Jordynn

To me you may not be perfect, but the more I know of you perfect doesn't seem like enough.

You've been growing within me for some time to the point you've attached among my thoughts, dreams and memories.

Theres nothing I could ever ask for that would amount to the day I met you.

Ive seen our past played back to the point I laughed.

I see the future at the end of the world seeing it all, with you.

I live the present

With in your arms I could conquer mountains as far as the eye could see.

Ive gone from lost, from the shell Ive hidden away in.

Then you came, found me, exposed and made me bright again.

Now I drowned in my own success, never was it achieved but found within the universe among countless stars.. among countless souls there was you and I.

Nighmares

So many mistakes I have made they pile up like death, an avalanche waiting for you to slip. Every misplaced step I took leads me here lying in my memories reversing only to play back in my head. Every sound smell, feeling as vivid as the next to the point the motion makes me spin. Dreams that haunt sane men. Eyes close to hide what might appear within the dark shadows that plague my mind as quick as the lives it took.
I am growing old with time falling quicker than sand. The faster I run it seams the further I must go. The drum beats slow the pressure increases as everyone looks with judging eyes. Counts of three go tossing through my strings. A pulse sets in motion as tiny vessels set course. I hear The water swaying, moving only to crash against the foreign object that sets course to a helpless voyage. I am barley standing and hardly sitting.
Freedom has never felt so lonesome or so cold when the wind blows oceanic air.

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I am the leaf that blows in the wind I am the silent autumn forest, I am the mountains tall and wide. I am nothing to the mortal man money greed and dreams are only what I see. My heart lays with the soil only a body organ to be thrown aside when I am done. Love is all but yet greed always overcomes.We are moved by automobiles to caskets carried by four wheels all the same. We are trapped with in our selfs growing more selfish as the days rotate calenders.

to fly

To fly you must lift your self from it all. Free your self from the hectic reality we call are life and prep those wings for flight. Because in this world we forget our inner child franticly trying to smile, laugh and scream. Its never easy to let go of the stress that runs our emotions, but when you take a step back and breath its seams as though time is never in a rush. I have paced back and forth tell my thoughts through me on my ass. You may never get rid of your thoughts but there has always been a way to find your self around them.

So to fly pick your tears up and forget the regrets that constantly hold you back move forth with all desire to feel the wind beneath your feet.

Unwelcome

I try so hard to matter but still I stand to be nothing. The burden you make me believe I am. never have I felt so unwelcome I know your young and you don't know what your saying. These past few week ends have me going home wishing for the end wishing for my funeral to begin. Each time you speak i am breathlessly defeated, I just pray some day you can be understanding.

You make me feel as though I am nothing and if I was existing a burden on society. My love for you has me running with broken limbs that wish to no longer continue, but so long as your in my sights my heart continues to beat. Your love hurts to receive because I know I am unworthy. From day one I took it as a blessing for you to be in my life and to this day it remains the same. I keep praying for your indicating actions or your dictated words to stop bringing harm, but when I look into your eyes I see the pain your trying to convey.

Love to be a mystery a mixture of ecstasy and agony. I have tried but with all effort I fail with all my heart I can no longer go on when ever I fail there is no reassurance. I have had three strikes I am not a father or a husband because in your eyes I must be perfect but I am only a mortal man. Your asking of me to be god when I do not bare faith.

Unwelcome is what I feel a burden is what I am, alone must be.

Does It Hurt When I Say Goodbye?

Does it hurt when I say goodbye? Tell me when I go up into flames will you remember my name?
Oh dearest love oh fondest memory. Do tell me are your words true or just an incorrect sentence repeated on and on. Do you love the man who dies and lives for you.

Does it hurt when I say goodbye? Tell me when I go up into flames will you remember my name?
Oh dearest love would you save your breath it is a lie that must not be shed. I know all to well your eyes bleed of impatience. Your beauty may bring you fame but beneath those eyes I see the pain you are soon to bring. Deep in the dark hole, the pit of sorrow I know is the acceptance I must win.

Does it hurt when I say goodbye? Tell me when I go up into flames will you remember my name?
Say it so, I would hear your truth. Is it all to be wrong Is it all to be loathed? I trust within my self the sky to be blue and the clouds to be white. For I must be brave when I am in love with you.

Does it hurt when I say goodbye? Tell me when I am gone will you carry on my name? In fire and flames I seam to remember your game. Oh dearest will you love a helpless man. Say it true with your heart to be your speech. Now reach within and do tell...

Does it hurt when I say goodbye?

Within Another

The key to her heart lies within another. Someone who tests my patience who`s cry is as common as the wind blows, someone that teaches me day by day the art of clear deliverance. I am not perfect I break too I am not always right but stubborn to the walls content. If the key to your heart lies within someone els I will bring it out with a laugh a smile the expressions you have devoted your life too. I am not the quickest but in the end I come around knowing right from wrong.

