His eyes are blue
Mine are brown
This Sun went down, it surely does
Krypton moon you move me, to fear like heights
Go through me
A ****** does happen on top of trees, on this night of the super moon
Fur feathers hundreds thousands
His eyes are blue
Mine are brown

While the stars burn from afar, like a million flames of dying candlelight. Even as men have eyes to see, in awe of the gargantuan miniscule movements of the chilling ice-blue sparks. We are all but equals in a warring reality. Time is but a thought, eternity is to be had to watch shattered matter transform, inputting chaos, with an output of calm. The unpolished old reality now exists in the form of precious gemstones, fools gold.

I've illustrated lyrical insulation and simulated spiritual stimulation from originating with out sophistication while perfoming discriminated manipulation and rehabilitated from being to opinionated  but never anticipated my own disintegration

The Ugly Duckling

quack?

                yuck?

QUACK!

            ­    DUCK!



The Emperor's New Clothes

new?

                yeah?

BLUE!

                ­BARE!



Hansel And Gretel

bread?

                coven?

DEAD!

              ­  OVEN!



Little Red Riding Hood

eyes?

                ears?

LIES!

                SH­EARS!



Goldilocks And The Three Bears

hot?

                cold?

COT!

                SCO­LD!



The Three Little Pigs*

huff?

                sticks?*

PUFF!

                ­BRICKS!

I realize slowly
you're shifting the needle in my compass

magnetic moves in cloud
looking clear now, I see the distance

sudden and incomprehensible
as if I've had a hand

my heart clamps in protest
and these feet say otherwise.

I don't know if I want to live.
No matter what I do it's just the same ****.
I've tried to rise up. Tried to put up a fight. But now it's done.
This is finally too much.
I think I may, I hope I might, pass in my sleep tonight.  Numb from my endless worries. So sick from my insecurities.
Maybe your God will have some mercy. But he's gone out of his way to continually hurt me.
Please stop giving to just take more.
I swear my struggles have made my body ache and my mind sore.

Theres a difference between being lonely and being alone. When you're alone, you're calm and cool, reflecting on life, thinking about different times when you were in school. When you're lonely your demons come to life, its like you as a person goes away or completely dies. You sit quietly while this war rages inside you. You may be on a pinic or a sports event with a friend. When you're lonely you're lonely this depressing loneliness seem to have no end.

Distract us
Sidetrack us
Engross us
Refract us
Or offer
A glimpse
Just a slight
Of what's real
While we march
In our sleep,
While we are
Standing still,
We’re still reigning
Still falling
Still fighting
False stalling
And cannot see
The ground with
Our heads in
The clouds with
Our eyes And
Our ears Cotton
Wool-ed From
Our fears A
Divine Inter-
ment our shins
Creak on
Cement and
Our boots
Thump and grind
As we march
On the blind
Silent lips
Bleary eyes
Muffled sounds
Freaky minds

The instance of the mighty long words
No distance sight prevailing the wind and the ocean
Like the other birds that fly high
Above its constellation and stars
Whispering, Whistling and hoping

Hoping for the day
Hoping for people
Hoping for memories

Life is unpredictable to predict

*The chances are yours
take it or leave it!
You are the creator of your destiny