Outsiders

What if the Earth was a snow globe,
And the person who picked it up
To shake it,
Caused earth quakes,
Caused movement.

Then set us down,
To watch it snow
And come to stillness.

Wondering what it would be like
To be inside. As if it were real life.

The world looks big to us,
But our world looks small
To them.

When Sarcasm Is The Truth

You're shaken up
From the stress at work today.
You're in pieces,
about being able to pay your rent tomorrow.
You can't sleep,
Because you're thinking of the responsibilities
waiting on you tomorrow and the next days of your life.

Meanwhile, death could be knocking at your door.

Any hour. Any minute.

Any second.

But it doesn't matter.
Because there are more important things to do.

The Envy of Time

Please step away
From the shriveling cold
You know you're more
Than what you've settled for
Quietly moving
Because you don't know
When to slow down

I just needed to be held
Escape the world
Inside my head

And breathing
Only turns to fog
So please step away
From the shriveling cold
Kissed my lips
The wish I sold

Morning Hues

I've heard you've lost
Your head in the clouds.

I heard you cannot speak
Out loud.

I heard you fell
From outer space.

I heard the Earth
Quiver and shake.

But if I were sent
To the edge of this world
I'd just dive off
And never swim back..

Wear Sunscreen

You're stare struck me
From across the room.
As if the sun literally fell from the sky.

And you in turn, became the sun.
Burned through the surface,
And then turned to the other side of the world. 

The Bricks We're Made Of

People are just shadows,

Silhouettes in the dark of a lamp lit room.

We don't really see anything but the wall we're cast on.

Our sudden movements, drawing motions like mere wind.

And everything that is golden is always buried in the last box.

Maybe that's why so many people create their own and fill it with jewellery. 

We hear about stories of the rainbow, and magic fairies from another land.

And we always believe or cling to the hope without the existence of it's presence.

If we could break down the wall,

Maybe we could land amongst another planet.

If we could break down the wall,

Maybe we could escape our sullen shadows.

Break away with the switch of a light, and enter a valley of Eden.

Off The Map

This world was indeed far beyond our own.
A place of a whole other entity.

Outside of our nature and belonging.
Forests of purple and skies painted in multi colour.

Rage exhausted to it's retire.
An enchantment of graceful secrets.

A hiding no one ever knew.
We have never been told.

We can join winged creatures and soar without harm,
We can breathe without concern.

Illness is extinct.
Trees immortal.

Maybe it was only in an exuberant mind.
"It is time to wake up," that is the last I can remember. 

Modern World

The one who rests upon her seat,
Plays without aim and seeks defeat.

Head in the clouds reflective and sincere,
Wasted time and unproductive years.

Turning black and and cracked and gone,
But that soul never stops searching for the sun.

Bright and white and dripping into blue,
The sky that sweats precipitation, and hue.

But in the field of flowers, rest assured
One will speak
One will seek
The soul will be found.

Rescued from a maze, consumed.
Escorted the way out, the end of the halt.

The beginning of life...
Breathe now, darling.

Reality is her enemy
Create dreams and colours
Instead.

The Incessant Reject

Consistently let down.
Shaken up, unwanted,

Build me a rocket,
Fly me away.

Im exhausted and humiliated of this cruel place.

Toyed and tied, entirely undone.

Blind to purpose anywhere.

No heartbeat found. 

Lilium In Lithium

It wrestles, twists.
In spite of it's growth.
From the sprout of it's seed.

Forgetting all it needs.

Rejecting water ricocheting off it's own petals.

Pink, and soft.
White and light.

Streaming through the darkest of earth,
Roots extending below surface.

Wanting to be plucked, and gone.

Lilly droops instead, freckled on the inside, and rare.
Nature to sit by and stare.

But she keeps her head down.
Hoping the world to be erased from her memory.

And wake up in a field of seeded, seamed flowered dreams.
Drying, to a crisp. Quenching. Fighting. Dying, to be pulled out of this ground.
Taken away.

Nothing left but the devoured, shrivelled evidence of existence.

Contemplating Loss

Breathing I can feel it.
I can want it.

Lust, breathing in and out in pain.

Nothing to hold onto, I may shatter if I do not.

Evening shall come, sooner or later.

Brisk air, neon pink sunset.

I will cry in your arms, I will give in to what you ask.

Because this world is ending,
No point in waiting anymore.

Immersed

I dove down 

To the end of the sea. 

I sailed across 

The surface of the world. 

I promised myself the search I have lost myself in

Will be worth it all.

Roots

The plane preparing for take-off,
Fell to the ground.

