find what you can't express
and pin it down in words

Find what you can't see
and fabricate it in fantasies

Find what you can't feel
and embody it in adventures

Find what you can't speak
and let your eyes vocalize

Find what you "can't"
and challenge yourself

Find what you "never"
and take it a step further

I bet you are pretty,
You have to,
You have a perfect shape and body,
Please turn, would you?

You one of those polite kind,
Soft voice with a wild mind,
I hope you're not a spoiled child,
So please turn around,

I have to see your face,
Its not about beauty,
I just want see your glance,
I hope you turn for the sake of me,

The ride is almost over,
And so far u havent dropped on any stops,
I hope you stay and keep my head sobber,
Or turn so I can start over...

You, ...., Had me all
She, ... ,Made you be the gone
He, .., got you all
I, ., Died a death
.,

I begin to write in a diary
My life in of itself
My day to day series
Of what I think of myself

One day the page is bleak
I write of no light
Of pain it reeks
A day of complete blight

I look at it after I'm done
My sorrow in black
It makes me want to run
And never look back

But then I go to bed
Before I make an emotional cage
The next day I awake
And turn the page

Beauty turn to me
Put your head together
All the fairness go restless
Shine to me
A bounty is worth a heart
A heart that is pure
Beauty take my side
I am no queen
Nor will I when I own you
A bounty is worth a while
Inside a heart that is eternal

Beauty who's your king
Tell no king is right to rule
A love that is sure
Tell no realm is far to go
When a love is near
I can call you 'beauty'
What else with those nice eyes
Fair cheek and big smile
You rule all the realms
Yet I turn you not a king

What is life like now?
No technology, somehow,
Just imagine, here and now,
If there's no technology,
We'd all manage, you see,
As in days of yore, prithee,
But you can't reverse the clock,
Retroactive, quite a shock,
If no technology somehow,
What would life be like now?