The mass amount of apologies can cover a few mistakes but never will it correct my wrong doings. I will push forth with a deferent force although I was never destine for success I will do my best. Lonesome can be fearsome with the courage I will make it through. If it is true ship me off in the sea so deep and blue. If your words are pure I will always be among the stars and sky.

I have see black to florescent green I will survive I will succeed. Never have I fallen to the point I cant return. For you I will devote my life to the key of your heart if you wish your locks to be open. I stumble when I speak but in your arms my actions speak so clearly.

With repetition we will learn to succeed.

Leaving Home

The sky is black the air is cold and the wind fiercely blows south. She said don't leave with all her heart, her tears would drop each time she knew the moments were going to stop. If love holds are bonds tight I hold our faith within my strength. If I fall I will push forth with a different force. If I cant bare the pain I will think of your laugh. If my heart refuses to beat I will remember your words. Each step each moment, through time I will fight to catch you once again.

The courage it takes to be away is the thought to be a stray. Love is more then just being there, love is putting it all on the line so you know there well and alive. So you know with every day there knowing your support is less then a word away. I will be there standing strong through the storms because I know a blue sky is a moment a way.

Have courage you have always been alone.

Contrasting Comparison

Happiness is with in me.
Hope comes from the darkest places.
We sing about agony only to add contrast to our beautifully orchestrated life.
Silence brings thoughts to the point it may be overwhelming.
Only through silent hours has it taught me not to fear.

I believe love comes from the isolation we cant bare.
When you know what its like to be alone.
You will learn how to love and to be loved.

Its much like a blanket constricting you.
At first you enjoy being warm but later ask the question why do I want warmth.
So you part from the shelter that was hiding you away.
Walk four paces open that door only to find your self lost in a storm that would tare the warmth from within.

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Every journey is taken with one foot in front of the other. By each helping hand you may accomplish something more then you will realize, something priceless. Every step to every drop may lead you a wiser man. As time makes its revolution the numbers prove to be meaning less because am still standing. From the breeze that crosses my path to the sound of ocean near I push forth.

When in the wild it must take your comfort but through it all proves you to be a better man. I cross bodies of water to nothing but a drop. My thirst grows fierce to the point my skin would crack. Miles lead me to where the cold would freeze every drop of liquid. My muscles would clench when ever the bitter moment of air would cross my path. my body began to shake uncontrollably to the point I couldn't keep my jaw still.

A path that death stalks I take my courage and leave my needs.

Last Night

lights were off all I heard was the gun shoot. All I saw was the flash that lite up the market like a match does a room. When I woke the blurred memory's of your descent your fall keep rolling in my mind. It felt so much like a dream yet these memory's ignite thoughts that make me wonder. I went on a drive missing you as usual.

when I went in to the local convenient store my heart stopped when I got to the door. your voice followed me, that's when my world ended. My mind racing with questions, praying for disbelief. As my stumble through me out of the door the pain in my gut made me blind. Numb to reality, I called each ring my heart dropped.

I thought how heartless your killer was remembering your child's smile. Your fall ran through my head again I was numb but I felt my world and I part. There's no going back. My hands start to shake for once my legs don't have the strength to stand, at the bottom my knees meet concrete. There as my world and I part I remember the angle I once knew.

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I feel alive when I am nearly dying.
Smiles may come with tears dropping my own insanity.
Lack of air makes me flop like a fish on the bottom of a fisherman's deck.

Stars come across the dark vast sea withholding the universes far far away. Blood drenched skin, eyes to bestow that visible spin with my stomach tumbling rocks. I stare up into that vast sky with out the words to ask why.

When I was young I used to ask god for everything I couldn't comprehend.

My prayers never answered, my questions never received. Now I see knowledge is a key as each steep to be a locked door.

The sun rolls over those mountains bringing heaven to this gloomy valley.
Through our dedication to push through these days the birds sing joyously.
So breath in this oceanic air.
Life my become dependent but when your lung breath so independently have hope.
I held the world in my hand and gave it back to gravity.
When wight becomes a burden to bare let it free,
Intel you have the strength to carry on.

Its Hard To Breath.

The one who told me she`d wait a life time. Two weeks have past and I can fell her inpatients. Yet I never said I was perfect and never was I. In fact I am the weakest vulnerable soul to know. I never have the courage to be cruel but through my stress my frustration speaks so clearly. I am a Caterpillar waiting for its cocoon because from down here the leaves seams so far from my grasp.

I am weak, soft, hard to be alive when your constantly drowning every few times solid ground learns to collapse. I am always wrong, always incorrect I am always falling off these cliffs you set in place. I wish more then anything I could be perfect for you but its becoming impossible when I cant read your mind.

