A brick falls
A feather falls

Which hits the ground first?
The brick smashes into pebbles
While the feather hovers down,
Oh so gentlly
Is it the same case with people?
The weight of the world makes us
Like the brick
Guilt, fear, anger
In our hearts as we sink

A feather falls
It makes no sound, no crashing noise
Yet it reaches its destination
With great poise
Twisting and turning
And correcting itself

Watch the brick fall
No twists and turns, no direction
Straightforward, with no correction
It comes with a roaring thud
Known only by the noise it makes
Ignorant of its own mistakes
Pulled down by the haul
Of its own weight


Be like the feather
Be weightless!
It does not mean
You are late touching ground
You just take your tender time
Getting there

Be like the feather
Be complicated!
Without twists and turns
There can be no correction
Recognize mistakes
And learn from them

Be like the feather
Be flexible!
Do not fall so hard
To one destination
You never know where
The winds will guide you

The brick falls
The feather falls

The brick lands
The feather is falling

The feather is falling
The feather is falling
The feather is falling
The feather is falling

The feather is falling
The feather is falling

The feather is falling
The feather is falling

The feather lands

What I want
To feel happy again
I don't get what I need
Things I harbor hold me back
Beneath skin are wounds that bleed

the world will still turn on it’s axis,
even though you told me you didn’t like my lashes.

it will still turn on its axis when you don’t call me one night.

it will still turn when you stop looking at me as often as you do.

it will still turn when i move on.
when you stop treating me like i’m some pawn.

and even though i’ll feel like the world is ending as i know it, the world will turn on its axis.

i will feel as if the weight of ten suns has been put upon my shoulders.

but one day, maybe not now, but one day; the weight will be lifted from my shoulders.
my life will continue as if it never got colder.

and the world will continue to spin on its axis.

I
wait here alone,
in breathless nothing.
If you tap me,
I’ll shiver like lightning,
or melt like daylight,
or implode like a star,
consumed by the weight of my own gravity.
I am not formed to be caressed,
but would die,
just to be touched,
for a blazing instant,
by you

an ever looming measure
up and down everyday
my mood hangs on it
heavy and disgusting
a feeling that hangs over

Words have weight
Cast a rude one at your mate
And he is bound to hate
Toss a kind word to elevate
And he will elate
Try it so you can relate
If what I state
Is true or inaccurate?