here i am
bleeding ink onto
a clean page
when i should
be safe and sound
with the dreams
that include you
and slowly become
my nightmares.

I am always sick
Sleep deprived
From nightly drives
Midnight shifts
That I love

I am always sick
A little gassy but afraid
That it won’t be gas
That comes out that way

I am always sick
Tired of all the certainty
Righteous indignity
Self-proclaimed victimization
Of this white conservative nation

I am always sick
Of what my world can justify
How my people can swallow lies
No matter how hard I try
To inspire them to be better

I am always sick
With no end in sight
No angelic tunnel
No godly light
No hope for something more
Than this one life
One day I won’t be sick
But that will be the day I die

adventure has started
you have to capture my heart,
i will be running ,
so begin the hunt.

adventure has started
be careful to choose the right path,
my forest is enchanted,
you might fall into a trap.

adventure has started
pick a weapon for this fight,
you must be cautios,
don't let me out of your sight.

adventure has started,
i'll be hiding somewhere far,
watch your moves,its dangerous,
i could leave you a scar.

adventure has started,
i think you have a chance to win,
just let your mind run wild
and keep your heart clean.

I carry a few specks of love
in a depths of my pockets.
Those are only things she left me with.
Yet i can't find a reson not to love every bit of her

F**k butterflies, my stomach has birds in it.
My body's shaking, my heart is racing, my pulse is high.
You're gorgeous, and I woke up this morning with a zit.
How'd a girl like you settle for a "me" kind of guy?

I'm usually witty, but my words don't work well for this.
It's just that you're so pretty, you make my knees weak!
At the end of the date, my pulse hit five-fifty.
I realize it's lame that I asked for permission before we kissed...
I was just trying to take the time to aim for your lips.
See, the funny part is...

                                       I was afraid I might miss.

Lush draped the walls
Gold freckles cheek to collar
I shook the dust from my lips
And lost hours

I left kisses on dead children
Old as the houses
I grew friends in the field out back
Under dead forests

Guilt
Shattered glass
They’ll cease existing
When I pass

Some hurts feel too often
Like old love

Over my window
The young moon looks so beautiful
I think to propose her but how
And this disturbs my peaceful sleep
Who can do so to such a thing?
Thousands of people desire for thousands
But they leave the earth with abortive
And I never thought of this