The ease
Of untouchable flow
Where every input
Equates to an equal output
A mans love
For technology
Pure logic
Fits like a glove
To hide
Fingerprints

I've heard of  having the pleasure
of finding your true love. They say
nothing else matters to you once your
eyes meet. The songs say that you
would do anything to have the presence
of your soul mate with you.
The movies show two halves becoming
a whole.
Reality isn't so poetic. The movies
and songs didn't inform me of the
negative sides of love.
They didn't tell me how bad it
would continuously hurt if you
lost the one you thought you loved.
My favorite quote doesn't
relate to how ****** I feel a night
when I know he is just fine.
Or maybe I'm too young to know of
love. Whatever it is, it hurts just
the same.

A thousand screams
fill me up inside
I swim upstream
trying not to collide

Make it stop
I'm getting bad again
My hopes I drop
This battle I can't restrain

there was a little mouse he just loved to spray
with his little spray cans he would spray all day
doing his graffiti colorful and bright
bringing joy to people bringing such delight.

spraying in the park and the bulidings too
little works of art for everyone to view
full of lots of colors cheerful and bright
spraying through the day till very late at night.

people came from miles travelled from afar
to see his works of art  mouse he was a star.
he still carries on to this very day
with his little cans he sprays the day away

how charming a taste you leave, my tongue swells
and how magically you wheel me in

I keep you far away yet close
for all the things you'd send, I ignore your nostalgia
I let you overflow till you can no more
and bend my absence over you and
you'll see the world hand me trophies
and through the eyes of great you
you see your dwindling reflection

and like an eagle, I'm ready to clutch
the only prize worth catching

and in the end, it's always you
winter on the heart
rain upon the leaves
you're here
inside