I can say sorry tell my lungs forget to breath but in the end its never enough. You deserve only the best and apparently my hardest will never be enough.

Life Drifts

Life sets sail the mast may rock forth and back, but the tiller stands strong. The ocean is vast better drop anchor and get it correct before you find your self collapsing. The water may be warm, you make your comparison. This voyage is timeless there is a lot of hope and hopeless but in the end you never know when your going to hit that dead end. Just know this grease your barrings and let it roll by fast never holding your self in the past. I see the whales and critters rowing there way on by with the distraction of this lust of this love. Just hold my hand and we will paddle on in to the moonlight. Baskets of worries with your daily hurries. Rushing to pushing your self tell you cant breath. You will find your self drifting in the sea.

Could I

Could I put a face to your beauty that lies deep with in?
I think I already did its never an object never a figure.
I would have to say its always in my thoughts.

So could I?

Whether it to be time letting nights change into days,
or moments where stress takes me astray.
I will keep in mind the wings buried deep inside.

Could I?

A smile, the expression that lets me know.
Know of my success that I accomplished my best.
Yes its priceless to know of your happiness.

I couldn't... ask for more.

where Must You Be.

Eyes witness flames infused with hatred, pain and the greed to burn.
Where must be your heart when kindness comes as the third kind.
These sky where filled with blue, these Sky's where free.
I see grey as black can be.
Truly wishing for rotation in the stars.
Shift and turn, me move with wind but,
Never with force only with the will to be let free.
There I stand, my body to be a sponge inhaling only the worst.

Saying negative let it come.

You know nothing in tell your ears can comprehend emotion.
Your tongue shakes in fear your eyes shutter with pain,
I can feel your body trembling the surface below and I must ask our you OK.

have faith

There is no doubt my love for you is true.
Have faith.
Hold strong the clouds you float on could not have bind themselves to the sky.
With out a mind to create or charm to lure.

Lack of Faith could have you stepping on thin ice.
Be strong.
This game we play contains deadly drowning emotions.
Courage an essential key ingredient to the everlasting.

Our vessel has just set sail and we embark on a voyage.
Don't think, Just do.
When thoughts become overwelming.
You must have faith.

Dear Ice lander.

Eins og ÉG gæta sín minn gluggi innsigla Ljós jafningi í gegnum mölbrotna gler A tré kyrrstaða með styrkur og máttur Hugrakkur hygginn the framtíð halda á öskubakki kenna undirstöðuatriði þess örlæti af jarðvegur Vera á sama tíma með blað af grípa The fugl til syngja þessir morgunn góðan daginn notesArise til the vitaskip af the uppreisn sól Veltiás landareign the leyndarmál af eilífur serenityNever lonesomeNever a forsæla af fear.Natures vegur a klettur til mylja Til verða ómerkingur en ögn af sandur A tré mega standa þangað til aldur tæra það til the jörð sitja og rotna Til lay og rotnun fugl mega suð En hvenær þessir lunga neitun langlífi eiga the hæfileiki til anda að sér Hvaða er there til anda frá sér? Við lifandi this líf með takk Svo þakklátur til vera lifandi Því hvaða ef að öðru leyti?

How To Spell Death

I am careening off a cliff with arms latching, missing, catching, falling.
Comes corners, bends, turns swaying back and forth tell the wheels grab.
Griping concrete sliding from loose rock only to continue, proceed, pursue.

I push fourth.. because of you, I fear death.
Because of you worry comes with a threat,

but all in the end to know that smile still glows..
Though my enduring heart, my love still grows.

Scratching tell my nails run dry I will survive, I will proceed I will remain..
Alive to rid the worries from thy eye, alive to take that second chance to say goodbye.

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Love comes from the heavens as well from where it is taken.

Just Writing

Loving nothing but the thought of you.

Bring me home.

Flying higher day by day elevating lifting.
You are my plan.
Travel slowly gradually drifting of to sea.
You do take me to places where only dreams, I thought could.
Look with your imagination and you will see the wind pass barring away the day.

Life Under The Stars

I am shedding skin to become new again.
The rivers that ran through my life and left there mark,
Are in the past were they stay.
In this moment there is only you never that haunting past only forward never back.


You untied the weight from my thighs.
Now I feel my self a drift.
You move me with those words.
With a hope of calling home.
with the thoughts that constantly roam.
I would die just to know that your alive.


Afloat my past is washed away.
Today I tossed up and down, then side to side.
Now I make my way around these bends.
These little thoughts of fashion trends.
Poor parking leaving the road on to a new stretch of land.
In hope of you my heart lies.


Beach front bare feet to sand, a steep leading on to the next.
The moon casting shadows casting light.
Creating waves and the words to say.
I love you oh so much.
Your unedifying touch covers me in undying hope.
A hope of calling home.

