Monday, June 11, 2012

Why, oh Why?


It is hard to find anything to be itself, its original self
People always trying to be something else
Unsatisfied with what they have or were given
But then…When one reaches what they wanted,
Tis not enough, a higher level must be reached.

People never satisfied trying to change their image
But is there something that is pleased with oneself?
Not trying to change look and shape…
Yes, there is in fact.
It would be the heavens.

Not the spiritualistic ones, but the space.
The galaxies, planets, and stars. 
The stars are exampled in this.
They have their shape, image in the sky.
Projected for all to see, and they are confident in their appearance,
They do not shift stars trying to form other…things.

Humans are given examples, yet they ignore….still.

Tranquil or Terror?


Tranquil or Terror?
Slumber…
You slip the bonds of this life, for a moment...
To find yourself in another one
Yet, how does this one differ from the next?

You dream…
Fabulous thoughts, and terrifying nightmares
But people go back for more…
Not having any security going into this realm.

Why go back?
Why risk it?
Is this hypocrisy...
Or madness?

Everyone
Every night
they go back for...
The assurance of the tranquility of terror.

More


Why do I try my best if there is no effect?
It can never seems to turn out correct,
People always seem to expect

More.

But yeah its gonna be ok
Were all gonna laugh at this one day
Dont let the people of today
Force you into the next without a say.

To Meet Yourself


To Meet Yourself
You go through your day
It repeats, day after day
Doing your duties, and never stopping
Taking a moment to revaluate.

But when you do finally find this time,
You will be very surprised to find…
That you are not as you remember
Letting everything out, you meet Yourself

You have changed
You love and hate differently then you remember
You have new thoughts and ideas that you cannot remember thinking
You have met Yourself

They Do Not Search But Only Look


They Do Not Search But Only Look
The people only see the obvious 
There is no figuring of the situation,
No asking of questions
They think it strange, because they believe what they have is the normal,
The level to try to reach.

It is hurt,
And sadness felt
He is not jealous, but just more of a wishing for...
But he does not want pity, no, what he wants is….
The memories

But as they peer in they do not see what is truly going on
What is having to be lived with, or put up with...
They can mock and point,
But if they had what he was with…
They would not only apologize, they would weep. 

Nightmare


Is a nightmare really that bad?
 How do we know? 
People always wake-up screaming 
to early to find out the end. I have heard the expression “don't judge a book by its cover”, and I believe this to be true. This statement means judging the book after you have read it!  I would never judge you until I actually knew you, so why not do this with a nightmare? Also the nightmare you never finished, could have changed your life...It’s like that kid in the corner, you don’t know if they could be your best friend until you try talking to them.
Isn’t a nightmare a friendly hand to hold?

Missing


Missing
Life is like a puzzle
You never have all the…
Pieces.