Grasping for Reality

To turn the moon,

Is like to touch the sun,

You can but you should not,

It is like to reorganize the Bible,

It is something you shouldn't do,

To tempt fate,

Is to turn the sun as you would the moon,

To change your own stars,

Taking life in your own hands

Standing Ground

Boiled like an egg,

Unwilling to crack,

No longer swaying like a sail in the wind,

Just to find my center and bring all,

To bring all home

Life

Life is,

Living,

Life is breathing,

Life is,

Everything,

Life is

High Tide

I take this life in my hand,

And let it be forever mine,

Until the time comes when I must shine,

Down on the world,

And give what I must,

And let it all just wash over me,

Like the sea before high tide

Following Dreams Pt.4

In the wake of my bed,

I lay awake to the world,

But behind my eyes there is a dream,

Forever running like an endless reel,

Untamed in this wild dream,

The safari that continues to consume my universe,

Dreaming forever wide awake

Following Dreams Pt.3

Apparent to the eye,

As the clouds zoom by,

The eternal slumber that consumes my mind,

The events will never be lived unless I awake,

Like chasing a firefly and never being able to catch it,

If only for a moment,

If only for a moment would that dream become reality,

But still my mind is consumed by thoughts of dreams,

Though not a nightmare it seems endless...

Following Dreams Pt.2

Drowning in this ocean that,

Doesn't have water,

The idea of losing,

The idea of ending up,

They would laugh,

The crazy ideas of the world,

The crazy expectations of myself,

Odd to be alone with such power,

Mind breaks down,

And the dream continues to take form...

Following Dreams Pt.1

Dreams that whisper,

Dreams that change,

Dreams that reoccur,

The occurrence is starting to make sense in,

The mind of what it wishes to tell me,

Dreams are not all fluff,

Sometimes you have to believe in something,

That just isn't there yet...

Destiny

It is an amazing,

The idea,

The taste,

Of that which you seek,

The odd happen stance that takes people,

The life occurrence that is just,

Destiny

In Learning

For the longest time,

Life has changed in many ways,

But the constant seems to remain a strong influence,

In life and in learning,

To be influenced just like some do,

Our dreams die young unless encouraged

Lost Feeling

Missing the one you love,

Missing that touch,

The lingering feeling that is emptiness,

Without that love there,

A space can sometimes feel empty,

The life is as such until you attain that,

Long lost feeling

Lingering Taste

Working on the thought at hand,

The lingering taste of the night,

And the words still wet on the lips that shook,

Trembled in the quivering light,

That the street light produced,

Only to be encapsulated by the thought,

Of all this being,

What could make this any better

Storm and Rain

My life is lightning,

Short and bright,

But my heart is a storm

Life Lifted

Life was only thought to have some little known purpose,

To be able to discover something new,

To realize what is in front of your face,

To smile and to think that this is something that could be,

Lifting up your life and finding new reason to carry yourself ever higher

Answer to a Question

Questions are always asked,

Answered aren't always given,

But to what end is the correct answer,

Is it a simple yes or no,

Or just some babble that takes up the time of life,

Is it the wind that carries leaves,

Just as the ocean washes away the sand,

Can the question really be answered when the question,

Already has an answer

Voice Raised

Never had I thought,

Of the day were I would become who I was,

The adult inside to come out,

My voice to raise,

And my actions to become stern,

Was this all supposed to be a message,

Or simply the time to learn and become who I really am

Down the Rabbit Hole Pt.4

Finally placing my feet down,

Had been falling down this hole for so long,

Lost in time it seems as clocks tick,

But the toking of these clocks that stick the ceilings,

Seems to be the particular sounds of angry birds,

Screaming and cawing for attention,

And as I pass through the door which is two sizes too small,

The clumsy rabbit stumbles in front of me,

His eyes big with worry,

As if he had a question or two for me,

When suddenly his eyes turned red and the world bleed black,

Closing my eyes for fear of attack,

I only open to find that I am outside the tree in which I fell,

The thought came to me,

Was I never meant to be down that rabbit hole

Down the Rabbit Hole Pt.3

Alone I drift,

On a solemn piece of wood,

Flowing in and out with the tide,

Never did see the Red Sea part,

Nor do I think I shall,

As I look down the twirling abyss that is,

The rabbit hole only seems to deepen,

As the eternal nightmare consumes,

And there is where I land,

On the surface bottom of this hole,

This abyss which I seem to have misplaced my mind,

For better thoughts in hope,

Such are the things down the rabbit hole...

Down the Rabbit Hole Pt.2

Down the hill we plunder,

Passing couches and clocks,

Just starting to wonder,

Where the damn rabbit may be,

Always late to the show,

And still down the rabbit hole we go...

Down the Rabbit Hole Pt.1

Remarkable that things are,

In such a vital state,

As to think of such a world,

The world in such a fatal thought,

Life is such an abyss,

Down the rabbit hole,

Just to find...

No Stopping Beauty

Living in true form,

The life and the love is everlasting,

For time can not stop this beauty,

This ever changing being that seems to take form,

In something that can not always be described,

Life needs love,

In only the truest form

Life and Love

In life and love,

Nothing last forever,

But for the eternity that awaits you,

It will last and sustain,

Consume and fulfill the life in which you crave,

Just an endless life that does matter

Finding Yourself

Have you ever wondered,

Thought to yourself what you were all about,

What the inner locking of your mind has,

Many extreme facts that you discover yourself,

Just imagine what there is to unlock when you live life,

Life is just about experiencing the moments where you discover,

Discover who are you and what the world may mean to you

Valley of Death

To walk through the valley of death,

And see no evil,

See no good,

Nothing but the blessed morbid sky,

A sky secretes nothing,

Clouds floating above,

Forever gray,

Lacking the luster of color,

To only have a dulled out tone in the valley

Unique Waste

Still amazed at the wonder,

Of the growth and the unique,

The unique feel of the world of today,

The way things change but is it for the better,

Or is it just to distract from the real events that go on,

The time that is lost when all we do is sit around,

Ponder and stoop in our chairs,

As we just caress the titan that capitalism,

Is it wrong,

Or right,

To just be amazed at the lack of things to do and the price to do them

Thought Was

Always the thought was,

To walk around the void,

Evading the reality and fear,

Letting the situation be put on pause,

Finding only to lose balance,

With focus broken and arms unfolded,

Having the world at your fingertips.

As always the thought was

In this Moment

Walking through the shoreline,

The waves washing over me as I stand and see the sunset,

Lights flicker as the sunset,

The water dropping out from the sky,

Eyes fixed upon the hue of the sky,

Many things are beyond everyone,

In this moment though nothing will matter

Echo

Echoes on the wind,

Sounds like eternity,

Voices are only representing feelings,

That which are most dear and kind,

Even bitter and sour at times,

Silent the wind calms and the ways of today,

Are just lost in the night

Fog

New found life,

In a cloud,

Not so high off the ground,

Foggy the focus of mine seems,

And yet all is clear when the sun rises