Did we leave the past with the snow?
With the help of you I am shedding skin to become new again.
With the leaves, I think so.

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Your heart lies in my hand pulsating joyous gestures.
My hand feels unworthy of this gift we call love.
When you smile I shift the seasons.
Would you be happy to know I feel the same?

Would you hold my heart with reason?
We develop movement through time, our heart grows and flourishes.
To know you pulls me close.
Speak slow say it true, those words expand there definition.
Once with simple meaning now complex with vast description.

Love For We Our Not Careless

This selfless act.
Love

Death we fear.
Not because defined as departure from life.
Because
Thought of leaving ones whom you love,
Brings
Such pain such worry.
Devastation

If there was nobody to live for you.
courage
Life will continue.
Survival
A rudder will direct your destiny.

Happiness is not something that is earned,But that is deserved.

We see death darkness beyond eyes capability to observe.
We see the world collapse before our eyes yet we proceed our destructive actions.
Life thrives for more with out the knowledge to stop.
Life strives for a purpose.
We know nothing of the future if we do not guide it.
We as a human race our selfish with out the emotion an affection of love.
Have we lost the ability to care, are we careless?

She Would Say It For Pennies Scratched To The Pavement

This adventure we live leads me to cliffs among mountain tops staring down at the towns to week to call them self's a city. I glance at the edge of the cliff with little care, possible to slip with falling rocks my worries were elsewhere. The moon set full to the sky as the sun slowly setting. I witness there carelessness consume land and with hatred it burns. A church steeple piercing the sky now with there faith and with morals they still become victim of greed and judgmental thoughts. When in fact if they truly follow god shouldn't they leave judgment to rightful men. They walk streets with cheerful expressions but when they come upon a man with torn rugged clothing begging for pennies, normal people would have sympathy but they encounter him as if he is unseen.

I walk closer to the edge to come to a stop. I am here above the valley where it is only me to face fears alone. I am powerless to the loins presence, god didn't gift me with power only a mind to think of a way out. Bare hands grip the rough rock each step up creating tension to finger printed finger tips, with unsure thoughts as to where the next step leads. Footprints follow me like a ghost, fear is clouding thoughts. Where must I run to if there is nothing hold my feet in place. I would fall to my death with color of rest.

The sun ceases to be among us darkness shades the earth. Suddenly I am not welcome, a star lit night a frightful climb. I seek the bottom with out a death.

Time

Time slowly passes with rushing force to move onward with the day.
Time painstakingly leaves your hopes and dreams in the past,
forgetting to proceed with an action, well now its gone.

The future holds little, the past can always be looked back on with regret with the I could have or I shouldn't of`s.
Here under the branches nest several leaves sure to fall and sure to appear again.

Calm waters sprout ripples.
Clear sky's manifest clouds.

Destiny Arising Home

Say it to be free at last. Is it really just a fantasy or am I really flying? There on the table top moves an object with out a visible force. Come close I will shelter you away from the fear to soon dilute your mind. Pushing me to the bottom of this cushion, pressure building. Lungs process this oxygen, blood don't stop now I have only just begun. Please do not haunt me time is only seconds on to minutes then to every hour that makes two dozen a day. 6:59 the nightmare shakes me awake.

Wake up, to see her face coming from such terror actually i couldn't describe why even try. I am lucky as lucky can be she is so much more than words so much more then beauty. You know how some people want something so much they force it into there life. Well this is something more then want or need it happened with out force. Destiny slipped into my arms like leaves falling during fall. It feels so right, it feels so natural.

My arms may become empty, I may become lonesome but just the thought of her brings me home.

Am I

If I could put a word to how she is
I would have to say it would be perfect
I know putting perfect and people in the same sentence
Is always going to be incorrect
Every being on this earth has flaws
I believe everyone holds a lie deep within
But understanding that that lie could be their defence
Their protection from judgmental outsiders
Being forgiving because nobody's perfect
Everybody makes mistakes.

She isn't nobody
She isn't just somebody
Her flaws coordinating with each positive action
Coinciding with her smiles
I would never guess to see such beauty behind those eyes
She is never too much or never too little
She is truly a quality deserving praise
The kind of quality that has me asking the same question
Am I deserving, will I ever be the man I wish her to be with?
I can only strive to make her laughter blossom
Within the grasp of my hands
Because I wish her hope
I wish her joy
With each thought I wish her the best
With each action I will give her only my best.

Us and them.

I wish to see the northern lights, I wish to see mountain tops that tower over this city that will soon burn to to the ground with its hate full ways. The world will all ways rotate but when you live with ones who have forgotten guilt the disturbed. Ones who would kill for pennies and walk away with a smile on there face.There deceiving ways to there lies that trail for ages. You have to ask yourself when will there ways be stop`ed by justice a word we have seemed to have forgot.

