Synaesthetic Poet. Writer.

I love this little world I built

Where no one can give me the answers

Except me

Where I see with the utmost clarity

Where I am virtually invisible

Where I am infinite

Where versions of myself multiply

Where my visions expand

Where I am source

The right thing

Or the wrong thing

Maybe it was just the thing

You wanted at the time

—8 Fold Path

Karmically, it makes sense

That the very institution

That is designed to kill

Would kill

Our environment

And everyone would point fingers

To everywhere, except there

And swallow the false promises

Of freedom

And spit back up

“Thank you for your service,”

For 20 years

We have sacrificed the blood of our countrymen and women

And for what?

“For the women and children,”

Spits the media,

But how can a country

Sporting parades of pink pussy hats

Pretend like they prioritize that?

This is about the glory of the empire

And nothing else

Since the fall of Rome

There has been nothing new under the sun

How we blamed the other side

And brainwashed our youth

Into believing that they are the enemy

To justify an elitist game of croquet

How we watched as they hung a man

The scapegoat for 911

And nothing changed thereafter

How we demonized a flag

Representing no lesser evil

Than any flag as ever stood for

The killing machine

Does not even care about killing

It is indifferent

All of this sensationalization

Is nothing but a sales-tactic

And we bought it,

Like we always have

And always will

Sometimes I think I hate you

But I don’t think I even know you

I tired too get to know you

But you won’t look at me

I tried to see you differently

But you won’t see me

I wish there was something

I could do to help you

I tried but you only hurt me

I used to think you were boring

But now I think you’re just sad

I used to think you were the worst

But maybe you’re not so bad

I tried to help you,

I just hurt you

I only want to understand you

But I can’t stand you

Already exists inside of me.

—Strength

You were my only shot at freedom,

Thought you’d be a good time

But you’re no fun anymore

I can think of several other things

I’d rather do with my time

You were just a phase

But now you don’t phase me

You were everything I wanted

Until I had you right where I wanted you

Through a screen you looked so clean,

But you’re just mean

I should have known,

Should have known better

Guess I always knew,

Always knew better

Because once I got to know you

All the things I thought were proven true

And unlike you,

Being right doesn’t get me off quite right

No “I told you so,”

Think I’ll just go

Think I’ll just leave this here

Be prepared to kiss death

Like it’s not your fault

Because shes no fun anymore

Doesn’t want to play,

She just wants to score

Never take the blame

For anyone insane

Because that’s fucken lame

Yeah you’re so fucken lame

You said see my flames

But they all burnt out

I was looking for a good time

But I just had a bad time

I went looking in the wrong place

And here I’ve come,

Face to face

With fallen eyes

Because you’re no fun anymore

When I came back to you

I was only reaffirmed in my own beliefs

About leaving you in the first place

But I don’t want to be all by myself

I don’t want to be all alone

When I felt your touch

I was brought back to how broken I was

You always chopped me to pieces

You never brought me peace

I used to think you were the only way

I used to think I had to stay

I used to think you were better

Than me

When I looked into your eyes

I saw all of your lies

When I looked into your face

There was nothing for me there

That remained

But I don’t want to be all by myself

I don’t want to be alone

I will hang onto my soul

Even if it means solitude

I asked you why

You stopped talking to me

It took you a while but finally you said jealousy

And it’s hard for you to be around me

But I don’t understand

And I’m trying to

I guess sometimes

I don’t want to be around me, too

I’m not always the best company

I just never would have guessed the reason

Being envy

In my dreams you’re all dead

All covered in red

One through the windshield

One bleeding from her head

Off to jail I am lead

My insides filled with dread

Nothing for me lies ahead

I killed all my friends

I’m dead you’re all dead

Dreams more like nightmares instead

Drunk car crash in the end

With everyone except me

All dead

I’m left wishing I were them

Left wishing I were dead

Left wishing I were dead

Wishing I were dead

Never again,

I say

Never again

I pretend they’re all dead

So that I won’t bend

I’m dead you’re all dead

I need something powerful

To break me down

Until I’m nothing

My bones ground up

Into a fine white powder

The wind would carry my remains

Through the sky and over the sea

I would dissolve,

And the salt would become me

l would mineralize into immortality

I am what clings when water evaporates

I am what you need when all else fails

I am nothing without you,

How I’d cling to that line

Every time

I knew I wanted it on my shoulder blade

Because they always had my back

They were always on my side

But I couldn’t decide

On left or right