Fall To the Floor

I dont need to see
rivers of tears
hard work fall to the ground
so much
i dont need to hear cries of rage
and cries of feer
and i dont
i will stand by
and pace
i will leave my place
and what i think
i will stand out of the box
and take hard work of my own
and let it fall
i will cover the floor
so when i stand near
some one will look the same
and i wont stare
i wont let a stare

for the wicked

Ok
Now im worried
i even asked for help
and i dont believe any more
cant escape
sleep is for
for some one who desurves it
to my left
my left.....
that is funny
i guess it would be
to the right
is her
and i can see
blue oceans of fear
tremers of of soft pale skin
a mind ever working
a broken running mind
and to my left
my left.....
still a small smirk on my face
sleep is not on my hurizon tonight
i know what tomorrow brings
and i am scared

worried

the day of fun turned out to be not so great
sitting here
with time to think of the future and past
you could be reading abou a death
but you now listen to me
that rush of red
i dont know if my exploring days are done
the mourtain tops
deep trails and
the abys of the deep
i may never see them again

im really worried

Spurts

I need to get something out
i have these emotions stuck in my head
and i cant release the dragon
she is blowing fire down my hands
and there is nothing there
that i can manipulate
to creat
or destroy
all i feel i can do is be
and watch helplessly as
the world turns
my mind is sturing with ideas
and once i put them to use
the sound
the feel
and how i want it to be is all wrong
wrong
and im trying so hard
and it is all incorect
all or nothing
never good enough
im tired of this life
and i want to make it work
everything here is not working
FUCK
why.............

My November

Slowly getting up
walking with grace
his yellow eyes meet mine
inches from my nose
he speaks
and is understood
iches from my face
he turns and carfuly
gracefuly walks
back to what he was doing
and all is quiet again

To

now im tired
ive been lost in the sea
of this so called life
and now i am tired of swimming
im here
i was there
and now
i dont know

Lied To

I ask you this
is it worth it
anything right now?
but mostly i am asking about
something i lost faith in
some one who was supose to save me
and guide me
now i dont believe
the final nail hit me
with the truth
that i was lead to belive
it is as fake as the stories in "his" book
I ask you this

A Lost North

after 37 hours i got to sleep
but before that
i listened
and broke my heart
he talked about plans and what was to come
and how he loved her so
he showed us where he lived
and how he created home
with the love of his life

i saw her family shead tears for her

the next day
we went back
i told him how i felt
but didnt tell him the truth
i made sure to try to be positive
when all i could do is curse
he thanked me for being there
and there is no place i would have rather been

three days after
the truth hit me like a tun of bricks
some one so young should have never been
in a box not ment for her
some one thanked me for being there
and all i could say was thank you back
confused
we all walked out
on the grass
we looked at each other
no words where spoken
i went back in
and told him
that we where in the way, and needed to go
he thanked me again
and we embraced
later he showed up with us
and we talked

the final day
I have never seen such a sad day in my life
i tell you this
i could look up and down my line
and see people crying
who i have never expected to cry
the strongest where weeping
and the embracing eachother
he was stronger than all of us that day

after everything was said and as much done as it could
we went on our ways
i drove hours appon hours
and ended up thinking
like i did all the days before
and then i started to cry

Blind Eyes

no one can see
as clear as a mind's eye can
no words can fully tell
but they come flooding out
crying
yelling
talking sober
but still
when you are done,
there is still some thing missing
and empty void
you have tried to fill it
but it sucked everything out of you
all you can do is give up
accept it
but you know
that they dont know
but yet a knod and a smile
prejudged
and you are labeled