Living in peace in harmony must be a phrase from the past. The honest kind hearted people the ones that still know the definition of trust. Its a battle between guns and knifes, to some when you say green the first thought that comes in there head would be the greed of money, as I look to the rain forest one of my fondest memory's of green.

Childish tone

Happy is my place not a feeling, not a motion, not a blank stare in the face.
I am where I belong holding your worries back.
I am where my smile stays.
You are the one to share, yes a moment, yes a laugh.
Now I must ask forget the past and remember my arms pushing the negative back.
Happiness is the place I thrive, not a motion, not a blank stare in the face.
I am where I feel to be right.
I am where your smile glows.
You are the one to share, yes a kiss, yes its our smile that makes us laugh.


Please be fearless darling its only nothing I cant fix.
Happiness is my place not a feeling, never lonesome, never a blank stare in the face.
If you forget that smile let me take you back to your laugh.
Please show me that, show me that childish tone.

indescribable

Our kiss leaves me wondering why happiness blossoms up my spinal cord and flourishes through my neck on to my thoughts.

The thoughts that sing only the best of notes, a breath taking symphony conducting the music of us.

Each note blows through me like the wind, each beat hits as a cliff, there I am falling with out the words to fly.

Each beat, each step, each note.

With a word to lead to the next, passing laughter with a smile, the one that grows to mean the more the more I know.

Our kiss not some replaceable object, not a touch or a touching action.

More like a link a chemical bond a meaningful conversation between lips.

Lover, Not a Friend

Come into my stomach
Follow the current
And poison my blood
Please be lethal
Please be harmful
Oh, substance!
Where are thee?
I seek a ride back to the top
Please, please!
Elevator take me
'Till that ding rings hope
Close to death hardly
Only playing with my chances
Laughter comes with insanity
Don't you see?
Are you hoping to die?
Or singing of the past?
I ask, I ask!
For nearly seconds
Are you alive or still breathing?

I guess in narrow
I crawl seeking another day
Oh, be honest!
Is it really the day you seek?
Or just the way you hope for a purpose?
Yes, sleep is hard
When contemplation is like carrying a burden
But you carry it like a son
Sorry for being a pleasured past
Sorry you remember
Having pity for having a presence
Doesn't make sense to me
You choose immature ways
So why even bother with the stubborn lips?

Have a good life
Tell about it in positive ways
I wish for only the best
So carry your arms to your next victim
Hold them tell they struggle for death.

She says love.

Time slips through our hand like sand, our words flow like a calm river.
Always constant always pure, never rough. The eyes that observe see only the best, our touch sensitive to only the best. In my thoughts I travel, I couldn't picture my self with out you. You are the one that shines away unwanted shadows through out my day. I am there for you as you are there for me. Its amazing how its never a task to help or never a burden to pick up the pieces and place them back together.

life hits hard.

There are times in life where hurricanes come. The kind of moments in life that leave emotions rolling uncontrollably. Take a seat and breath, take it in then out. No matter what hardships come your way have hope have trust in your self. There are some roads you must travel alone. Through the lonesome and fear never lose your strength to push forward.


I have to pursue a lawsuit with the company I used to work for, because there are too late on pay role and had no response to threats so lets hope they tremble when they see action.
At the same time I have to take a test for slcc.
Right now I have people ready to kill for the late bill.
I keep hearing of how a friend of mines friend is in the loony bin for attempted suicide along with relaying information to her friends boyfriend about the money owed and the misfortune of his ex.

In thought of you.

To a friend, to a dear companion. Not a definition to define, not a moment to forget.You are true to me as I of you. You are the reassuring answer to my unsure mind. Through our laughter to our helping hands, Through the clock unwinding time, we live.

How I
appreciate
how I am
thank full
For your company and of your ears as well,
The tongue that acts as an ore to row your speech.
It is an honor to be your friend.

To fall.

The spontaneous sensation trickling up my spine. A breath would have full filled my lungs but it feels empty as if my chest is weight less. Butterfly's lifting my soul, I feel my self floating away. Can you explain the hair that is lifted on my spine. Your touch moves me, your words fill me. This connection is ecstasy.

I dont want to fall in love again.

Your so amazing I feel my self falling hard and it has me clenching on that cliff singing remember last time. The way you smile every time a word slips from those irresistible lips. I will show you the world I view from mountain tops with my emotions restrained.

Natures way.

As I look out my window seal
Light peers through shattered glass
A tree stands with strength and power
Courageously knowing the future holds ash
The ground in its bounty of soil
Coinciding with blades of grass
The bird to sing those morning notes
Arise to the lights of the rising sun
Rocks holding the secret of everlasting serenity
Never lonesome
Never a shade of fear.

