Surrounding me are blank souless faces
Who some how accost me
Tell me I'm a taking up multiple spaces
I'm spinning in fright and stepping back in line
To afraid to be myself
Never sure enough to take whats mine
No souls left no free will remains
Just blank faces
And millions people with no names
Everyone of them scarred of it
To afraid to exist
Standing in line no where to sit
I notice one paricular up ahead
It makes a stand
It speaks unafraid it said
Dont walk a line
Wasting time
This is the hand we were dealt
It screamed as it knelt
It's face became his own
Distiction now shown
Tears ran down a different face
As the e
This is hard for me to say
Since the whole point of
What I do is to not say
Exactly what I mean
You see I give up
What I want so people
Can have what the
Most desperatly want
So forgive me if this
Whole bit is one huge
Dance around a most
Heinous bush
You see I am always
On the verge to ask for
What I want or need
It doesn't matter which
But I never can for
Reason that vary
Sometime I'd rather
The other person be happy
And once in a while
Someone needs to be
The saddest and
I let them if they want
I'm there time and
Time again over and
Over again my friends
Come first and thats who I am
And all those times
I tho
I was told
That life is cold
That feelings hurt
That life's a flirt
That You must build up walls
To avoid the fall
Protect yourself from it all
That it all just wasn't worth it
They said that love was over rated
Life is drull and overstated
That love and happiness were not related
But look inside and find the child
Find your heart and sit a while
Talk it over discuss some things
Think about all your findings
Life is worth it
Love is worth it most of all
Some people think that love can be described
That love is something that can be transcribed
They don't relize that love just is
Love is an emotion a feeling
It is everythi
I drift along
Phasing reality
In and out
I can feel
A euphoric numb
Sweep over
Sounds fade out
Silence fades in
Accompanied by serene
Outside of my eyes
Beyond my vision
Time seems to slow
This feeling of
Speechlessness
Washes over me
The end is near
I can feel it
But all is right
Dream for the boy who doesnt understand
Dream for the man who doesnt believe
Dream for the girl who has given up
Dream for the woman who doesnt know how
Speak for the ones who can't
Speak for the ones too afraid
Speak for the ones like you
Speak for the ones who are different
Dance a dance for all too busy
Dance a dance for all too sad
Dance a dance for all too scared
Dance a dance for all who dont know how
Soar above it all
for you
for me
for him
for her
Hold someone close
Hear their heart
How does it feel
To know love
For the first time I feel unsteady
In a way that you aren't afraid to feel,
A way that makes you feel alive,
Like your soul has finally opened it's eyes,
I breath in and out trying to see if this is a dream,
Trying to calm myself down but,
I realize I am calm and this isn't a dream not at all,
This is what being awake feels like,
I half expect that this will all be revealed,
As some dark prank on my life,
The scenery will fall flat just mere props,
That you will turn out to be pawn in a sick game,
I pray that no one is trying to pull one over on me,
That you are as real as this feeling I have inside,
Wether or not it is destroye
Current Residence: USA Favourite genre of music: Varies Favourite photographer: You Favourite style of art: Vector Operating System: XP MP3 player of choice: iPod Favourite cartoon character: All the characters from Fooly Cooly. Personal Quote: Learn what is right; then teach others, as the wise do. - Verse 158 The Dahmmapada
A smoke break was once related to me as being a truely zen moment of any day. Well aparently I'm peaking at around 45 zen moments a day, good or bad my zenitude is rising. Or is it I don't know too much nicotine to really tell.
I know I've said this before but I'm back if not for good atleast for the moment. I have 3 new pieces hope these live up to some of my previous works. I admit they are a bit different but oh well. It's good to be back AGAIN I know I'm sorry.
Well it's real early in the morning and I just submited some new stuf and *drum roll* a new poem. I know it's been a while and I may have lost my touch I dunno but I needed to write again and here is the first one so far. Look forward to talking to you all again.
-Ben