Jason

Jason Aug 3

Your part in this tale is over.
Don't be bitter, when someone new
Takes the stage as you're exiting.

The sun isn't bitter at the moon.
In fact the moon is the sun's biggest fan because her mediocrity pays reverence to the sun's light.

Mediocrity; petty behavior, casting a shadow on someone else's journey while hiding in the shadows.

Know when it's your final curtain call.

Don't linger.

Jason Aug 2

Outta sync

I think it's time to step out of rhythm... dancing to the same broken melody is haunting.

We've been dancing to this melody for years. We've danced through these halls of broken dreams and shared memories so much.

The dance itself feels like a memory, there's no shiver of anticipation anymore no joy in our rhythm.
Can our dance even be called a dance?

It's time.

Go dance with another, feel the shiver of a new tune the anticipation.
Let your feet sing of joy.
One that doesn't echo with the sound of an
I can't help but wonder.

An not one that haunts, or sounds like a dirge.

You have depth you always have Athena.
You have everything you need already at your fingertips.

As a former dance partner to another.
I hear the music you sending out
Its beautiful
But its not meant for me.

I hear your tune.
Go on.
Dance freely
Without looking back.
I'll be doing the same.

From a clever devil

Jason Aug 2

The Earth's Titans

We're proud, strong
brutally honest.

But I do not think people
understand just how strong.

530 and climbing?!

460 and climbing?!

380 and climbing?!

285 and still rising?!

These are not just numbers, they are quantifiable metrics of ******* will!

So when we hear "strong" trust me you have no ******* idea!

But we're not beyond strength;
We are not gods that much needs to be said.

We bleed, we ache
We hold back a maelstrom behind THE friendly facade.
We are KINGS and QUEENS of stability.
Until we're not.

In our low moments.
we drop the facade
We spiral out of the present
Sling shoting into the past, and future's ******* possibilities.

And gods help if you're actually close enough to feel the earth quake.
Because we earth signs don't crumble we shift plates.
And if you're standing on any questionable ground, you better move.

Because it's our domain.

Jason Jul 31

My ghost

When all the music fades.
The beeping stops.
Keys turn off their engines.

The silence is really deafening,
No constant buzzing, no ring from my phone.
As I stare into a dark ceiling.

The only thought that plagues me like some dying patient is "how did it end like this."

Am I being haunted by my failure? Am I cursed like some Greek or something to cry out to empty thrones.

"God's! I got a bone to pick with you!." You cut my red cord! If I could I would scorch the heavens! Boil the seas! And make the land a raging inferno.

This is my rage!

This is the ghost of a man that lost someone...

Man somedays life really just piles it on... when you need a win and you keep stacking losses.

Jason Jul 25

8 years in one day

It's a crazy thing time. If you wanted to you could plan multiple lifetimes, live multiple lives in a single moment.

At one point you're happy and on top of the world. Living out your wildest fantasies.

The next you're thinking oh I couldn't possibly go any lower... then you grab a shovel and start digging :').

One moment you're in love and planning the future. Thinking about how that fateful day is gonna go down.

Trying to keep in mind the only people that actually need to enjoy it is you an her.

Then suddenly you're boxing up all the memories and putting them in storage.

Wait, seriously what just happened?!

You out grow people or they out grow you... its probably the latter one... but who knows maybe they did out grow you.

An here you sit counting down the minutes till you start a whole new chapter...

Literally mapping out 8 years in a single day.

The point is you can see the end. You have THE plan to get from point A to point D.

The irony is that your old ways, old friends they don't fit here... they're out grown, antiques and obscure artifacts now; that can no longer help nor guide you.

they're part of the past now...

Is it true? Man I don't have all the answers I'm just a guy "tryin to make my way is all."

"That's a trite phrase btw." XD

But I digress our part in their tale is over, as is theirs.

Did you's, turn into will you's, turn into have you's.

An the truth is you've done it all; you will.

There's so much here in these words that I'm actually not saying and it comes across as a mess of a journal entry, instead of an actual poem. But oh well I hope you enjoy the rant of a crazy person XD

Jason Jul 14

Ready for tomorrow?!

It's time!
Get up, rush like your life depends on it
Because it does!

I hope I get there in time.
If I'm not 5 minutes late
At least I made it!

Cloths smelling like yesterday.
Slip them off.
Get a new set.

Talk about a Monday morning.
Can it just be tomorrow already.

Lets get this dream over with.

Jason Jul 12

The Sky and the Volcano

Lava spewed from the earth first quickly.
Than it slowly blanketing the land.
Like my rage

The sky, she would responds in kind
Ionizing her vast looming gray clouds.
Bringing forth her lightning fast strikes.

Our fury knew no boundaries just like the volcano and sky during our clashes.

This was our love in all its glory.
Our love in all It's beauty
And all its terror.

It was as real as the darkness she cast upon the land.

As intense and terrifying as the lightning that she hurled-forth.

And as inevitble and destructive as the lava that I unleashed.