Natures way a rock to crumble
To become nothing but particles of sand
A tree may stand until age corrodes it to the ground
To sit and rot
To lay and decay
A bird may hum
But when those lungs no longer possess the capability to inhale
What is there to exhale?
We live this life with thanks
So thankful to be alive
Because what if otherwise?

Can I be yours.

Can I hold you up when you lose the strength to stand?
Can I help you sing when you forget the courage to use your heart?
Can I be there when you need it the most?
Can I fall for your silly smile or the way you laugh when you say it?
I could be yours.
When water comes can I be your boat to keep you afloat?
when it pours, Can I be your shelter when it rains or your sweater when it snows?
Can I be your everything I guess god only knows?
When we talk can I be your support, when your lost can I be your escort?
I could be yours

TOMBSTONE

A complete desperation of the addiction that clouds my thoughts, subtle cracks to mark my path. Did we wake knowing we are going to die or do we tell our selves otherwise? How many souls have become lost inflicted by death.

Lost is covering a great deal of the puzzle I call life. The more I try to solve this riddle the more my mind begins to spin. Trying to make sense of the static, (nothing ever makes sense abstracted).

My mind runs in circles trying to keep up with the thoughts. Let my body rot among the dieing sun. Let me die like my desecrated adolescence.
Keep the light low so I can reach it.

Burning the memory's that used to make me laugh. Tell me how to get out of this rut because now, I'm just waiting to die.
This was magic, now only dust I guess its just the confusion of how it all happened.

Promise to god

I feel my legs along with my arms give way to the overwhelming felling turning in my chest. My veins as tethered strings being plucked from the placement of this vessel. Cracking whips they are torn to be one with the wind. I am placed in temptations way, I want to speak but I am challenged to utter words blinded by emotion.


I will hold my tongue and wait for serenity.

Spring love.

We walk those miles with each steep to be another laugh or chuckle about the more preferred places we could have nestled away our transportation. The moon to be lightly seen next to the mellow blue sky's. Our words overheard our care passed to the side as it is fine we are who we are not to be judged. The dirt would feel dry and uncomfortable on skin yet it marks our destination so we hold it high. The vehicles poorly placed and quickly abandoned. The sound of horns aside yelling excitement spontaneously sprouting in the air.

We with each steep found the color bloom from finger tips and spreed by hope. Nudging excuse me left and right, hold my hand follow me into the light. Follow as I show you the color of the wind hold me tight let us not part. Flowers break from the soil embracing newly cycled light,Trees re welcoming the spring.

Follow me under clearly blue set sky's fighting through the numbers upon numbers compiling inspiration. Mind your steep, not to slip, trip or fall we will arrive soon.Chanting beating in our heart making hands rise to the sky's above. Numbers nearing there end, suspense passed with a whisper to continue. A deep breath grabbing your heart from leaping out your chest.

Color blinding our sense of sound and direction. I am nestled in a cloud away from the touch I call reality. A foot a way in the clearance I see your smile and cant restrain my self from enjoying the same. I would leap forward to embrace my joy with a sealed kiss, but my heart refuses to take that risk. Coughing up my lungs and that sharp pain that drys my thought she holds me.

I am sorry to be.

You were right beside me, I remember it like yesterdays rain.
I keep screaming, I keep shouting, I keep trembling in the thought.
If love is true hold my anger back tame the lion with in.
The thought to be a fight the current always wins.
From the license plates of your home, to the songs you'd always hum.
I am right here trembling in the actions my mind processes.

You make me week with every word to be an end.
I will hold you at bay to know your not a friend.
I keep it locked away apart from the pain that you send.
I am sorry to be so, I am sorry to be the burden hiden away in your bed.
Oh, I am sorry to be.

Love IN Direct Solar Atmosphere Yelling

Not a day to pass with out the thought of the love I once knew. I will fly to the end of this universe just to bring you back to solid ground. Your name leaves tides pushing my heart to the core of my stomach.Oh how I love you, this is beyond me it feels like stardust lifting me away, now the fires flickering out. You flush me dry of contemplation its as if we to be the unbroken unspoken love. The love pulls me out of bed with the memory of your touch see I shake that same pain. I wish it to be gone, but my love can not be forgotten or even masked with these assorted chemicals.

I would walk those miles just to know I could hear your voice. You are my only hope, have you forgotten those barriers I broke? The barriers I took a chisel and chiseled away speck by speck, brick by brick.I cant hold my breath any longer you left and I cant find the puzzle pieces to fit. Have you ever trembled in your own lonesome? My life was easily mapped holding your tears back. My love for you has me frightened to the point I cant hold my hand out any longer to watch it be ignored. So here is your chance if your heart bares my name come home, I am waiting.

These past months fighting the contortionist from my head have been meaningless worthless. Your still tossing your fingers through my hair, your still there. Your words hurt you seem to pitch a hard one. Each blow, each direct hit has been tearing me down to the point I am kissing the ground. I love you so I would do most almost any thing just to show that my heart beats for you. The places I have been, the people I heard, Not a word or sight above yours.

