Melancholy youth
Led by lucid dreams
          Strangers stare
          A fair hair woman with her shifted eyes
          Astranged from society within her own boundries
Foundations and disconnected communication,
humans are brutal yet innocently beautiful beings.
Contructed on intentions,
broken apart by actions.
          We wallow in this gene pool of superiority
           but what are we superior to?
Us weak beings, small on a scale of things
Standing tall on fear
Hustling each other for gain
Gain of what?
           When you die what will matter?
           Will it be the money you gained, the riches and fame
           Will the material that covers your rotting flesh give you comfort in death
Lucid dreams haunt my youth,
A predetermined future I fear
For when I die and lay to rest
It won't matter how much material I gained or wealth and success
All what matters is that I lived, loved and lost and tried my best

Don't cry tears of shame,
you'll never be what they dreamed of
you'll never be the label they portray you as
you'll never meet their expectations

I know your tired of being on stage
under the spotlight
drowning in fits of rage
back and forth, you caged animal
you'll never go far they said
we will see you in 10 years
homeless, helpless, a nowhere dread on society

But why must everyone lie to me
tell me it is now or never to choose tomorrow
why focus on something i can not yet grasp
why try to see through a fogged mask of what might be

My visions go on forever, as far as the eye can see
my words flow endless on and on like the waves of the Baltic sea
unrelenting, yet  sometimes calm, dark yet light
it is all a ******* mystery

Eyes wide open but mind is still foggy
the world is in carnage yet it still spins and twirls
sometime I wonder what is everyone after
what do they live for?

Why focus on me when you can focus on you
why judge my direction when you are lost too
why cloud my perception with what I could be
why just not let me be me
why don't you just worry about you and I will worry about me
I am still wrapped up in youthful folly
driven by what ifs and maybes
Still trying to peel off the skin you made for me

We lay tangled up in sheets
your eyes golden brown
the sun shine through this fogged window
were in the moment, in the now
finger tips meet
chapped lips to greet every morning
we lay in youthful folly
our future still a mystery
our past left at the door
you are all I will ever need and more
you saved me, I saved you
I just want to waste this sunday morning
laying in bed holding you
telling you
that your all I need and more
I love you dear
and I will miss you when you walk out that door.

Time traveller,
hopeful wanderer,
the map is etched in your palm.
The dirt beneath your finger nails,
the grit between your teeth,
the snow that blows through your open window
don't wallow in defeat.

Reside in the home of your dreams
chase a thought and see where it leads.
The second has past, no longer stand still,
the world keeps spinning, the clock keeps ticking
and then there is you....
still pondering.

There is beauty in the most troubled souls
there is life in the sky above
the roots of growth beneath our feet
the today that lays at the end of the paths we meet
the meaning we suckle from every defeat
the hope that lingers in the air we breathe
the love that is held within every being we greet
here is to the moment we have yet to share
to the invisable strings that bring us closer together
here I lay shifted as the clouds that crumble above our heads
memories that are infused with every coffee I drink
thoughts that guide every dance I make
the flaws deep within my soul or upon the flesh that covers my bones
defines the fact that I am human
a person with a past, future, and a now

There is beauty in the most troubled souls
there is life in the sky above
the roots of growth beneath our feet
the today that lays at the end of the paths we meet
the meaning we suckle from every defeat
the hope that lingers in the air we breathe
the love that is held within every being we greet
here is to the moment we have yet to share
to the invisable strings that bring us closer together
here I lay shifted as the clouds that crumble above our heads
memories that are infused with every coffee I drink
thoughts that guide every dance I make
the flaws deep within my soul or upon the flesh that covers my bones
defines the fact that I am human
a person with a past, future, and a now

Hello creator,
my mother, my father,
what have you gave me, asked this  lonesome daughter.
You provided me foundation in which to stand,
mother you taught me morals in which I do not believe,
the pain I wallowed, the grief I seeked.

Do you remember when I would wander,
these streets of this town, the things i'd ponder.
Do you remember when I layed sleepless at night,
trying to forgive and forget the fight.
I do not blame for it is all that you've known,
but the burden is so deep, you and dad look as cold as stone.

I remember when I sought for love,
it was at the bottom of a bottle,
hidden in the smoke of a cigarette,
it was interwined with regret,
and it was burning out, golden red.

Oh mother, oh father I do not blame,
I forgive, I forget,
the orgin of this pain.
For years I'd lay sleepless, for years i'd wander inside this horror,
I know you never knew you hurt me,
but the pain you bleed seeps into my core.