Saturday, April 2, 2011

Grey Out

We see him every day.
We don't realize he's there.
He's a faded form of gray,
in which we'll never know.
He's there interacting with our lives,
but faded noticed color long ago.
He doesn't know who to be with.
His friends long moved on,
so he sits and watches
as the color drips off him in pools.
He awaits a day where he can be,
since that day had come and past.
He's lost and we all don't know.
He's there but cant be seen,
a shade of gray in the rainbow.
Lost from old friends,
he floats on to exist with what he can.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Black & White

Life is left in dark,
until light is introduced,
then life begins anew.
With the light of love,
and the blackness of betrayal,
life begins anew.
We all see it in their eyes,
lost with no thought,
intrigued by their sight.
Engulfed in their essence,
we lose ourselves to lust,
and betray our hearts.
With time blackened in demise.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Leaving It All Behind

With the sun in his eye,
he looks back and says goodbye.
Takes hold of his wits,
makes sure his pack is secure,
and walks onto a path.
A path of new hopes
in which he can achieve,
an all new sanity.
Takes a left... Then a right.
Takes him to a wooded land,
full of cedar and pine.
He decides life is quite simple,
lays down and dies.
The point of that,
was to show how man
can do what they want.
With just your mind
you can take and venture forth.
Into hell and beyond
or stay in a cell and rot,
but me I choose to escape
go into the forest and die.
For the forest was a happy place.
Not a society of war mongers,
death bringers and dictators.
A single thought in my mind.
I'm happy and this is how I will die.
Knowing I died happy is enough.
Enough to encase the world with morn,
but myself with pitty for them.
They may never know
what its like,
with the sun in their eye,
a pack on their back,
to find sanctuary of peace and unity.
And to die a happy death.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Her Beauty Is Bold

To look at the beauty of she,
is similar to the path of fate.
No matter how long it weaves,
the things seen throughout
are things of timeless proportion.
No matter the way she cries,
the things said will always be heard.
Remembered in the slight burst.
All of the life lived could not explain.
Amazing happenings
are used to describe
the beauty of no other.
Let it be so,
nothing will match her,
her beauty is bold.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

QQ to You

With gallant effort here is where I shall fall.
Impaled with the antipathy of life,
burdened by things non viable.
Shall it be this way or that?
Contorted as a pipe cleaner.
...Nothing is, but was always...
and here this was end.
Q.Q to you.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Days of Wonderment

Throughout these days of wonderment
my life has taken a blow.
Its not quite the same as others,
but painful still.
The shit gone through in a day
cant be compared to starvation,
just known to hurt the heart is all.
"No one understands me."
Its what everyone expect to hear.
People do get the problems,
but complete understanding only comes from a few.
My life is like no other,
yet the same as the rest.
The blows of life get harder,
it gets harder to resist.
Resisting the urges to drink
or for some to even be alive.
Thinking becomes obsolete.
All until you've made up your mind.
My life has taken a blow.
its not quite like others still,
but my mind can portray it to others
so that they can take it as they will.

Friday, March 25, 2011

You Can Only Dream So Far

I've been looking for the sunshine,
on a cold and cloudy day.
Nothing seems to stop this,
damn cold pouring rain.
I see that my imagination,
is running away with you
and nothing can be done.
Because i'm here alone,
without an umbrella for the storm.
Nothing could be better.
Everything could be worse.
The rain it helps me realize,
dreams can only get. you. so. far.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Quality in Men

Quality in a man is what he said to me.
He said that the life of a man,
is of no importance to me.
He gave me the truth.
Told me always be kind.
The dicipline he shows is of no other.
He had hope in the world,
for no other then himself.
Lead by the example he couldnt be.
Hypocritic may it be.
He is family to my kind.
Walks thoughtout life,
thought nothing but through his own mind.
He is tough beyond no nature,
kind beyond no truth.
He is one man,
no man could ever wish to be.
His life has gone southward.
Possible it will never change,
but his heart is of gold.
And without him,
life would never,
have ended up this way.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011


As a young boy,
I dreamt of things unimaginable.
Dreams of love,
times of joy,
fulfilling my every goal.
as I aged, I started to realize.
As a teen,
I ran from things.
Hid in the deepest depths of my own mind.
Dreamt of pain,
but love and joy never left my side.
And progressed in life further more.
As a young man,
I now see that my dreams can be accomplished.
I see that my time's of joy
were there and have yet to come.
That the love I have felt will never leave.
My goals will be fulfilled.
That I ran from what I had to find more of.
That I hid from everything to become something.
That the pain I felt was needed.
The anguish helped me realize.
The hate brought me closer,
to the people that really need me.
All I could hope for now
is that I can use this,
to continue on,
make something of myself,
and help others with their own tortures.
To live knowing it was all for something
and that nothing will be left behind.

Quotes 1.0

“You can’t hurt someone unless you mean something to them.”
“and just like ipods, hearts all
over the world are being played.”

“if you love him. tell him. forget about the rules or the fear of looking ridiculous. what is truly ridiculous is passing up an opportunity to tell someone your heart belongs to only him.”
“the truth is, we hide so we can be found. we walk away to see who will follow. we cry
to see who will wipe away our tears. && we let our hearts get broken
 to see who will come and fix them.”

“There are certain emotions in your body that not even your best friend can sympathize with.
but you will find the right film or the right book,and it will understand you.”

“You’re so good, you’re so bad That everybody wants to be your man
 You’re so good, you’re so bad Everybody wants to be in your hair
 Under your skin and in those clothes
On those lips… But me.”

Yeah that’s a list of random things I found that mean something to me.