I always end up watching
As my friends lose themselves in liquor.
I don't drink because I see the way they change.
I don't want to get lost.
It makes me scared to see them change.

I have very little time left
it's such a frustrating thing
still so much to learn
it's a on going mission

If I don't know it I go mad
if I don't acquire it, it makes me sad
I try never to miss a trick
never to slow down on this on going mission

I try to keep my wit's up to 110 percent
push myself to the edge and ask for more
to me it's a mission it's a war of nutrition
as I swot up on my on going mission


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Forever implanted in our sub conscience whether for being cold and heartless or bitter and filled with rage. It can bring protection to the people but can also end many lives with every passing year. But in the end no one can do anything about it. They just have to embrace and participate in this blunt and barbarous fighting.

Not a blessing to some but a curse to all.

I'm not afraid of love anymore
Just the loss of freedom
I'm not afraid of pain like before
My heart can live in any season

Winter pain
Spring rain
Summer game
Fall to blame

I don't sleep on rocks
Nor between satin sheets
But where the soul flocks
Is where love meets

Meadow greens
Mountain streams
Snowy Aspen scenes
Natures dreams

i love kissing
in the back of the bus
pitch black at 11 PM
i kissed three people right on the mouth, i loved it

(it's been almost a month since you've been gone, maybe it's time to move on?)

she had red hair ,dyed, and a cherub face, curvy and boisterous
her lips were soft and she took the lead
i couldnt stop smiling

she had a pixie cut and a beanie,
almost six foot and quiet
she kissed passionate and quick leaving me weak in the knees

he had long blue hair
a year younger than me, but it wasnt strange (??)
he was awkward and fumbled
but i liked it anyway

i was kissed seven times in two hours, it was fun and i felt okay

and yet i looked for you in everyone of them
feeling empty when i climbed in bed

Both the brave and cowardly are
fearful, but only the brave exhibit a
courageous act
Both the man of faith and dispair go
through a test run, but solely the man of
faith prevails
Petrified with what might come around
deep in your darkest hour,
vulnerable, as emotions erupt in a rush
and danger crawls fiercely closer.
the sweat, anger and all the panic
engulfs your senses, but still, the world
carries on.
When the broken and sinking heart
rises above it's bottomless troubles,
pain and joy, gain and loss follows in
mixed manifestations,
courage will standout and peace rise
against doubt and uncertainty,
Strength will share the pain of your
loved ones, but only courage will make
you feel your own.
In solitary, fear will always show it's
face,
do not shiver, stand your guard,
do not surrender, endure the pressure
for it is in solitary that the strong will
make a cut in this heartless world.
Better is a single act of daring mighty
things and fail,
than to fail before you try and live
amongst those who neither enjoy nor
suffer much, those who live in between
defeat and victory.

I wake up and go back to sleep
Alone.

With a gust of air, you blow our minds,
with your loaned swag
Your style's a brag, you life's a rug
Still, we node our heads in deep
worship to the dose of your repudiation
You bought yourself a high status, just
for mere acceptance
And you were left disposed of your real
personality,
Just for a sheer popularity?
But when we snap back to reality,
there's a void inside your heart,
A broken girl, with a lot insecurities
cries out
Craving a simple and faultless life,
For underneath all that glamour, there's
a vacuous and enstranged soul