Gone

It is cold dark and humid, inside my mind.
Unbearable really,
Like a fresh wound being drenched
In alcohol.
There is something not right,
i can't explain.
My heart doesn't beat status Que.
Sometimes i wish i was drowning
in an empty abyss.
Looking at the world in
redundant motion,
Alone.
i am always alone.
Even with one hundred people,
i sit in
solitude.

Nothingness

What is the shape of space?
Where are its dimensions,
Where are the numbers to such nothingness?
-i hope that's a mystery we try not to figure out.

Reborn

If I could meet you over again
i would tell you to sing.
Express your soul
let your emotions take hold and sore.
Frowns are what makes the sunset
as we leap into tomorrow.
Tom-or-row that one you taught me to spell
in sixth grade,
the same year i lost you,
to a sun raise of amusement
drugs, slipped into your minds eye
and blinded you.
But this time is going to be different
because of me.
i was too young before,
lost in a plethora of games
a virtuosity of different words for
young,
as i sat and watched unknowingly while your sun set.
Though right now i can see right through to you,
what is in your heart.
So lets hold hands
and watch the sun raise
Tomorrow.

Dream

Strip the enslaved body of wisdom

owned by the headless views of reality

Hug like silhouette secrets.

Desire, think, watch, live,

the muse