Possibilities

what if your life gets taken away
what if the universe  won't change, but stay the same
what of the humans left behind
what of the cries we hear, echoing inside

Is it you or us or we
who can they blame
the fire its blaze it ignites the spark too late
but if one of
yes one of us
can defy it all and see

Its all in our heads this hate and unyielding ways
We were born to evolve and change one another
like the beat from a drum a rhythm a sound to unite each other

Won't you come join me
Unite and form this revolution of freedom
With no persecution or blame blinding us
Dispersing of all confining conformity

For we shall be one, happy as intended
With only the rope marks on our wrists and feet as badges of victory
Reminding us of the battles we fought
and those yet to come

Stuck in my in-between

I'm impatient;
Impatient from all these feelings

I'm immobile;
Immobile i can't feel a thing

And i don't even want to know the why
I just only care about you now

So see me
Please hear me
Because if you go
I realize I'll be no more

Time's meant to heal all of our wounds
But you're too deep , you're apart of me

I'm anxious;
Anxious its pins and needles all over me

I'm empty
Empty without you i'm just half a piece

So reach for me
Please feel for me
Because your absence is my end
I think i can hear the fat lady sing

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Illusions

Engrave on veins deep rooted in the soul

Mystify the mind and burden it with holes

The confusion that lurks 

in the cracks formed in the beaten road

A definite path of destruction and freedom

Illusion made to change you and break you

Build you and shame you

In case you find exactly want you're seeking

Try not to look beyond 

For the madness might sip in 

Consume and overwhelm

Remember you've been warned 

You've been shown 

So be careful what you wish for

Hurt heals in time

:-)

OUTSIDERS

Feel the light air brush against your face

Raising the hairs on the back of your neck

So how exactly do you want to expound

The bruises running from your neck to feet

Is fighting your inner torn wars 

Different from the outside perfect battles

So you thought climbing on top of it all it'd seize 

You end up falling back into the shadows

Is writing your secret thoughts on a blank page 

Similar to dancing with the demons so enraged 

Do you really not know your name

if so why you looking frightened when they echo

YOU ARE THE WORST

My frame of reference of love has always come from literature

In my brooding youth Bronte encapsulated my view point thusly

The trouble is not that I’m single and likely to stay single

But that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.

But as I grew up, my darkening view was more Shakespeare

Love is merely a madness and I tell you

Deserves as well a dark house and a whip as mad men do

But now,

Now, since you;

To my abject horror, my view on love can be better described by Nicholas Sparks in the 

NOTEBOOK

It’s not easy, it’s hard

You have to work at it

But if you are worth it

It is tremendously life altering

I’m saying this out loud

In front of this crowd, the sky and all of the Heavens to witness

Because I want you, I want all of you

I love you

Forever

(Or something like that.)

WINDOW TO THE SOUL

In my opinion ART is the window to the soul, 

A window to the imagination

When the key is turned and the room opened

Ideas, feelings and expression come flooding in

Whether admired, loved, inspired or hated, dreaded and fear

It does it's purpose

SPARKS and IGNITES an emotion in you

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