Butterflies of youth become a stomach turn in fear to feel again

dreaming becomes a fool's laugh to no more than a sometimes-hope, and

when everything feels THIS good you find yourself saddened

waiting for life's inevitable crash when there is no real "happily ever after"

like a child of lost innocence

Relinquished myself as captive,

the handcuffs dig deeper drawing blood

dripping like teardrops from your lack of words

As the explosions of Armageddon wave around us, deafening

Shove my face into the dirt beneath your boot, I smile

At least a reaction, disregarding the pain

Violent outbursts of light flash rapidly

Before the darkness of peace

like falling asleep

The tattered man sat

Asking for work- not money

I spared a few smokes

He lost his home to

the storm swallowing in-lands

waiting on FEMA

Another warned him

he'd get arrested simply

for sitting outside

A business looking

guy asked for a cigarette

before I could move

the homeless guy handed one

those with less always give more

You message me from no where

I'm lost to what you want, or why

it still makes my heart race just to know you thought of me

You got yourself into some trouble again, and

just like that you're gone again

I have loved you before time begun

I shall love you past it's end

without substance, beyond reason

I will simply love you without condition

The stream of time trickles to the river

What ripples do we send to adjoin the now and after

Is de-ja-vu but a notice

that we repeat the same time and again

or is it the knowing that we're choosing the same paths

can we change what will become of us?

This election is an entire joke for the amusement of people pulling puppet strings and our votes don't really matter. Who cares who the face is? Neither should represent our country- and yet here we are with confetti e-mails about Benghazi let alone endangering secrets of our country and let's not forget "Haha how funny is rape of a 12 year old even though I pretend I give half a fuck in public". Then there's a candidate only even considered because he has the money to advertise, so over-inflated with his business ability he thinks representing a country works the same. "Yes Mexico, build a wall and pay for it or you're fired. China you're fired even though I outsource to you and will do so behind everyone's back to save a dollar and slack on taxes because I can."

After the damage we've done to relations with other countries can you imagine how badly this will turn out no matter who wins? The senate and congress are like pre-paid phone cards by corporations who cover only their own interests to be promoted. For FUCKS SAKE we're trying to take MORE LAND from Native Americans, but OH NO it's SUCH a huge problem that people from other places are coming in? I'd never judge a book by a cover but you know in the refugees some crazy ass terrorist could have their kid suicide bomb guards. FUCK WAR AND BLOOD FOR OIL then dropping our vets off to become homeless alcoholics. RESPECT to them, FUCK how they're treated. Fuck that they WANTED to do right and have to follow orders to keep profits rolling for the politicians with the corps dick up their asses. They have us almost to a race war ONLY because they want to DIVIDE US. THINK, every politician seems to take both sides when it comes to the nitty gritty don't they. "Oh yes, cops should protect themselves but unarmed kids or profiling is totally wrong." Playing both sides so we don't see through it to the REAL issues and stand together because our generation could OWN THEM IF WE DID. Too many hypocrites wanting fame like a dog begging for a bone as shamelessly as youtube video drunk nights for attention. What happened to peace and love? Oh yeah, they shot Kennedy. He didn't fit their nice little "Fuck them all and make money" incentives I suppose.

You know what else? I'M ALSO a hypocrite, because giving up my individuality, taking the color strip out of my hair and dressing like a good sheep to look for a job that 60 hours a week barely pays the rent and almost EVERYTHING I OWN is thanks to China - I'm PRETTY DAMN OWNED. There are countries without drinkable water dying without cheap, simple meds or basic healthcare giving birth walking MILES to hospitals if they CAN- but no, let's spend a fuck ton on war for oil and power. We're doomed to destroy ourselves like anthills in the sand- then at the end no one knows either was ever even there. We're not even NUMBERS to the big corps, we're the little fractions they never even put in their pie charts.

I suppose what I'm saying is, I don't want either of them. THEY WILL NOT BE MY PRESIDENT. I don't care if you're purple, worship a telephone pole and are

attracted to invisible aliens of all genders- if you don't harm anyone

you don't deserve harm. GIVE PEACE AND FIND HAPPINESS, it really IS that simple. You don't have to like or participate in what you don't agree on- simply ACCEPT and be accepted.

The gavel bang a gunshot to the soul

when your voice no longer matters

Iron beds, rusty shower heads

Moments, hours, days...

They all blend into one, the final freedom

contrived by a confused crowd of strangers

the very moment your life shall end, definite-

All they wondered was how long it would take

to acquiesce the case so they may get on with their evenings

of dancing and sweet margaritas that I shall never taste upon my lips

If must I be condemned to die-

What granted but only one final meal?

As if it could replace my stolen time...

I dared of someday sky diving, white water rafting

seeing the eloquence of mountains once more

All the roads untraveled... now but daydreams in a cage

Stripped of my clothes, an identity bland

engagement ring thrown in a basket-

a rose budding- sliced off before blooming

I would have worn a white veil, simple in spring,

Watch children grow, and their own growing old with

the love of my life, rocking chairs and sunsets behind

a white picket fence, now...

Condemned to naught but these white washed walls...

How I miss the colors, how I wish

I could see a rainbow just once more

beneath this blanket as grey and bleak as the verdict

while another walks free with all the possibilities

drawing more breaths than I ever shall

No beauty in finality, no goodbyes of a family

ostracized from, for their own beliefs as

the media wants the fire of destruction,

playing out to pay their rent

as juicing grapefruit and leaving the pulp

a mush of bland, tasteless scraps

to be tossed away...

Moment after moment, doomed to counting down time

Will I fly away at the end? Feel life leaving my body?

Is there more? Will I be cycled again and again

in this same unfair life, a de-ja-vu?

Is this justice for some other life I fail to recall?

Will it burn as the poison ends the flow of my veins?

My only legacy knowing that the truth

may never be known- or known too late,

too late, for me...