Some say there's nothing
worse than a wasted
life.

Counting the value of your days
in accomplishments.
Things I've lost,
those I've hated,
time spent locked away,
riches squandered.

Holidays help the years
go by,a day to
celebrate when there's
no real reason to
be happy.

Conversations began
and end with,"Remember when?"
Your only mark left on this
world is a name on a headstone.
A name nobody ever
called you by,
a name you didn't choose.

Never wanted to grow
up to be anything but
older.
Tattooed images that at one
time meant everything to you.

Miss dead pets more
than dead  friends.

Leave nothing behind but
a bloodline,
maybe not even that.

Most things crumble with
time,burn with
the flames.

It's not important how long
you'll be remembered.
All memories fade with time,
words lose meaning
and this thing we are living
carries on.
Forgotten.

I'm working slow but I'll get it done.
Just when you think the girl is gone,
her friends say differently, indifferently
did I react, because I finally passed the

overcoming of emotions. An abundance
of thoughts, gathering all together like
a forest gathers trees and a tree has leaves
like birds have feathers. It's a flood, where

every single drop counts and helps destroy
people's dreams, my dreams were fire where
your actions extinguished and put them out.

Fire is so overused, didn't understand, she thinks
I abused? Her friends think I was. I'm just as
naive as they are. I'm ok with drowning though.

At times it all fails
to make any type
of worthy sense
at all.

Watch the talking heads
talk about false
events and never question
this reality.

The lies flow like
***** undrinkable
water out of a
rusty unusable pipe.

That turtle I seen on Alma
street wasn't a turtle at all.
It was a tire.

The mind finds ways to accept
these unbelievable truths.
Even when your soul curses
your decisions
and your heart cracks in
zig-zag patterns as
you ingest more
and exhale the soot
of your experience.

Scrape away all that remains
of yesterday in hopes
of creating a better
tomorrow.

Make your own path
past the
justly stricken suffering
souls who bought into the
lie and now dance among
the angry dogs.  
Plenty of riches blind
the fools,only
one true eye controls
them all.

Make the first move
in this
war they have waged
against our reality.
Hold true
to that questioning voice
inside your head and run
towards the front,
while screaming
questions about
it all.

Tell me you love me as if there was no tomorrow.  
    Feeding me words that tend to end all worries and sorrows.

Reminiscing on things that made me love you. Manifesting on thoughts on how I should never forget you. Prolonging my heart as the mind sleeps deep, wanting you near but it seems like we're separated by a deep blue sea.

For I can only send a bottle to confess my love for you. With the letter written on silk from my dress I ripped so you can pretend to feel me next to you.

Wishing that I'm holding you. And caressing your mind with words that'll sooth you. While the moonlight shines and the water glisten so bright I can only see a star and wish it was you so I could whisper goodnight.

Tho it seems that you're far but in my heart you'll stay. For I'm longing to hold you but tomorrow seems so far far away.

So never forget me for I'll wait to exhale, and if you truly adore me try to make sail.. if you don't know the way the moonlight will shine bright so continue to follow the stars and they'll lead you to me through the night.

"When you scraped your
Paint brush across my canvas,
The acrylics left
Nothing but a beautiful disaster"

I like to wear glitter                above and below my eyes          so that when he looks at me,     he sees nothing more than the promise of stars                 against the wishes                    of my dark skin.                        I'd like to be the                    black sky that he                      wishes               upon.