Tumbling

jumping from one
pillar to another
no time in between
for valleys to close
so pointless was
my presence was
i really worthless
did it mean nothing
or rather was there
just no change in
the status of
our minds
like a craving
it comes and goes
leaving you crippled
in its wake

Nothing Comes Easy

lights, they flash
as the siren blares
warning people
of your entrance

going around a corner
its dark, cant see
danger waits
for those who seek it

nothing but a fantasy
left for the screen
or words that
form into plots

aroma fills your head
tells you when
they shall be done
to await the plate

nothing but noise
fills the factory
for that all necessary
fuel that fills you

this cant be spotted
not in the future
or rather not
a daily routine

the snapping stops
the actions; time
left to be seen
through a window

later to be viewed
by those who enjoy
the art that makes
up the life all around

accept it, live by it
hide it i shall not
embrace it, live by it
that is what i shall do

Forgotten Feelings

a moment alone
a moment in time
a being, an individual
taken from us
scaring us back to
what we hide as real

so white it can be

molding it to what you want

it falls from the heavens above

to grace our presents

hiding, dodging

displaying the ways we hide

shoving it aside and covering it

with the ways we want

stop, can you feel it

cant you feel them looking

the way they stare

putting pressure upon our lives

squeezing us into a mold

forming us into the same

expecting us to follow

the ways They want

it wont, shall not work

for the way we should be

dies within these years

and becomes forgotten

show the cause

unveil true problems

that reside in us

as a whole

speak out

is what we're doing false

or is it just falling apart

was it destined to fail or

was there a hand in it

a blockade

refusing to let us pass

take what you can

don't look back

the fallen bridge

is done with

it sits on my shoulders

weighing me down

bearing down on me

it's always reminding me

of what, who i am

hiding myself to be true

but true bay be false

and the false that has become

is forcing to the surface

to become itself, to make truth

no longer may the hidden lie waiting

consuming my thoughts

it creates war and

makes my body

tremble with anticipation

of the possible outcomes

that shall follow

only one path

it may choose

to flow upon

which one is uncertain

honesty can't look

you in the face

while secrets stare

you in the eyes

i want change

but can not find it

my hands are empty

unable to grasp

the confusion that

my mind leaks

it can not be found

darkness enshrouds

my thoughts

and closes in

fight back i must

to persevere and

come out on top

to reveal who

lays inside this

now empty shell

what was once ecstasy

is now darkness

the sun shines no more

and is covered

by clouds of sorrow

Idle Power

people's blood leaving them in rivers

gouging at the landscape

forcing it to tare apart to

make room for the extra material

canyons and valleys form in the wake of these rivers

when shall they stop growing

when shall the source of the blood heal

will it ever end

the healing in which we all seek

shall never come

the blood continues to flow

bringing change upon the world

until we can see ourselves as we are

holding true to the idle thoughts

that scourer our minds

Lost in Confusion

how do you tell someone their meaning to you

the power that they give you when your weak

the laughter you seek when you cant see but dark

these feeling inside cant be expressed by

the creations of our mouth

memories shared from two different perspectives

hold such meaning to one another

how do you find the true passions of one

hidden by the keeper they stay within

blocked by the outside, secret to those who they reflect upon

can you see it in their eyes as it's reflected off the tears that fall

ways of discovery call for means of discussion of truth

talk of secrets are to be pulled out for all to see

The Left Out Trail

inhabitants of the rock on which we live on

changing their minds on what is right and what is wrong

confusing all of the others not knowing the correct way

we soon accept the road that has been paved for us

a road, a path that acts as blinders deceiving us from what is real
we stay upon this route until we can learn to be ourselves

enabling us to break free and tunnel through the carnage

searching for our destination that we ourselves don't even know

all we do know of is the light that we all begin with

a light that is taken away from us as we age

holding onto this light with all you strength is what you should do

let nothing take it from you and stand strong with it

relishment of what is

is there a problem with my thoughts? or can it just be that the only reason why we can all get along is because we are brainwashed into thinking that? making us think that we can work together is there cover up. a huge cover up to hid and mask what they don't want us to see. and what we see is only the tip of the iceberg. there is so much more to be seen underneath it all. with some work it may be found out what they are in fact doing while we all sleep in our warm beds at night. the truth is that not all of us sleep at the same time. some of us stay up and see the things that happen in the dead of night. the levels in which we understand things changes as we see things in different manners. they may think that the dark of the night covers up what they don't want to be seen but it doesn't always work that way. remember someone is always going to be watching so the phrase "in secret" is now only a phrase that has been terminated by the power that in which we are ruled throughout or daily lives. so watch your backs, talk lightly and stay true to those that would stand by you side in great times of need.