And in a flash of blinding happiness
you turned my "will  I  ever  find  love"
into "she's  a  gift  from  above".
You came into my life
the same way fires rip through forests,
with great power and force.
You turned my doubts into beliefs
and my fears into hopes.
You showed me a side of life
that I didn't understand.
You held my heart. You held my hand.
You pulled me up from darkness
and showed me light
like I had never seen before.
But once you showed me it,
you turned the light off.
You took it away.
You had shown another the light
and they took it from you and now
you're scared that I will do the same.

djm
And in a flash of blinding sadness
you turned my "you're  my  one  and  only"
into  "I'm  so  lonely".
You stole from me something
I never truly had. Now your smile
and laugh are scratched into the walls
of my brain as horrible memories
and it's only late at night
that I can let these memories crush me.
You turned from "she  is  the  one  I  want  to  kiss"
to "she  is  the  one  I  truly  miss".

*djm

And at 2am the world
looks a little different.
It is a magical time
where good plans go
bad and bad plans go
good and you can look
around you and not a single
thing will move. It is at
that exact time you feel
like you are all there is.
No other people, no
animals, not a thing.
It is you and the big world.
Such a magical feeling
can surely only be coupled
with a sense of incredible
loneliness, but if you can't
just sit with yourself at 2am
and not feel empty, then
what can you do?

*djm

Give away attachment in favour of happiness. Attachment to her. Attachment to him. Attachment to things. Attachment to hope, dreams and beliefs. Attachment makes you heavy. Attachment drains you. It holds you just tight enough to let you see the world, but not explore it.

*djm

She scared me because she was going to shine whether I was there or not. She knew she didn't need anyone else for her to have a brilliant life, so she started building one on her own.

*djm

You can tell me who you are.
Well you can try.
Though that isn't who you are.
I don't want to know that.
I don't want to know 3pm you.
I want to know 3am you.
I want to know how your mind works.
I want to see it.
I want to see you.
Your secrets.
Your desires.
Your fears.
I want to see you at 3am.
When there are no walls.
Let me tear them down.
Let me in.
I love you.

*djm

Love is a teacher
that teaches everyone,
although it's painful,
and not much fun

When we learn to lose,
we learn to live,
we learn to recover,
and we learn to give

It may take time,
maybe even years,
but soon it will pass.
You'll forget the tears

You'll learn to be
just like you were
before that person came
and make you hurt

*djm

When I look at you,
I lose myself.
I lose who I was.
I lose who I am.
I feel heavy.
I feel light.
I feel breathless.
I feel dizzy.
I feel this.  
I feel us.
When I look at you,
I feel forever.

*djm

Somedays I write poems and somedays I sing songs. Somedays I feel bliss and somedays are too long. Somedays I exercise and somedays I smoke bongs. Somedays I feel myself and somedays I feel wrong.

*djm

The whiskey tickles my tongue
as I think of you and where
you are, but then again
I dont really care

I dont think I will ever care
because I think I always
loved the thought of you more
than I ever actually loved you

But there is another now
whom I adore from head to toe.
One day you will look back
and realise you were wrong

One day you will see me smile
and realise it isn't for you.
That is when your world will crash
just like mine had so many times

*djm

Desensitisation to the objects around you is inevitable. Buy the new car you've always wanted, that outfit you've been dreaming of, the latest phone, the best of the best in all aspects. Buy it all, but I promise you after long enough they all just become things you own and they lose their magic. Spend your time and money on experience, not objects.

*djm

I fell in to you recklessly and without a thought of what the repercussions would be if you refused to catch me.

*djm

Look at a tree and see the beauty caused by the weather it endured. Let your hard times bend your trunk and twist your limbs. Let the wind rustle your leaves and crack your bark. Let the hard times mould you into the unique symbol of strength you deserve to be.

*djm

Have you ever looked at someone,
and as soon as you did,
you could see yourself with them?

I'm not saying you look at them
and think they are attractive,
but you could really see yourself
with this person even though
you barely know them

If you have, do you remember it?
Do you remember that specific moment
in time?

i do

*djm

Gushing thoughts pound against the walls of my mind like the raging sea. Untamed and irrational, I'm sure I'll drown in them one of these days.

*djm

Undeniably spontaneous in the splashes she makes in this word. Skipping herself across life feels easy when home doesn't have a postcode and everyone she meets is a friend.

*djm

Drugs are the realest of falsehoods when reality isn't where you want to be.

*djm

Mazes and labyrinths and puzzles and riddles,
confused and belated to answer, belittled,
confounded and stupefied mesmerized fate,
hypnosis of focus, synopsis escape.

Falling to ashes on bricks with the snow,
gravity's palm lets me down light and slow,
roses rain down with me sunrise a blur,
bubbling blue skies protrude from the earth,

This winter hello to goodbye, and molasses,
let me go home with the light on their glasses,
severe the ties and the ropes of existence,
to free me to freedom of thought and,good riddance,

Patterns and intricate problems of math,
simplistic classical music of facts,
knowledge, perfection, reality, god
the being of truth which unquestioned is flawed,

Release me to own me my independent self,
Without you I'm happy and with you in hell,
The answer is thinking time, real and alone,
Not what we now call our thinking cell phone.

Please release me.
Let me go.
For I don't love you,
anymore.

