Individuals die. Earths disappears.
Superstars collapse. But, universes,
Or Goddesses, well, they shall resound
All brilliantly and forevermore.
It all started with infatuation and
A mademoiselle, whom was quite unsure.
She told me no, and move on I did not…
So my frowns were sure, yet still glorious
Lonely, lost and confused–yet so enthused–
Too alive, too young, and ever more enchanted.
At first it was rough, but there is no excuse
To lose at love is tough–not ever the more evil–
Especially when we are all chasing dreams.
That’s all, isn’t it? Sugar-Pi-Honey-Boo,
I just want to do justice to you heart.
For I’ve been engrossed by you from the start.
Twenty-three, and I just started having sex.
My doctor gave me K pins to sleep. I don’t
stop fucking my girlfriend wouldn’t
All of it is fucking hilarious to me.
I feel like a shaman of blissful nature.
Geodesic slate my foundation. My heart hidden.
Here’s to finally getting hip with good times.
Here’s to getting back into reason and rhyme.
Hope you have learned more about me recently.
It’s been fun putting myself on display
Now its all food and snacks and naps, too.
Between me you and the moon, I feel blessed.
To be me right now, is to be happier
Than just about anything else on Planet Earth.
Wild, spiral colors surround and abound
Violet and blue, Green and you
A rivulet in the ocean of love
Flowing from the eyes of a beautiful
Woman on a winter’s day…
A warm body with cold hands
Big coats and tight pants
Ra’s smile overhead is so gargantuan
That I can’t bear to look directly
But instead I see its finite grandeur
Reflected off a crescent moon
In the still of black and purple sky
While the lonely individuals are howling
Mad disrupting the tranquil night.
I realize I am a wolf who has chosen
To forget the sun and die by the moon…
We all ascend our own mountain
The icy mountain tops
Frozen dreams collide with tears
Flood my world
When I think of how I miss you…
Won’t you come and rest with me?
All I want lately is you to come around,
to lay under the hellfire heavens of greying skies
And rejoice in the tranquility
of the highs that waltz into our everyday.
While we burn bright-hot, let’s melt
every one’s icy misgivings until the mountains
are submerged, the fires extinguished,
Surely, all that will be left is one enormous sea of love.
Let’s lighten the Earth with out love and respect for each other.
Let’s camp around the flaming hearts atop mountains
And build bridges over the troubled-tear-valleys that divide all of us.
For so long I’ve been silent about me.
I’ve never done much of anything wrong.
Truth is, all I’ve ever wanted is to belong.
All I want is respect for my family tree.
I’m the bipolar unlike everyone else.
It has been really tough keeping my head down.
Mania set in at the first undue frown.
I was playing the family instruments well.
Lost it all to alcohol. First you take the
Then, the tincture takes you. I’d take it back.
Sobriety’s something I’ve typically lacked.
Living in crises and shambles got old…
I want recognition for staying well
I love myself for all that I’ve ever been.
Too often besieged by oblivion,
Too much of a mood connoisseur,
To ever cease, my lambent ramblings
Are entombed in my past, but at last,
I feel right with myself and mental health.
Sincerity with a penchant for brooding…
Here’s to us together without falter.
It’s the way I was born I guess… A mess.
But I love me for it and you should too.
No person has lived until they bequeath
A quite sad conscience everything true about love.
I’d do it again. I’d keep my heart to myself,
This time. I miss you more than I miss most
Alas, where do the super friends go to?
Seems like all there is to find is shadows.
Heart-lamps flicker in the bored distance.
How do we bridge the gap between me and you.
Because we all want to be closer…
Closer to love. Closer to Home and Gods.
Hearts may be fragile, but fate is inviolable.
Love is both malleable and lifelong.
It may even be eternal: plural and difficult.
Sure, distance is daunting, while fear of being–
a mere memory–is haunting. But, what are you?
What do you find yourself most wanting to do?
Seeking is to living like dreams are to desires,
yet living all to often eclipses of being,
whilst Dreams are the light itself.
In your heart, there’s a fire that resounds and inspires.
Chase fickle feelings and undying dreams in the beautiful
Yet revered moonlight like that’s all there is to do.
Remain both patient and vigilant.
Sometimes settle for less professionally…
It’s just capitalism.
Love and imagery are the opulence of this Earth.
Usher in smiles, rain or blue. Take on yourself
That soul of yours has much development to do.
Because, quite frankly, it does. Why? Because…
Because that’s what life is…
Beatific isn’t it?
Always cheering you on,