The girl waiting for the boy,
Walked away.

The clock flying by,
Stopped working.

The world eternally spinning,
Ended.

The blood pulsing through your veins,
Came to being still.

The loss in your heart,
Disappeared.

The love of your life,
left.

But the roots that clench into the ground.
Hold you together.
Piece by piece and branch by branch.

You will become a forest, a battle,
endless growing, reaching to the height of a drifting cloud.

Trees that are soliders
Fighting, pulsing
Roots digging, deeper. Into the ground.
And you will never move, and you will never become lost.

The Worthless World

They don't need to hear the secrets.
They don't need to understand.

Be safe within yourself.
Within your little box,
Your little cage.
Stocked away.

Protected. Numb. Hiding.

Away from the world who are willing to hurt you
With everything they can.

Detached in Imagination

Rolling waves, and staggering seas.
Wind being inhaled and exhaled out of me.
Fire twisting, igniting burning light.

Stars and planets to look up to through the night.

Thoughts in broken pieces and loss of memory or explanation.

All I feel is a pang. A sting. A burn. That continues to pulse through my entire being.

Taken up by beating sorrows captured in my heart.
Unwilling to let go and be released through my brittle veins.

A pen in my hand can't move, a thought in my mind can't breathe.
An eye in the dark cannot see.

Demand to be shot through a forest and lose your way home.
Contained with useful actions and communication.
So you won't have to think or learn
Just how to bear
everything you want ignored.

Im outside of my body, detached from the world.
And I am incapable of giving you an answer to anything of what it is in the world that is certain.
Or what is real.

The whistle of the wind, being wind.
I wish it were a friend.
That could tell me just what I am.

Endless Dreams In A Sun lit World

Life is full of not only beauty but of people and places. Families and friends. Laughter and happiness. Loneliness and sadness. Cultures and celebrations. Mountains and oceans. Rainfalls and sunshine. Someone needs help somewhere. Anyone could help someone anywhere. Use your spark. Never stop dreaming, and dream from your heart. No matter what someone thinks or says. Chase after whatever is screaming inside of you. Life is too short and there is never a right time. So start running now. Take pictures, learn lessons, share yourself. Find yourself. Love yourself. And finally, love others. Love someone. Let yourself go completely. Glare into sunsets, watch the sunrise. Explore the entire world. Whatever you are waiting for, is waiting for you. So, don't wait, take a breath and go. Let go. Live fully and do everything which holds your heart. Nothing is impossible only if you let it be. You have a soul full of sunlight, so let it shine in this world. And don't let anyone block it out. Light overcomes darkness. And you are golden. Filled with golden dreams.

Without A Heart

I thought I lost, and then I remembered, you did.

I held myself up, I held myself back. I could have given myself away, I could have let myself be as worthless as you made me feel. I stayed strong, you couldn't break through. And you believed that you could. How can you expect to take everything away from a person when you have absolutely nothing to give.

You don't have the ability to steal anybody's heart, because in the end it will be yours that breaks.

Take a look at the world and see how full it is, and just how empty you are. You will never measure up to any amount of love because you were born without a heart.

Skipping Beats

I am everywhere.
I am pieces.
I am air.
I am dark and light.
I am sun and sky.
I am wind and warmth.

My heart beats, my lungs expand.

My mind changes everything, everyday.
Sometimes I forget who and where I am.
Other days I know exactly what this is.
Exactly what I want.

But today I woke up to feel like I am disappearing.
Losing. Giving up hope.
Falling.

Waiting.
To hit the bottom, and crash.

Crash into more pieces,
multiples of millions.

Of Earth and sand and traveling particles.
To reach space, and stars and all countries of the world.

Because these places are lacking me, and I am lacking them.
Lacking love, and discovery and life in other universes.

I'm trying to hold on,
But I feel like I am being pulled into another place,
On the other side.

Somewhere else wants or needs me,
And I don't want to be here anymore.

I just want to feel alive,
Feel okay.

Feel whatever it is I can't anymore.

I think that I've lost my heart.
I think my chest is filled with sadness,
And now all that I am... is incapable of breathing.

Alien

The sun is lit and in it's light
I am swallowed.
I forget where I am.
Absorbed in the beauty that is forgotten in the world.

You start to feel like an alien when you notice things people no longer see.

And sometimes I feel that I am not alive...

All this is just a dream.

The World We Live In

The world. It's this place we're living in. It's this place we can explore and discover endless possibilities. It's a reminder of all the beauty that surrounds us, even when we aren't noticing. Even when we have forgotten. The beauty here is in everything. All you have to do is look up at the stars. And see that they are shining.