walk away with me

Into the trees we will march

take my hand within your own-

do not be afraid.

We will endure the hardship

of truly being alone

with tears held back.

The world gave us

nothing but violence

so peace is returned.

Offer your hand only to

be cut off-

your body

only to be abused.

This world holds nothing

for my soul any longer

So we must march further

and deeper into forest.

Run away from it

or be consumed forever.

FUCKKKKKKK

The bleeding causes the pain,

but there is no wound,

for this sharp tingle coursing through.

Tear my body asunder,

and destroy me from within.

My body is withering away

from the constant decay,

end the misery with no delay.

All i ever wanted was truth,

so i fabricated it from lies.

The only way to redeem is

more troublesome disaster.

How can I want love,

but all I harbor is pain?

Why is this so numbing,

yet all I feel is rage.

constant thought

The world is a blur

when you never notice.

My mind is constantly

running free.

Only silence is what I seek,

A piece of my mind is escaping

now.

The decisions made are far away,

but their effects are felt today.

Gravity need not press down,

because all i want is to float

away.

My heels can no longer

be attached to this ground.

Deep space surrounding me

and the airless breath in my lung.

Is overwhelmingly enjoyed now.

wondering...

I always wondered

if everyone cries,

why doesn't it all get better.

I always wondered

how long I hold my breath,

or can time in a moment cease to count?

I always dreamed

of places so familiar,

I tricked myself into believing they exist.

I always dreamed

of people living their own lives,

not feeding off of others.

I always hoped

the world would feel better,

and the struggle wouldn't feel so damn hard.

I always hoped,

but I guess the world is just meant

to be speculation in a life of dreams.

So quick to judge

and faster to make up.

The pace is what is

killing all of us.

Find the purpose and

be quick to bury us.

The usefulness is

only useless now.

Forget the value

of everything you touch.

The best idea is to

just cover it all up.

The warning burns

through the facade.

But no matter now

ignorance is bliss.

Falling into comatose

no lessons learned.

Only scars left to

be healed and mended.

This proclamation

seems so profound

once read the sky

will trade space

with the solid ground.

The world seems

so corrupt and unsound

justice seems to

disappear miraculously

swept as sweat from brow.

Love is fleeting now

loss of life all around

as if constantly

our world is bleeding out

consumed by useless space.

Our shameless race

becomes saturated

with lies and illusions

scared to be vulnerable

living to die now.

But

There is always hope

within our reach

first the mute man must

speak of what the blind

man has yet to seek.

Gravity is not Needed

Could you imagine,

Making love on a cloud?

There is no up from down,

Because my love,

I can no longer tell the sky from the ground.

Making love while we fly around,

Long nights turns into beautiful days,

Our bodies tangle and raise-

But lets not get carried away.

Too much of your love,

Will make me melt away

And disappear with the suns rays.

As the sky paints away,

We are freed from aches and pains.

Gravity does not bring,

Any longer a sense of restraint,

But a break from this so called-

Human race.