I never really traveled much;
that upsets me.
So I'll put my fingers on this modeled globe,
And travel across the world.
    In little to no time at all.

Today he is shy and spiritually low,
Looking pithy in his sub masculine glance,
The charm of self praise has lost spark,
Fondly hating himself for meeting reality,
De-snobbing the ego into narrow based self awareness
Feeding his heart on positive misfortune of a disillusioned snob.

there's a sad lady in my brain
with tears running down her cheek.
her lips are full with dark red stain,
but her spirit reamins weak.
she cries for help, but don't we all?
love is what we seek.
her skin is tender,
and its damp with salt -
its salty as the sea
but all that she wants and all that she wonders
is to roam the forest free.
but she can't
because they won't
liberate her from the bars
and now she's a victim of life long scars.
so in my head she swims,
hoping for escape,
waiting to be rescued
but now its too late.
eventually she will succumb to her fate
and in my mind
she will      e  v   p      o    r       a            t        e.

I sit in lecture
I think of your eyes
I wonder if you sit in lecture
And think of my eyes
But most likely you are taking notes
I should be too but my conscious has deemed you more important
I wouldnt change it
Failing for you as I fall for you

my thoughts can not
surpass
this surface I have
built
with my own
self destruction,
but it isn't too late to improve,
to create a purpose or lost
expression
that has since been found.
evaporated with my empty passion
that has risen
above the lesser

Her laughter slowly died, deep darkness covered the wall,
Wishes diminished, buried under ashes black as coal,
Mystical journey carries her toward her goal,
Nature guides her through the light into a whole,
Beloved soul-mate reveals the canvas of her soul.

Yes
Peer into
A fast fading rose
And its pruned petals