Hollowed out
Like
A match to a flame
My viscera
Destiny had
Other ideas
One eyes on the prize
Thee others shut
Subjected negligence
Begging for relief
Buying a oneway ticket
Bursting colors
Like a pinwheel
Motions in the shadows
Shaped my shores
Clinging to me
Plucking me over
Like a bad habit
It only intimidated
The stronger it became
Pushing and pulling me
Tug of war
The hurt locker
Took it’s toll  
Like clockwork why couldn’t
Time just stand still
Thee abyss
Forged me in it’s venom
Slowly stripped my sanity
And rained on my parade
Unlike me my discombobulated circuit board overloaded
And had me asking
Who the hell was I anyway

Convicted
You had zero remorse
Hijacked before me
You stole
What was rightfully mine
A calculated move
I woke from
A stupor
My derailing train jumped
Thee tracks
It just had to be
Me a splitting
Image of you
Your dark
Gospel cast a spell
I needed a recourse
Swinging for
The fences never
Added up
Duplicated you and I
What a shame
A white picket storyline
Wrapped up neatly in a bow
Where is my happy ending
Fact or fiction
Secondhand smoke
I should be
Six feet under
As the
Red moon burns
Disintegrates whatever’s left
I haven’t a clue
Only adds too
The pure distain I’ve felt
That’s plagued me
Has slowly ate away at my soul
The lore of wrong
That has glued itself to me
My immoral compass
I lost my direction
Before I ever knew which way to go
A mythical creature
I became
Some lie made up of everyone’s else’s
Body of work
Wipe the slate clean
And tell my a real story for once
The absolute truth
And keep your tireless fables for yourself

If dreams were real I’d fly away.
I’d live in a place where monsters stayed at bay.
Our lives only controlled by our will and words.
There’d be no ruler we’d live like a herd.
We stay together, and leave no one behind.

No fights, no war.
No hatred, no discrimination.
No bullying, no torture.
Just us and our freedom.

So if dreams were real I’d sure not be here,
because our world is filled with monsters that are held dear.
We have no control, and instead live in fear.
Were controlled and taken, we care for no one but ourselves

Lurking in every corner of our would is satan.
Ready to spring at all times is temptation.
We need to be ready to fly away to our imaginations,
so this place can’t keep a hold on us, or our creations.

So go, and go now.
Try to find anywhere, but this world with no dreams.
So, good luck to you, and good luck to me.

Dead end
No validation
Hourglass hounded
Turned to boulders
The weight
Of my mistakes bogged me down
Paranoia only harped
Life took the best
Parts of me
And disintegrated them
Synthetic testimony
Not of mind
A thief swept
In caught red handed
Starting line
Not what I had hoped for
It was a tough pill to swallow
Hopefully the finish line
Will measure up
Live up to the billing
Apparently the great devine
Is awaiting my arrival
Bare bones
Cover me up in satin linens
Laying all
My cards on the table
I folded long ago
I’ve never had a poker face
But my joker mask hasn’t
Been hard to find when I wanna hide
Behind my disguise
Skipping rocks
All day
Longing for a easy breath
Beaten paths stingy
Far to many
Where’s my yellow brick road at
I want too flow
Freely like
The bluest seas
Dance in the whitest of sands
Fly in the highest of skies
Have the wind at my back
Moving me forward
To a much more appropriate place
And feel the gleaming light
Of the sun that’s eluded
Me as I stayed in bed  
Depressed most of my life
Predetermined or not
Life threw punches at me
And watched me struggle to
Regain my footing
As the heavy impacts knocked
Me flat on my face

If your thee
Only friend I've got
Then I've already won
Luckiest man alive
Grateful are paths crossed
Sometimes
You just know
Your in awe
Savor certain things more the others
They stand out undeniably
A sign
Gift from thee heavens
Beyond our expectations
Worth a second glance
Undeniable
Infatuation the stars aligned
Truly meant to be
Connection unmistakable friction
Hard to miss
Impossible not to feel
You wanna grab hold of
Holds like glue
A bond that can never be broken
Light years away
Feels like we're in the same room
The world needs more like you
Gleaming eyes paradise
A calming voice of reason
Not a bad bone in your body
A rare find
Warming heart sensitive soul
Better person
Similar circumstances experiences
No judgements we are equals
You understand me better then I even know myself
We relate to each other more then most ever will
I find true comfort a calmness
Just knowing your there
Artistic deep minded thinkers get along best
So it would seem love each other unconditionally
And I wouldn't want it any other way

Lines on my face
Worn dancing over me
Taxing realizations
Sensations enchanting
The nearness of you
Yellow and blue
Make green sophisticated
Complications strewn
Scraps of torn pieces
Strung together
Paper airplane
Ready to fly
There's a hunger
A longing to breathe freely
Escape thee unreliable sources
Sketches drawn in the sand
Washed up lagging behind
Caught in the tide lost at shore
An emptiness complains the parts that aren't me
Yet for some reason always present
And I'm daydreaming fiercely
Independently somewhere else come away with me
Let's combine walk together
I could almost go there
Just to watch you be seen
If I could stay asleep
Dream in continuum cause
I don't want to leave
Thee comfort of the vividness
That I find comforting while I'm there
Pieces of a dream effortlessly floating in air
In the morning streets of my mind

MURAL
Open mindedness
Casual tones
You have to be open
To exploring the many possibilities
When it comes to what you might see
Cassiopeia
The northern lights
Illuminating illustrations
Come to life
Trajectories expand
What starts out
As nothing more then a vision
Blimp on the screen
A simple idea
Eventually is executed in it's truest form
Plural elements
Thee imagination
Has a mind all it's own
Absolutely nothing's off limits
With an end goal in mind
Undivided
There are different
Shades and contrasts
Forms of artistic
Expressions creativity
They come in all shapes and sizes
Some use words others use images
Sounds etcetera
The freedom to create
As we see fit
A priceless blessing
The gift that keeps on giving
Empty rural walls
Plain and bare
To thee corners of the earth
Across many continents
Day after day stories are being told
Paint me a picture
Tell me a story
I'm in need of some
Harmonizing illustrations
Distinguishing characteristics
I can call my own
Thee architect
Designer and creator
Brain storming tirelessly
To come to a conclusion
A finished blueprint
Now we may proceed
Gathering my supplies
Laying out plans
Finding the necessary ideas
Before it's too late
To execute a work of art
My final masterpiece
Something that will leave
A lasting impression for years too come
Remembered by all
Clear thee air
Carve your initials
In me
And make me relate
Splattering paint all over the walls
Mushing it all in
Doesn't appear to be much
But if you look deeply enough
You just might be surprised
Caught off guard
There's more then meets thee eye
In things that are silent different
A picture speaks a thousand words maybe more
Mural on the wall vastly under appreciated