Hope is a poisonous thing.
If one should die, wish he falls into death without such a malicious taste in his mouth. Let him see sweet winds of life. Let him breathe the smell of liberty into his collapsed lungs, so that such a painful thought as hope may not reside in him upon his final breath.

The weight of the world never sat so lightly on any man’s shoulders.
When the light of your eyes met mine, time stopped and I was breathless.
So simple seemed the relationship of a man and a woman,
Yet simplicity is lost to bleeders and roosters alike.

The clock weeps for it's tired hands,
Still spinning and counting just the same.
I look back on the agony
Time never healed
Life was always a game.

Half blue and half *******
The colors of oil and pigment
That never mixed
To be seen on a canvas
It's not easy being green

In stubbornness, I tie the night across my eyes, so i see nothing but my own dark intentions. I stumble to stand, dehydrated from drinking my tears. I think to turn back, second guessing the torturous journey. When suddenly, I see the stars that were always ahead of me. I flinch away from the light; the happiness was always hard to grasp.

Connect the dots of my freckled face
Dismiss the longing to replace
The missing half
Of my constellation skin
Discourse and disgrace
A waste of space
A face
Full of beautiful suns and stars
That never seemed so dull
And the lull of silence
Escaping my lips

Is deafening

I can't stand this indecision
My lack of precision
Blurry vision
From tears running in streams
Wishing these were dreams
But if they were, I'd wake
With a mouth full of screams
Nothing is like it's seems
Picked last
And hated by both teams
What is it that caused this much resistance, this distance
Was there an instance
Or was It always there