interesting thoughts

interesting thought i had today...

i had heard that in modern times when one dies,
people contact them by messaging their facebook.

so when you die you become your facebook profile.
(this is what i imagine hell being like)

but my quandary with this is what about the people who are only doing things on facebook,
and therefore are their facebook profile...
do those people count as living?
are they immortalizing themselves?
or are we limiting ourselves?

holy fuck shots

back to the basics

cant wake up 

cant wake up

where has my conscience gone

it seem so far

but then again 

that is the way dreams are

cant wake up

must wake up

though i think i speak

i am but lost again

slumber prevails

secrets held in my brain

i cant wake!

wake me up!

radical opinions and ideas float through

as my station begins to melt sending me to the large horizon where no man should e'er dare enter 

For this is his layer 

the layer of your inner demons 

he tortures you with your favorite things in life because he holds them all

...

now...

i cant sleep

god damn insomnia 

intruding my brain

like a virus

and i'm going insane

eyes RED

feel like the walking dead

summer

loss of communication
waves in my brain
can't do this again
where must my emotions go
if my sleeve is not a fitting place?
I'm stuck in this rut
hoping soon I'll get out
beyond all reason
I am reaching all my doubts

if only, if only
I knew your pretty face
so strange and foreign
as the scent of your lace
acquainted for so long
yet my perceptions so wrong
who are you again?
rise only to fall
hoping soon that you'll call
the only question left is when

the futures past may be the present

Holy shit
I'm done again
sexual frustration
goes through my brain
where to go from here
what the fuck have I done so far
if I'm supposed to be a seer
why has my whole world gone dark?

I entertain ideas
ones that I should not
but it's almost certain
they will remain thought
as the lot aught
the tiny things become huge
everything against me
my face a violent rouge
kick back
my flight pursuit strong
of all the knowledge I've obtained
I'll never truly know what's wrong

title new, all for you

in and out
following doubt
fail to tell your friends you love them
but they know you do
hoping things get better
but theres nothing for you to prove
when i lose someone in my life
i quickly gain someone new
i lost someone unimportant
and now i've gained you
you appear to be
as scared as i am
i wish i could just come out and say it
but im not a blunt person
i like you i love you
you are always on my mind
now you pay me visits
sending my soul to fly

is this realm real?

is this realm real?
the "M" will tell the difference
young old but nothing between
judging by your distance
try too hard and you get nothing
try to little and get overwhelmed
try just enough
conclusions reaching tough
wishing your life was filmed

blind

jumble my mind
so feirce in the dark
who am i
but a leaf fallen on bark
we start
not too near
go ahead
the road is clear
there are dips and dives
corners you wont expect
listen for cars
don't leave the roads unchecked
carve
scrub speed
go fast
dark spot ahead
your friend yells out
"close your eyes" he says
faith your turns
trust and apply
hold on tight
and hope you don't die

too many words for so much to say

i let the memories flow today
but then again
in an unusual way
the good floats in
no bad right now
soak in the sin
me and my kin
we ride and fly
high up
on cloud nine
ask me how i am
i will say fine
ups downs
relative in nature
realize the bad is coming
tackle head on
get through
and enjoi the little things
your life is too short to suck

new host

miles ago we went to to shore, devising our wicked plans
showing the world what were made of
long ago you left so sudden, not meeting my demands
an idiot i was we fit together like a glove
we are but children, the rest of our lives
an undying connection, we are all one
I've had my fill of them, dulled down knives
half-wits in oblivion, i know they aren't done

so nor will i be...

a thousand times

a thousand times
i write the same old thing
i miss you so much
a literal sting

i dont know if you like me
i dont know if you will even say yes
it scares me so much
i laugh at rejection
these people don't mean shit
and i long for your touch

today i think
my black balloon will fly
but this time
it wont be flying by

im grabbing ahold and saying hello
going somewhere wonderful
until my hand loses grip
and i fall to my death
land happy under it all

a thousand times
i write the same old thing
but i write them for you
with the untold name

i miss you.

why dont i have the courage?
to say what ive wanted to for years
just some simple little words
and wash away all my fears

i divulge in all these lies
still go back to you
why do i wait around
when i know what i must do?

maybe i'm worried
that you're just like the rest
i cant be sure
there is no test

some point in my life
i will tell you how i feel
i pray its not too late
i hope you know my thoughts are real
i hope i fall right into fate

i try so hard every time i see you
you still seem the same
pipe dreams of you knowing how i feel
but i wont tell your name

obvious hints
only you understand
i guess i failed
in what i had planned

i need to be straight foreward
i need to speak the truth
i need to wait
i'm afraid you'll spook

all the times
i've done stupid things
to make you think less of me
all the rhymes
in my mind
tell me that you should be free
whatever that means...

lost in translation

The conversations around me
All created by white noise
I swear I’m hearing words
I swear its someone’s voice

But nobody is around…

I’m around, I’m around, I’m around
But all these voices are me
Trying to explain my case
With none here to see

So I wake from my sleep…

Unfold and cascade
My mind ever spotless
Lost in translation
Yet you tell me you got this

Somehow I know you don’t…