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.