comprehension

I want to liquify my emotions,
Pour them into a bowl,
Serve them to you for dinner,
And have you consume them,
So you will understand exactly how I feel

Dirt is lifes =

I see a ball roll down a hill, in front of me.
I watch it as it becomes fused with the earth.
Dirt, leaves, puddle filth…all absorbing in the ball.
Kind of reminds me of my life.

inside

it’s awake inside me
willing things to change
wanting time to go by
and my eyes to open up to a new day
it’s cold inside me
no trust left for me to give
all of my soul given
and yards piled up on the other side
it’s awake inside me
the love for all i know
my heart so full of light
and memories of the past drifting by
but yet it’s cold inside me

nobody

sinking slowly
striving to get out
scratching at the edges
screaming out loud for some help
my voice is mute
eyes turned upward
looking at the winter night sky
searching for some reason
in this nothing I have become
I slice away
scrambling for a touch of life
salvation left me
sympathy is far gone
screw it all
this life is so constant
I can’t take it anymore
someone make me feel
stimulate my blood
stain my soul
sensation take me over
the cigarette burns slower

a drug on drugs

a lot like a whisper.

people come and go.

changing is everything.

nothing is the same. 

who would of thought of this. 

the way things would be.

how life is turning out. 

it all seems so distant to me. 

how did it happen.

i cant seem to recall. 

when did everything become so wrong. 

so out of place. 

i lost it somewhere. 

somewhere long ago. 

i’ve been searching and looking. 

but i dont think i will ever find it again.

blank air

Staring at the plastic face
Awaiting the fade to black.
The clock ticking is filling the still, blank air
And still there is no turning back.
Yet still permeating my mind,
By mixing with your being.
My extended emotions are manifested,
Through my active physical expression.
Feelings become irreversible on my part.
And now your free,
Leaving me
with a completely
empty
Feeling.

just a thought…

Children’s voices echoing silently
Creaking footsteps creeping in the void

Hopes and dreams tickle as a reminder
Happiness manifests as voices smile

Pale white sheets with familiar scents
Scratching at doors while warm in bed

Falling rain flawlessly frolics
On a pit of despair deep in a groggy mind of dirt
Cleansing it from all ill feelings

Wasted time used up on nothing
Inactive bodies wasting away
This circle ends with choice

there goes my train of thought again…

With each breath I take, I feel the pain of missing you.
A feeling that is symbolic.
It implies the unique nature that you entail.
A captivating notion that has yet to be seen in anyone other than you.
Your beauty is spellbinding, too perfect for words.
A feeling of intense longing, tangled in tears.
Thousand of kilometres away.
A void in the life lead.
Empty shells and hopeful eyes.
Dreams of airport windows and landing in your arms.
Smiles, warm hugs, kisses and intense conversation.

Experiences.

There goes my train of thought again… I think it got lost along the way..

plastic

Paint your plastic face happy.
Paint a smile that never fades.
Paint a perfect home with no conflict.
Paint true love.
Paint all your fears diminished.
Paint a world with no government.
Paint your faith strong.
Paint your picture-perfect body.
Paint truth.
Paint blind trust.
Paint full blown fucking optimism.
Paint artificial stimulants.
Paint the pretentious fucking sheep that you all really are.
Paint yourself picture-perfect plastic.

green eyes

Beautifully green, glistening gems
Gazing into the depth of my soul.
Captivating, with just once glance,
Warming me with elegance.
Speaking without words,
Feeling without touch…
Uncertainties broken.

Eyes.
The window to all emotions.
Green eyes.
The window to my soul.

Draw back the curtains,
Unmask yourself to the world…

Oh, such sweet, beautiful, green eyes.