Blessings and Curses

I'm starting to realize freedom is a luxury
which can only be attained from self realization
and nothing is what it seems.
words without leverage mean nothing
so only time will tell
I'm different now because I'm older
and I claim nothing can hurt me.
but I know deep down
only something rare, meaningful, and profound
something a fool knows all too well.
something a young man can endure and get back on his feet.
something so sacred to be talked about,
if it doesn't mean anything....
time passes and flakes the whole
and I continue to search for the pieces
as long as I live.

Those we think of who are over us

There is a part of me that has never grown up,
it is the memory of hidden pictures I still wish to keep,
which holds the power to make me feel and nothing less.
Of timeless history, only one person knows about.
Where do they go when I go?
They become Powerless and go away too
Where does it all go?
This part of me that has never grown up
is like a sentence thought of too many times.

I think of you while you think of me

Sometimes I just can't help it.
Thinking that's life like my last,
memories that shaped me
from about a past dream, when I snored,
we kissed in the time
when we laughed.
I can only feel comfortable when
I do what it is I have to
make everything inside my life true.

Seclusion

The only thing that keeps me sane is a window.
Abandoned the art, divorced the world
and the people who do nothing but
criticize and do nothing. (for themselves)
as if they were getting paid to do so...
I left the crowd to go beyond them
I saw the art world and I saw nothing
I saw myself and I meant everything
I went out in my mind to explore
the definition of self
and there I found education, health, and understanding
to those who meant everything that left
I know why you had to
and I shall always love you wherever you go.
in memrry

I wanted to Love her

Sometimes what is untrue,
I wish I could undo,
I'm glad I never told her
because I didn't need to.
I can see how wrong I was
But .
we shall walk the path
In the time of my decision
I forgot what was
Truth, proof
fiction
and some other things too.
I know since love could ultimately destroy
ourselves.

Asleep

I knew if I ever said anything, it would have meant nothing.
If I knew it would have meant anything, it almost always never matters.
And that night I soon learned that you can’t win Honor, you can only loose it.
And that there is such thing as “too late”
And that you can only lose what is not yours.

how stories disappear for new ones

Let's not care
Let's not give a fuck
Because it's fun.

Let's just stare
Let's just bare
at the sun.

The sun is forever
and my life doesn't matter

Only to my son
will I look in his eyes
and know what luck means.