Silence

It's all you can sense 

When the world's stench no longer holds power

Light over taken by clouds

Sounds afar no longer relevant 

Nutrients less then stimulating 

Burns unnoticeable  

You smell nothing, see nothing, hear nothing, taste nothing, feel nothing. 

But a there's a echoing light you feel burning inside.

The only similar scent of self. 

I'm trying... 

Three inches of an ocean

They say: Keep away, please, I beg of you. I ask not to share my inner depths. 


Je traiterai avec moi-meme de façon appropriee.


"A terrible day. We say it all the time; a fight with a boss,the stomach flu,  traffic. That's what we describe as terrible, when nothing terrible is happening
It all seems quaint now, doesn't it? The flood in the kitchen, the poison oak, the fight that leaves you shaken with rage.
Would it of helped if we could see what else was coming? Would we have known that those would be the best moments of our lives?"

A class act ends alone. And I'm sealing every edge, every single day. And it all on me. 

frequency #8776625

I wonder, what creature can best describe this spirit? A darkness, a light, a strength like no other. 

Is it even the creature... aut magis.

just a moment

So I'm just gonna rant for a sec...

 
      Time to time things come up. I deal with whatever head on. I don't like debris lingering.  Its funny though, one minute I can say it doesn't really matter. Then on my soul, it weights me down.

"When your soul is uneasy, you try to settle it with little things..."

   Sometimes I sleep late, not wanting to think and analyze anything. Sometimes I cant sleep, emptiness kinda creates an echo. When your soul is uneasy, you try to settle it with little things. I like Reese's, cheesecake, and cake(sweets) in general. Its not funny. I don't know. I find comfort in that. A moment to laugh, to sing, to dance, to dream, to breathe, to try to love... again. Either way, there's work to do, and I don't have time for this.

defeat

As a kid I hated the dark...not knowing what would come out within it...its strange cause now I feel comfort in it. Black is my favorite.

I began in a box, and little by little breaking down walls and discovering, confirming, and reconsidering. Times where I'd isolate, finding comfort in it...knowing only I will know all about me. Times where these walls put strain in my communication...where I felt I couldn't connect...skeptical in so many ways.Times when I'd reach out, knowing I wouldn't get an answer. Times where mirrors had there colorful adjectives... "these nights are haunting me, I don't wanna run..." I just want to leave.

"Splash a little color, give me something to believe" put on a song, and just breathe.

Our spirits feed on our imagination...how quickly in our heads can we feel "defeated" when in reality...nothing is set in stone. One wall down...


Art Credit: by Ketchup Suicide

title it you

I always felt like I was missing something. I can be a little impatient but Id always wondered whats next or how long. As a kid, they tell your age, let you know the life expectancy and expect you to fulfill it with "dignity" and "success". So I always felt the time ticking. Its always up a stream rather with the flow, not in the sense of hardship but understanding.

Some can pick a title and follow it, others search and wonder while many fall into a fix by force. Have you ever thought, whats life as an animal? There purpose and mental anguish figuring it out? Its funny, cause we divide and title everything to the T.They roam here bound by the forces of nature and the hereditary tendency of their ancestors. I could sit here and tell you life means nothing or ask why are we here and go back and forth on religion and society. I'm not. See it how you feel, feel and wonder.


I feel, as if I'm fulfilling temporary fixes. Like the seasons change, or high and low we go...all the way to the end..."Cant let just anybody hold me". I guess I shouldn't say too much, or "they" might send a pretty little rock down my throat.

I just read this and said, "Its like sharing with a wall..." guess its better that way. shh.

Windows

It rushes threw my veins, this quick blast of energy of hope, strength, and ideas. This comfort that things will be fine. How doubtful we become in the rain, forgetting how quickly the sun shines through. In the years, we look back and wonder, how, and how quickly. I look forward now and shiver in coldness. Light gleams though, a warm feeling of knowing. I seek yet truly know nothing I seek for. In my mind I'm clear, on my lips I gear confusion, and in my walk I steer in blindness. That's OK, I fear nothing I don't know cause I don't know anything. Free. Free. Free. My heart is heavy at times though, my mind in a different world, alone. That's OK too. The energies humans shift into, they intrigue me.

let me in

To fully be in, be fully in. Hold on, as if you'll never let go. To fully know a connection, feel it. Don't hold your breath, breathe to the rhythm we stand in. Exhale your tension on me, allow me to fully be in you. Release your body, release and let me in. Smile and let me bite your lips, moist lips and all. Open your eyes to me, speak from within your soul. Allow my heavy chest lighten, as we speak from within. No rush to journey within you, no rush. Let me in, let me in. Release. Marks on my back by your hands, left to dry. Let me truly in.

Click and boom

I can't seem to remember, when I came to Earth, was I scared? I've always been optimistic, especially when it came to "love". I'd always say "In time" and "when the right one comes, I'll know". I had visions of what the perfect love would be. How life could actually be beautiful. I've always been hesitant though, growing affections and "feelings". I'd let something in my mind out, knowing of course they wouldn't want to hear it all. I'd feel alone cause I'd always see the world different. I feel content knowing if I were to be alone for the rest of my life, that would be OK. Its interesting to see how humans behave. How lust and relativity can lay heavy on their hearts. A simple word can conflict so much in ones mind. An image can burn into ones eyes. A repetitive feeling of up and down, how they still continue. How angry, sick, and confused. I believe affection grows. Its fascinating to believe theirs someone out there. To believe that I can hold on to someone in this world I didn't create and know little of. If not, I'm not afraid. For I came alone and will go alone, as the Earth continues. Of course its taboo to talk about it, continue in your little world, that's what we do best. -Mahad

Spaces

Credit: Mr. T
I say I'm just fine 
Yet when I look to my side, it wouldn't hurt
I thought nothing of it
I thought in time it would come
It sits heavy at times, I can only wonder
These empty spaces don't define me
I'm steady searching but I guess I can't read the message
Blind to that fact there must not be one for me.
Well thats fine, just stop teasing me
I'm in another world
Far from humans alike, from all aches
It sits heavy at times, I can only wonder
These empty spaces don't define me
Yet when I awake and look to my side...