listen to it
open it
wonder it
and Finnish it

take what is left
as if it was a commodity
and hold it to your self
and use it in harmony

all you
have is
what you’ve
done

the thoughts
in you
like a
son

it will
soon be
on it’s
own

set free
to see
and learn
the law

whether a cancer
or cure
it will
endure

You’ll find yourself
useless
but have learned so much
more

back down
take back
match point
relapse

after
i’m gone
i won’t
go back

thoughtless
remorse
feeling bad for
recourse

take in
days end
sun sets
never again

wide open
mouth breather
timeless
diamond eater

blackout
no facts
open eyes
staring repent

you are
my friend
one and only
moments in depth

take in
your time
it’s precious
but will end

Take the time to realize what you’re not
To open and full under your thoughts
Wake up without remorse
Regret and longing

To take a life
Would have to be a very solemn and scary experience
Waking the neighbors
With the sound of elapsed life

To be a nightmare
And stomp over children ears
Ripping thoughts from heads
Opening up the mind for a relapse

I wake with dark thoughts in my head
Break up things i never said
Digest them as fears
Then I’ll know the taste of regret

eating out of disambiguation
tasting the sweet taste of turmoil
waiting on my every move
only to make my next one

I feel sick
not poetic
but there is actual snot coming out of my nose
and mucus building up pressure in my brain

I can’t wait for it to explode
pour out of of eyes and through my veins
emptying into a pool of relief
the meaning I illustrate

by my words that insinuate
have probably left a coarse
tasteless flavor
in your mouth

I’m on my way
won’t you let me
I’m on my way
I hope you didn’t forget me

I hate to take
even a second for granted
because when I’m there
you better not regret it

I’ll sleep for a week
a month
year
or day

But I’ll only be at home
the moment I see you face
you are my four post
My only warmth for these days

These days are endless
like a river
it’s journey
changes it’s terrain

road trips seem forever
when it expands to months
in retrospect my year
has more road signs than embraces

I am my craft
my hands rough from labor
I live for the feeling of accomplishment
and taking a break is not really an option

i won’t stop till i get what i want
if you wanted to
you could say
i’m going to rape my dreams

in out, in and out
I can feel this thick
yet thin liquid
seep into my lungs

like a raptor in a cage
my heart claws
at my chest
struggling to prove its usefulness

waking up
like a child from a nightmare
I could almost swear
that it’s the shock that’s forcing me to hold my breath

at this moment
I realize I’m made of air
my light disposition
and letting everything fly

I’m am an element
and I sigh with relief
at my realization
just to realize I’m of out it

for a moment
I am calm
soon I’ll be free
wait why aren’t I free

I’m confused
isn’t air supposed to float
to the top
when underwater?

ahh,
I understand
I’m broken
but I already knew that…

I’m coming home
On my way
To the place
That makes me happy

the place where I can be myself
the place that doesn’t belong
to anybody but me
and mine

In some ways I wish
Everyone could have a bad tour
I feel like it teaches you
Just how amazing your own life can be

How amazing it can be
To come home
Hug your family
And kiss your better half

Your house is yours
made to your liking
Organized like your head
you finally feel harmony

You are a slight annoyance on my sleeve
The bug switch bites and breeds
The memory I can’t forget
And the child which it leaves

So don’t tell me I’m crazy
Because I’ll never be as dumb as you
At least in my perspective
You might as well be preaching to a wall

I’m not a victor
So does that mean I don’t have a story?
Does it mean I am a flaw?
Or that I’m just boring?

To conclude please don’t listen
I’m just a “Pretender”
After all who would want to listen to a loser anyways?
I’m sure he hopes you wont

wake up
take up
shake up
break up

Face down
take down
upside down
fall down

I feel like i’m spinning
and like this world is standing still
like fulling living
but barely being real

I want an explanition of hunger
I want to see time
if only to make sense of meaning
I feel like life would be on a reel

things would be my terms
my choice
my reactions
and all my gain

I only reality was fiction
then I would be the king of this game.