-Djm

If the world cursed me to see one thing for the rest of my days, I'd pray it was the image of you in a moment of true happiness and bliss. Your soul shines through your pores when you smile and no words I write could ever describe how beautiful that is.

*djm

Raindrops on windows start so small.
They slowly move along
while picking up bits as they go.
They collect more and more
until soon they are too full.
Their decline quickens
and then they smash
into a beautiful catoic display
of falling apart.

Humans are quite like raindrops.

*djm

A lot of people feel that if they drag themselves around the world and see the monuments everyone keeps telling them they should see, then they will be cultured, understanding, and perhaps even find some sort of new self. What they tend to forget is that you could see the world ten times over but if you didn't change your mindset before the journey then you'll just be the same you in a prettier place. Journey inside before you journey out there.

*djm

I toss and turn at night. Not out of discomfort, nor out of sadness. I lay awake thinking of her. I think of the way her tongue sits between her teeth after we kiss. I think of how looking into her eyes is one of easiest things I've ever done. I think of how being around her brings me the same comfort one's own bed does. I think of how our bodies are entangled and traced by the other. I think of her laugh. I think of her smile. I lay awake thinking of a girl who I hope thinks of me as much as I think of her.

*djm

Tell me your secrets
and I'll spill my soul
across that thing you call a brain.
I promise.  

Tell me truths
and I'll spill my life
across that thing you call a heart.
I promise.

But tell me you love me
and I'll spill everything I am
across that thing you call you.
I promise.

*djm

I think people forget.
I think people don't understand.
Look at the word beautiful.
Look at it.
Sound it out.
You are beautiful.
You are full of beauty.
Remember that.

*djm

Maybe I'm not perfect, but that's okay.
Maybe I never will be, but that's okay.
Maybe I overthink, but that's okay.
Maybe I get nervous, but that's okay.
Maybe I get jealous, but that's okay.
Maybe I care too much, but that's okay.
Maybe I try too hard, but that's okay.
Maybe I stress too much, but that's okay.

Maybe it's okay because you love me.

*djm

His days are wasted,
for he isn't even conscious.
Sleep dominates his life,
because it's better than this

He is lost in his mind,
and sometimes late at night,
he opens his drawer of dreams
and hopes to reach them

But he is wasting his days,
sleeping through the best of them,
because he is afraid
they might be the worst of them

*djm

People are background noise. You can walk past a thousand people with a thousand different stories and then they will never cross your path again. You may notice their eyes, or their hair, or the way they walk. You might not notice anything. However, every so often, in those thousands of people you pass daily, will come a single person. A beam of sunshine. A reason to smile. A gift. These people aren't expected, nor can they be found. They find you, and once they do, that's it. Every worry you had washes away. Every fear you held is gone. Every doubt you had disappears. Don't let go of these people. Ever.

*djm

I won't beg you to stay or try to convince you why you should care. I won't sing and dance for you the way others might. If you want me, I am yours completely. If you don't, I'll be yours from a distance.

*djm

Stop looking for inspiration in your Facebook feeds. Stop looking for inspiration in the words of the media. Stop looking for inspiration in places it doesn't exist. Look for inspiration in books. Look for inspiration in nature. Look for inspiration in music. Look for inspiration in yourself.

*djm

I radiate the being I am not
And not only that, but I break and snap as I do so.
The room spins so many nights in a row, but for what?
Escaping a reality that I created.
Running from truths that I spoke.
Becoming the lie you're yet to be told.
I radiate the being I am not
And not only that, but I break and snap as I do so.

*djm

May your intense hunger for adventure always triumph over your crippling fear of failure.

*djm

You weren't meant to let it get to this point but you did anyway. You let the things slip you shouldn't have and you ****** around when you should have been working. You did all the wrong things because they felt good and that's alright.

*djm

**** expectations. Whatever you want to do, do it. Your age, gender, ****** preference, race, and beliefs shouldn't affect the path society lets you carve. Do it because you want to, not because society, or even those around you, want you to. They won't be there at the end of the day. You will.

*djm

I watch you. I watch your heart grow heavier with every tear. How many away from goodbye are you now? How could your limbs bare the weight of my indecision any longer? I wonder if your eyes sting from the times you held back your tears so I could have mine. I know each frustrated sigh is followed by a spoon full of doubt to wash down the unbearable feeling of "maybe he will never be what I need".

*djm

The demand keeps the cranks turning on the accidental machine that I've built. Well oiled and free-flowing, it taxes my body instead of my wallet. Text messages, lies, and colours that fly. Maybe I should have read the instruction manual first.

*djm

He lit his cigarettes on his heart he was filled with so much passion.
She stumbled over flat surfaces she was so used to falling in love.
He had sore shoulders from holding his act for so long.
She had sore feet from running into all the wrong people.
He removed his mask when they met.
She built a wall.

*djm

Undercurrents pulling you deeper. Chase a chemical high on the back of a dream. You'll be a legend for a night in your own right. But complacency leads to boredom and boredom leads to a wasted life. .

*djm

You ask questions like the answer could change your life. You shuffle your feet and tip toe across the part of me that doesn't want to be alone anymore. Be the foreign feeling I long for and your maybe I shouldn't will become who wouldn't?

*djm