silent dreams

trying to be lived while doing physics homework

constantly questioning whether or not I should do it

trying to build something from work ethic

but (slowly eating me away with each assignment)

i'll do it though



so I can try and fit in to let loose (within)

he stumbled into a hurricane of thoughts

twisting his brain, making him fly away from what

(really)
                        (is)

away from truth

seduced by that dude

that I can't face

**breaks the mirror

As long as I know the day passes
wipes fog from glasses
(alone like the bone my dog used to own)

          In debt with my feelings like I haven't paid my taxes

(everything I owe doesn't need money to pay it back)

(express express express)

I told myself when I was depressed
When my effort was a little less
No quest to live for before I erode into the depths
barely breathing

I've never been blessed

it's for me

for you to read

must reflect from my words

because I desire to leave all of what I have.... to this dying world

hearing Vietnamese women gossip

old men trying to become what they wished they would've done earlier

fat men on the treadmill walking really slow, there's no difference

the old don't actualize the truth
(face yourself)
but don't turn you back to the mirror

there should be spoken poetry instead of radio music playing behind every set to encourage rhythm


(correlations)

I've created a relationship between my muscles and my desires

tell me if loving you isn't a crime



so I can stop comparing it to the beaten faces I dream about

the craving of ending someone's life


before someone really loses their right to live

so we can love beyond what we live for

imagination is water that breaks a plastic container


(dream about the impossible)

prairies with kisses as flowers

immersed with beauty and intelligence I can't attend

(walking down my mind with a knife)

inflicted my pain with nothing to gain but rope marks that expressed my veins all sides of my neck


(nothing to think in my gym this morning)

in my mind is a clock that ticks beyond the conception of time

(letting go of possessions) to regain my worth that was once worth about
   one



dime..