The trees on my street have started to weep

They are sad for the souls who died from deceit

They are tired of the lies

and weeds

that grow with them to no wits end

The trees all cry with them

The clouds in the sky

all say their goodbyes

and move to a better life

But the trees, the trees are stuck there envious of that life

The trees see it all from life to death

from start to finish

but never get their way

They grow and grow

and become a home

until the end of their days

But they become strong,

string enough to bear it all with every swaying branch

But through it all they never falter in their wind drawn trance

And without a doubt the trees on my street have started to weep

Because they long to see the end of the week

Your words of silken tongue

Entrance me evermore

Through every born revelation

I close the gap of heavens door

Each conversive transaction

Blasted to fractions

By the second

For when I long to call you a kindred spirit

Be it by picture or by lyrics

I long for your kindred spirit

My visage of you tho full of holes

Is shaped in gold

As I await the thrilling stories yet to be told

Dreams of music flow through me

like beauty.

Excuse me

im struck with chivalry

like romeo meets juilet

minus the bigotry

fire flies triumphant like exotic lies each one grand like a symphony

At times I feel dismissive

Cold

Calm

unpermissive

Days can go by and I see them different

A callous on my soul

A chill runs down my spirit

You hear it?

Could of sworn it sounded like me not giving a shit

But I do tho...

Just not about what you think

If for a second I feel you about to sink I'll come running

It won't be funny

At the drop of a hat id set the world a burning.

But you don't need that

You need a wall to shield you when the heavens come crashing down

An umbrella to block the rain pouring into your life

Most times

You just need a friend

But I'll be damned if that's me

See

One strike

Is an opportunity

Two is consistency

And three gives me four reasons to not want to see you five times out of the week

There Are four letters in love

but none of them are u

What we had were two kids who didn't know that one of them wanted to eat the heart of the other

congrats tho sweetheart

You left us both heartless

Heartless

Broken battered

Screaming ant what ever deity we thought mattered

To fix the clangs

The crashes

The clatters

To bring back the sun you stole from me

The vacant memories running on empty because you filled all of them

The matress you and my former best friend ruined

The birthdays I wanted to spend with you

The moment of passion that was my first kiss

The nights of terror comforting you from your demons

That creep in

Deep in

To say that I loved you would be undeniable truth

But those times are buried right where my heart is

And I love you isn't true for me anymore

It was light’s touch that made life’s first spoken word laughter.

The silence that followed was bliss forever after.

The doves above the world fall there of,

to which we see the mark of an alcove.

Ashes to ashes and dawn to dusk is the way the universe works.

Trust.

Mountains wave as the oceans weep, with their twisted spirits woven from lights brittle creak.

Starlight star bright found its soul etched on the moon tonight.

Dreamed of it one day and didnt give up the fight.

Now its marked as a legend

and the cosmos feels just right

If the moon is confused

How could you not be too?

My muse

How still and brilliant

Strong but shimmering

Vast contrasts to Midnight’s peak

Bleak

Brake now on Sol’s stunning Ray

And come back to me at the end of my days

Your fist grows higher through the skies salute me with every passing month

And drop away with the hint of sorrow

Sweet muse

I’ll see you again tomorrow

Shadows be

the light of means

The end of night

But death's dark dreams

The flow of soil secreted off soliloquies of solid sympathizers

Sweet words for sunken souls

Silhouette vast and silent

Blanket my vision

Ebb and flow

Duck and roll

As the night howls for Midnight's toll

See me as i am

Scarred and battered

A body not broken

But boasting of championships

Won from heart ache

Awards for never being enough

Accolades of average indifference

Unknown to those who choose not to see it

Im still fighting for my superbowl ring.

I want it.

I crave it.

I need to know that im still worthy of love...

Even if its not from you....

I cant settle for second place in this...

Because the prize is knowing it was worth the struggle being here

Through drought and famine.....

My hunger panes remind me where I stand in my life.

Lost

Confused

Growing.

I'm wadin in a pit of my sorrows looking for a life line I know isn't there

For no reason other than the fact that you can't be on both sides of a rope when you play tug of war with your sanity

But it was in there that I survived

Thrived

Toughed it through

Natural disasters

old history hurricanes

Emotional body blow for earthquakes

Too soon tsunamis

Tearful tornados

And wild love wildfires

The pit was sanctuary

The disillusioned fever dream that kept me from disolving in the darkness I dwelled in

That and a fuckton of weed

But I did it

Against all odds I fought the fears

Made some friends

Shed some tears

Gathered memories that lasted years

And made my self in an image that will last for years

The pit protected me

Up until I no longer needed it

And when it was time to come out I no longer looked for a life line

I took the stairs