Somethings are meant to be undone
records broken
there is always someone worse and better
alone?

The severity of lifes
reveals itself to wives
it doesn't mean to resort to knives
everyone in scuba gear dives
walking in their shoes
consumers like to choose
no one likes to lose
this poem might have well been written with glues

And as night became undone
Four became one
the hands spun in circles
the bells went off in rhythm
childrens laughter
the mailmen
the miday calm
and soon its ten
in the palm
of no ones hand
the days just happen

the clouds above split
the grass below glistened
and the rest filled with blue
the rays penetrated the sky
the splashes of purple and orange illuminated the horizon
nature can not think
is simple but beautiful

It begins ever so quickly
Where it starts no one knows
In the end it happens to not matter
Leave the thinking to those who don't care but
Longing for love
No one can truly plan
Or think logically
To an end
Growing upon a mate in parasitic ways
It develops into something to do without is
Very painful
Everyone finds someone
Utterly ridiculous it may seem
Plotting just does not redeem

from the outside looking in
who controls the relative standards
who decides good and evil
why can people place their hand where it doesn't belong
unfortunately the world is a horrible place
seeing it makes you more aware
the image burns in the back of my mind
she was just two but lifeless
ironically trying to help others lead to the neglect of our own

It was buried deep beneath
There is always a front
but underneath is oh so much more
everyone lies
everything must be learned and over time
the chips on the shoulders
and the scars the tell the tale
reveal themselves
only then can you act purely with knowledge
after all knowledge is power

tick tick tick
boom?
or
ring?
words can mean multiple things
does the audience control the meaning of written words?

100 days
47 smiles
38 uncontrollable outbursts of laughter
12 passionate kisses
1 memory
the frown

the day came and went
as did everything with it

Today is nothing but 24 hours
time is relative
soon the present will become the past
the future the present
so looking ahead is actually
facing a mirror

the insanity
the rage that flows through the veins
to keep one's cool
raw emotion leads to irrational decisions
nothing more than a crazed ape
evolve we did
and
think therefore are.

into the cave he went
fight the beast he did
battle scarred and charred he returned
king he was named
Conquer the world he tried
failed had he
he moved on
who is he?

light shines in
deflected by a silhouette
it hits this object
a green glass a coke bottle
and shatters into different directions
but its not the light that is noticeable
this bottle
aged
dusty
empty
lonely

staring into the bookshelf
looking at the edges
and through this cup
they begin to fade
blur
this cup aged
dusty
empty

the door cracks open
but light doesn't rush in
foot steps
each step creates a different note
in the song of noises that shouldn't be heard
the floor creaks
thud
the table shakes
the vase breaks
its in a million pieces
but no one knows
it was empty

bottle, cup, or vase?

raindrops fall
turn to snow
the snow melts
that water travels downhill
to the ocean
it ascends into clouds
raindrops fall
that water travels downhill
to the ocean
it ascends into the clouds
it doesn't matter the road traveled
the end justifies the means

the wind whistled without reason
there it is
without reason
a cold shiver creeped up my back and hovered over my neck
then
it
took shape
not really a noticeable one
but more so than wind
it moved through me
i felt cold
i was stripped of the things i knew
left questioning why?
given a new slate
by this being
feeling numb
everything is so see-through
no control over what doesn't exist
our senses can trick us in cases of paranoia
there is little to do
but let the shivers consume us

there are 14 years that daunt the future
does it matter
chase the dream
delay the gratification
work hard
finally give something a good effort
life can no longer exist as a joke

from black to white
and grey in between
searching for what may never be seen
with all the might
and power of this team
as if a light beam
from black to white