Insomnia and delirium, awake at 4 AM
The bed doesn't feel warm and cozy, like it doesn't belong to me
Everything that I desire goes against all I require to keep going
But I know I'm not the only one out here, there's more of them

I'm sure I''m not the only one who believes in love
Not the kind in saturated love songs
Or in nonsensical fabricated romantic comedies
But in the kind where the hearts beat out of time together and the sensation is expressible but the two involved can understand the ecstatic passion in their minds and bodies

I hope I am not the singled out protester
Against the back handed complements put upon those looking for a admiring passer by
The lone stargazer with a faithful notion that more is out there and we are so small in the scheme of things but just as necessary as the rest of the universe
The last of the proprietors of peace, I pray I am one of many

Raise your hand if you've felt one of the following and while your at it shed a tear for the fellow phalanges in the sky

-Enraged
-Frightened
-Skeptical
-Disappointed
-Ashamed
-Dism­ayed
-Abandoned
-Forgotten
-Unimportant
-Betrayed
-Hurt
-Humiliat­ed

Both of my hands are right along side yours and they may be *****, have scars and bruises
But you know what?
They still work and they're still strong and will grapple the next hardship I face
And your hand will endure to, with your heart and the sense of what you need and what you want

At the next show of hand lets raise them to see whose felt enlightened,  loved, courageous, inspired and proud

That way maybe none of us ever have to feel alone

Unperplexed or confused?
Fire and ice
Rejection and acceptance
***** and *****

Has no grasp of the underlying meaning
As a meager happy tune come from the mouth
And a barrage of bullets disperse from the automatic
A song of love sung in a whisper as the lives of complete strangers are ended

Undertakers in the delivery room
Can never have enough
Already have too much
A cradle and a coffin to set the mood

Take your pills, open wide
Swallow it with your pride
It’s a cure, overdose
Keep your head down and your mouth closed

We’re so
We know
We’re shallow
I know

You can call it narcissism
You can blame it on materialism
Our delusions, indecision
Children of the Great Recession
Update status
Pop a Xanax
There was texting
Now we’re setxing

We have the gall to have a sense
Of undeserved entitlement
We’re over educated and unemployed
Apathetic and annoyed

We’re so
We know
We’re shallow
I know

You can call it narcissism
You can blame it on materialism
Our delusions, indecision
Children of the Great Recession
Pictures reblogged
Arteries clogged
Kandi kids
Digital natives

Anxiety, can’t concentrate
As obesity permeates
What will happen? Time will tell
And remind us of Y2K and when the towers fell

We’re so
We know
We’re shallow
I know

You can call it narcissism
You can blame it on materialism
Our delusions, indecision
Children of the Great Recession
Lets the bass drop
Generation lost
It’s hard to live
When you’re hypersensitive

As a child I always wish for time to go faster so I could grow up
And since I’ve been here I feel something’s missing and I’m not sure what
I think I need I need a change, I need to get out of this rut

Life time sun shine, glimmering in her hair
As soon as the fates called me better believe I ran
I’ve heard this sound a million times but can’t remember where

Nineteen found love, as pure as it could be
What dreams are made of, intoxicating fantasy
She said she’d love me till the last rose was gone
And even till this day the promise stands strong

I’ve felt the cool hand of loneliness, its saddening caress
But on hot July night, I broke free and ran out of sight
I found the one to give my heart
It’s felt like magic from the start

All the words are filled with beasts and demons
Except for one
The one that melts my iris in its beauty
She parades in a riptide of water
And moves as if nothing was wrong

I lay here feeling warm and a bit sickly
Bringing myself back to where I belong
In front of a piece of digital papyrus and my fingers caressing the keys
And creating life in forms of fiction and nonfictional word play
Writing of things I’ve seen, things I’ve done
People I know people who have touched my life in one way or another
Persons who have decided to leave my life
Ah let them go to live their own
All is well
And I have learned that now
I say good bye to the one who made me experience love for the first time
I say good bye to the one who makes callous remarks to ones he held dear
I say goodbye to the one who acted as superior as they wished they were
I say goodbye to the new born youth and wish them luck and my the spirit of life carry you
I say good bye to the one whose time I wasted and to them I give an apology as deep as my insecurities for I wish I was stronger to confront them when you were around but at least now you know what makes you happy
I say hello to the one who is in the pit of despair as I was but only 2 years ago
I say hello to the one who is in a moral quandary not unlike mine all those summers ago
And I say hello to the one next door whose footsteps remain to be right behind mine, my dear friend I love you and I shall help you, all of you for you would and have done the same for me
And I fall to my knees and bow my head onto the gritty ground in praise of the radiant beauty of the soul that has picked me up and taken me to what seems to be the realm of relief
Words cannot express the thanks and worship I have for you
I say good morning to the one who brings out the human in me
I make lunch for the one who feeds my heart with love so pure and true
I will take you where ever you want; you want to be with me
That’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard
No wait that is your voice so sweet and honest it’s like the blast from the shiny brass trumpet in a jazz jam
Oh, my life has been renewed
My life has changed
Yet again but it has never stopped
Nor shall I
I will continue to grow and learn and unavoidably get hurt along the way
I had what I thought was the most important thing in the universe taken away and completely and utterly destroyed
I lost my faith, faith in it, faith in myself, and faith in others
Until I saw that nothing had changed I was just facing the wrong way and not listening to my inner self
I am now back on the right track and I will fight to make sure nothing derails me

I’ve come to know a soldier; he marches across the gritty sand
I’ve made bonds with a trooper who fights for the rights of man

He said “I can’t go no further I miss my girl, her lovin’ trumps everything I’ve seen in this wide godforsaken world!”

My friend was tense and had a determined stare
A crew cut, fifty pounds of gear and the burden of loneliness to bear
His feet began to move, and now he leaves for home
For this dune sea has been dissected and over combed

Picture of her in his pocket
Her name, tattooed sleeve
Back pack of letters received

Welcome mat greeting
Unlocked, opened screen door
She can’t believe
Her soul mate has returned from an endless war