names

Someone has to know
how I have no chance
at moving forward
away from this sinkhole
'neath my skin

Mountains in the sky
colors bleeding, dying
Greeting the clouds while
hanging from the stars
inside these dreams of
everything I am

oommm

the craziest substance I've ever taken is oxygen
this breath
it feeds me
keeps me blinking
this life
it beats me
keeps me seeking
this world
is outrageous
keeps me thinking

the most insane mindset, is any mindset
what is this thought
where is this thought
the answers I have sought
but the question never caught
my attention
 I just walked
into the sunset
that was waving its goodbyes or its hellos
all a matter of perspective
so I'll say goodnight before I wreck this

sweeping

My pen was a dancin
across the surface of this ocean
just a row boat gettin thrown
from wave to crest
scared to breath
still can't stop this thinking
always creepin
in this conscious stream

to complete
I compete
til I'm beaten
down, deep
down, between
this need to feed
and this desire
to set fire to all this life
and just fly
up into a space
that is up compared to this one
but i will never reach up
it will never be within my fingers
it can only be a there
never will it be here

where

I had fallen
but now I get back up
to dream these days
away

Cloudy Daze

Continue to look
back
at the days
when the leaves were still
falling
            finding
                                      their
                            own
                                                        path
in this
windy w o r l d
 but coming back from the past
to this
now
all these fallen leaves
scattered around this ground
scraping soundwaves
off the pavement
throwing them out
and my ears can't help but plunder
these treasures washing ashore
X
marks the spot
where you thought
you needed your name jotted along the dotted line
  of course you were just trying to
  have your cake and dine on it too
  but now you find yourself confined to
this world and its tight truth
that many consider divine truth
it is usually the unwise who
think they can decide truth
our black holes only let so much light through
such a narrow window
I just hope I got the right view
whatever right is, as if I knew

backwards sdrawrof

The tip of my pen
is the tip of an arrow
on this bow I draw back
as I line up my sights
to see this ink
fly across this page's sky
strips of blue striking through
these columns of clouds
my ink
a starless night
breaking through this sky
to come look for all of its
fallen stars

line

I may be all thumbs

but I've got them all pointing up
to this sky
that doesn't even know
how much happiness it contains
in this bowl
the embers that slowly die
inside this black
smokey clouds covering my eyes
from the stars so high
so far away from this life
that has so much more worth
when its my feet that walk upon this dirt
selfish I am
not here to be perfect
not that I had a choice
but if I did
I'd give it to you
because I've never been good at decisions
and I haven't given you much
so I feel like starting somewhere

anywhere is the right place to start
mostly because no where is the right place to start
so may as well just begin your part
before it ends and leaves you out in the dark

I am

a variation
another genetic mutation
another chump that made it to graduation
a perspective
a mindset
that's so indecisive
trying to make it through
all this life they try to make me live
whoever they are
maybe this is to them
Hi, how is the rotation treatin ya?
I'm still gettin use to this dizzyness
the world gives
for me to hold
deep inside this dust
the world gave me
to create this page
but what seems like a favor
will have me enslaved
to the natural way
so I'll return this dust
from beyond my grave

this body is a rental
and I'm a little late
on my payments
so I treat today
like it's my favorite
I'm still scroungin for some change
to hold on til at least tomorrow