You Have Become Many Things,

discipline is freedom. remember that.

there is something entirely unspeakable between us. there aren’t words to express it, it just exists. and i’m confident you understand.

laughed at

for my pain

fake smiles

helps a while

but nothing

stays

the same

i guess my mistake was, i saw you as memories. i must’ve forgot that there was still more of you to remember.

i’m always running away,

am i even worth knowing?

it’s funny how things change,

and life keeps going.

The stranger

I walked along a sunlit road

A stranger passed and said hello

He gave a nod and gave his phone

And said you must speak

To the unknown

“But sir, my heart is a timebomb

I don’t know when it explodes

My rip cage of violence

The war inside of my heart

It’s just another battlefield

With no ends

And a thousand starts”

“Go on soldier

Die for something

Die for the beating drums of your flesh

Die for the love of life and death

Die for the things you’ll never forget

And die without words unsaid

Because to have died, is to have lived

And to have lived, is to have never died”

The stranger took the phone and fled

I never saw him again

Poltergeist

There’s an outstretched hand,

Just out of touch,

Just out of reach.

I can almost feel the warmth,

Of small fingertips,

Trying to understand me.

Why do I fight the feeling?

Am I weak?

Am I brave?

I think I’m scared everyday.

Is it the truth I need?

Is it love I want?

Is there something here?

Or is it nothing at all?

the sweet sugar of morning

free at last of the night

humming pretty tunes

smiling and taking flight

the world below me

could never see

the beauty of oblivion

the beauty in you and me

you could die today

or live tomorrow

you’ll never see

what you never seek

so dream away

and wander the sky

no step forward

is a waste of time

if love is a game,

and ignorance is bliss,

who’s to say we’re winning?

flashlight in a mist,

blind from all who see you,

and when your heart is lit,

careful of the people,

with sweet, sweet sentiments.

it seems my hearts gone cold,

i guess ill save it for later,

you found me in mist, in stone,

throw me in the refrigerator.

maybe one day,

in adoration,

i’ll spark the things

that i was saving,

maybe then,

you’ll see my worth,

burn me up,

into fireworks.

My misery and my desire,

Are similar in their attire.

I’m really the smartest fool,

Touching a raging fire.

You must take what is yours,

Because yours only stays awhile.

And it’s only never too late,

To love the things you hate.

But then ya’ll gonna mix my words,

Y’all don’t know how to spell,

And what if I get my groove on,

And tell that bitch how I felt,

nah, I can’t catch no feelings,

Cuz that ain’t good for my health,

And when I get to coughing,

I pray I’m up in the clouds.