With cliped wings

Here I stand above lights that burn my breath away, the kind of moment your heart beats to the back of your chest. Your legs begin to shake, tremble with the wind. The dirt shifting and all you can hear is the echo of rocks tumbling of cliffs. I say let it come for me, we spend are whole life's waiting. Here's my chance to grab a hold of every last bit of will to live. I am moving as fast as the current will take me, as fast as my will to be lets.

I set my wings into play and trip of that cliff. My wings like my will to be clipped with another memory of the vague lips that would tie me from the tongue. I was speech less, breath less and now I am here above the city whispering its never enough. I tumble much like that rock crumbling with each contacting blow. I will hold my breath for the one that says nothing, but how the storm comes rumbling in.

Catching dirt between my lips and holding rocks between my fingertips. I am with the sky with its currents swept me away. Hold my slow pumping heart because as soon as I land it will surely seize to beat. Coming closer to the greenery which glows my name.
Tied from the feet I will hang from this tree color seems to fade when your upside down. Black comes vividly as the blossom trees start to bloom. A bird with broken wings flutters hope with each effort to be right.

Lost

Take me from thy string that latch me dry. I am one with the earth as I of it.
So here I am waiting for the moment,You lift me from thy burdens and take me from my scars. Not a flower to bloom, blossom with out. Waiting for that moment because I am yours as you are myn. Through my touch and speech you will feel my love and there it will set you free. My lungs grow wherry as my mind goes dark. Yet that spark in the sky appears to be falling. As I to be a falling star, as we all know to burn out.
So push me back in that orbit and make me thrive with fire that glows within. Love me not for I am sin. You to be an angle flap your wings and make me breath.

To experience the 4th dimension

I am in love with Carl Sagan. He is an astronomer creator of Cosmos the tv series and the author of The Demon Haunted World, Contact, Cosmos.I promise you will not regret watching this because astronomy is fascinating, fuck you if you do not agree.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnURElCzGc0

Somthing in the way you move.

The one who made it possible to fly is now in my dreams, thoughts among me like the ghost you cant see. She slips in my bed ridding me of much needed slumber. I would run if it wasn't with in me but you see her name is coercing through my vain. Thoughts haunt overwhelmingly, the pain is in plane sight don't you see. Dissect me you will witness she is within the depth of my heart and marked in the core of my brain. I have been stolen, taken sold for sin.

Did the tree sprout branches then leaves now the breeze to carry me a stray. I am one with the wind in your arms, no one could love you more. Swept from my balance bruising my knees shackled and chained pushed to seas. I will drown in the presence of these sharks, you truly do leave marks to be reckoned with. I am with out you to face an endless desert marching to the horizon with the taste of grit, salt and ashes.

The feeling swelled with in me killing my pace. Once again tossed off my feet begging you please have mercy on me. Alone scared I swallow my pride. I feel your pain not a sun to rise only rain. I miss you much and through your touch I was capable to fly.

I was made to die

I try to grasp reality, I only mask happiness.
I cant keep moving, when clearly im losing.
I always ask why, but I was made die.
I fucking hate the flash backs when there nothing but my deamons haunting me.

With the wind

I feel my life skipping across the water I'm just waiting for the moment I sink. When you feel your life being flushed down the drain you cant help but to fight the current. I wake in the mourning to only pick my self up and keep forcing through to make my second wind. Life has carried me a stray leaving me far from serenity.

I take this moment to mend and prepare for the next wave that surly has enough momentum to through me over board. The boat I hold dear to keep me afloat sinking before my eyes. Pushed ashore coughing up blood residing salt. I stand to witness a riot arising in the streets, I hold no pride to lift a finger. It is but a dash of anger, a smudge of dirt, cold shredded knuckles bruised from the madness. I drain the oceanic water from my ear to unfold the rant that I wouldn't riot for less.

The breath taking beauty that would flow though this valley is now burning to the ground. In the past I felt comfort, for the future well huh, I am hopeless. As of now. I cant say I am not a victim of being lost in the moment.

Repetitive ringing coming from none other than that fucking alarm clock. I grab a hold of consciousness with lack of the willing I do it any ways. Awake to stubble over the clutter that crowds my dark gloomy room. A bit of a rumble in the stomach as I rush to the restroom the contents pumping up and out my throat saying what a beautifully day. Lights reflecting yellow paint, water trickling down my spine just another day to soon be a night.

Nothing other than a contortionist in my head. She is true blue not like you, you or you unique she is. I will continue lost my train of thought, fUcKiNg ConTortIoniSts.

My addiction

You see me through the static that covers reality like make up. So I must ask did you feel your heart skip when I left. I loved you so and I miss you much the past is the past, ether way you would never take a dead cacus back. I seen the roads bend lights trail and curve, there I stand above it all looking down at a dying culture, but I have not seen beauty quite like yours. If love does not exist then were`s my pay check? I would like to know why I felt ecstasy from your arms, your lips, your voice because now I'm sceptical of love.


You lie on your back looking on towards the textured ceiling poorly painted by your mother, as I find myself lost among the intoxicating assorted chemicals that that line them self single file. It makes me remember the intoxicating sobriety I would achieve with your presence. Your eyes glow within me, your impression is embedded in my dreams, your speech tide to my thoughts. I love to hold you high, when I am the one to fall it makes my lonesome heighten, but at least I can say I still hold the theory of love above your head. Ill love you always even after your pain staking actions you proceeded with.

There is a mission burning within me every day I wake I wish to achieve but, I have to much pride to speak or move a finger about it. I will go my separate way having your name haunt me with the thought of what if.

Grow up

You are the one that breaks my morals to the point suicide looks appealing. I hate you yet I love you, your sickly full of your self, I often wonder why the fuck you cry when nothings wrong. you know nothing of poverty or what its like losing a loved one, or having nothing to stand on but worn rubber on your tattered shoes. Don't tell me you know pain when god granted you life with out any guilt of living. You act as if your a Pericles's gem but when your alone in the dark you hold that blanket tight. I know you fear it all like a child standing in front of a fearsome wall.

You keep using your lips as a weapon to make your self feel better. I wonder if you will ever grow up, you speak words of wisdom but there always quoted from another. I swear I will let you know what the out side world really thinks if you tell another lie or if you try to get in my head. Think before you move you adolescent child, I know you fear the world around you.

About a dream I had

Finding a god dam job

As I'm searching for a job i notice the similarities between a heroin addict and me frantically looking for a job. I watch every body get there fix while my dealers fresh out. No links that break the divide no hope only a vast sea of hopelessness. I would grab a tool but for what to fill a syringe with the empty air. Apply apply apply move to a different state or join the air force. What the fuck just give me a job or burn me on a god dam cross you fucking Mormons who stare at me like you would the devil.

It is just a dance

Across the table she peers into my soul she looks at me as I to be a ghost. I know I'm not transparent, she only thinks she can depict my next move I'm well aware that she is to be wrong. Wrong much like the time those lying lips spoke thinking I was naive. Love yes I do very much, there the words began to roll off the tip of her tongue. Thinking to my self I wish for her death there would be nothing I would appreciate more then to attend her funeral.

The gut punching feeling that turns my spine into a balancing beam. My eye sockets begin to swell , God how my love grows. I know please stop each word is a step closer to the cliff I fear. The cliff I have been training my thoughts to avoid. Based on the contents spilling of the edge of the table she knew she had said to much. She stutters my name as I turn my angry legs back around responding enough is enough. I hear her scream the one that makes me laugh it always reminds me of the child my sister used to be.

Her tone yells wait, desperately trying to wast another second of my time. I restrain my self from the door, she holds me like she used too. From the footsteps of another construction I feel the sensation trickling down my spine fluttering in my stomach. Don't you ever listen at all, lonesome comes with strength with out those eyes. The eyes darkness is consumed in there I travel into the depth of it all I see a shimmering light.

Under the moon light the branches sway, when in the dark I can only see light accompanying your existence. We part leaving the theory of love alone it is but a myth to me, I do not believe because I fear fear it self.

The momentum

I seen through your eyes a flower start to grow. From your brain it made its way on through the cracks in your skull, heaping on towards the sky there it started to bloom into a transparent red. Thorns so sharp the tips would shimmer among the light.I felt your hand grab every nerve within me from there you could start to turn me and through the motion it began to spin me.
I found myself seconds from death, sign your name here. You follow me like a tugging rope pulling me under the cement diluted water with the names that could have been our daughters.

I once heard screaming coming from steel rails that binds on to wooden ties, it always reminds me of the lies hidden behind the missed placed word you call love.Alone with nothing but the memory of light I saw the razor that cuts paths through my veins. A fire arose from the crevasse leaving nothing but ashes. I remember that smile the one that would drop me to my knees with my chin up as if it were a blessing from god, but yet your indecisive ways that kept me guessing. My love it grows much like the endless tree toppling over the structure bellow.

Seconds lead to minutes as minutes in to hours, there I stand each moment my love grows.
I reach to grab your arm as your presence slowly drips away. The only thing you left was single tear drop that you would wear with pride. The only thing accompanying me among the piercing cold dark is my collapsed lungs, my legs are sore as if I had been running for days. I feel my world turn, my mind begins to spin and create this uncomfortable motion sickness I unwillingly acquire.

I would stand if I knew it to be worth something so rather I lie in my dying agony. In hope to gather straight again.