Allow me

we breathe
we smile
we love
we laugh
we run
we stand
we hurt
we believe
now allow me to re introduce this.

Life is too short
life is too precious
life is what we are given on a daily
we appreciate it
we play around
but we know it's worth
and then WE BREATHE.

It takes a lot to keep it
even when your heart and mind is against it
even when the world is heavy
your worries weary
you take it in
and do the best thing that will keep you sane
with only a couple of muscles
what do we do?
WE SMILE.

We question its existence
we have all the why's in question
the feeling indescribable
blood flow uncontrollable
heartbeats unstable
mind playing tricks
we all think its a pit hole
but we all go through it
yes, WE LOVE.

Excitement controls us
it lets us be us
the words spoken that will leave you in shock
the mind tickles
when the hands are out of sight
at the top of our lungs
in screams
out of dreams
when it eases the pain
WE LAUGH.

We all go through this
we all feel the pain
the loop hole we seek
the passage to get through
when it's too much to bare
we care not to stay
so WE RUN.

At the end of it all
we all individuals
we all have dreams
we all have things to do
when you think you are flat out
when you think the punches have you
when you think you are being tested
what do we do?
WE STAND
and we stand tall.

The heart will bleed at times
no words would describe
no person will understand
no room will be big enough
we blame in direction
we never see the light
but we understand the pain
even when it cannot be sane
WE HURT.

We trust in what we know
the power to get through
the strength to carry on
the faith that cannot be seen
the light that's shining dim
through a world that has no peace
we always find a spot to ease
we always do
we always get through
because WE always BELIEVE.

when we breathe, we breathe in hope to smile,
we love the people that makes us laugh,
even when we run, we run to a position were we can stand,
stand tall against all the hurt, because we believe.

This is war

this is war
we fight for sanity
we fight for stability
walls will contest
while you mentally protest
taking a journey through time
to mobilize ones mind

this is war
one of the kind
split time in search
for one thing you will never find

this is war
we fight for love
we fight for peace
we fight to be heard
and we fight to be seen

this is war
time will not show you
time will not save you
time will only remind you
that time is the only thing that has power to lead you

this is war
the pictures are not clear
there's nothing digital
it is growth that stalls us
maturity that controls us
technology that proves to us

this is war
we will fight to the bitter end
we will fight to understand the beginning
we will fight to make meaning of this war
the rotation of the earth will not define
the galaxies will not be clear
as we all fear
the writings on each wall
we try to decipher

this is war
be it physically
be it mentally
be it emotionally
be it you or be it me

this is war
it sucks you dry
burns you within and leaves your soul dry
weakness will test you as you keep on
contemplating the procedure
what we do is try
we are interconnected
as we all drink from a pool of opportunity.

this is war
this is war

in my head

I wrote you a poem
in my head I saw you smile
I saw the beauty of your soul
I wrote you a poem
it had no words but filled with thoughts
I felt you smooth
even the edges that had no sight
I wrote you a poem
I could see your blood flow
feel your heart beat
these thoughts we symbols
I wrote you a poem
in my head

the meaningless talks I had with myself
running around brain cells
every molecule of me in search
I wrote you a poem
I don't know how will you know
because these are just thoughts
while I was writing I was looking at you
your eyes shined so bright
I could see your retina shift
I wrote you a poem
in my head

i'm looking for ways to put this to life
i'm looking for ways to internally rip you
as you already ripped me apart
all my heartbeats are slow
because you're busy taking over
I wrote you a poem
though there's a wall between us
I took a tour inside you
in need of your core
I wrote you a poem
my veins are blocked
my heart is skipping a beat
in my head

there are no words here
there's no proper meaning
because I wrote you a poem
nothing is in its place
my whole being is shifted
I wrote you a poem
it is a quest
and not a question
while I keep writing
while I still crack my brain with thoughts
I keep at it
I enjoy it
I love it
and I stopped questioning it
in my head

I wrote you a poem
and I know one day you will know of it
one day you will feel my heart beat inside of yours
I will not stop
it's not a choice but a blessing
I wrote you a poem
a poem without words
just filled with thoughts
I wrote you a poem
and I know you will want to read it
but because I wrote it on my wall
you will have to infiltrate my soul
in my head

every word
every syllable
every sentence
every phrase
just speaks to you from inside me
I wrote you a poem
I wrote it in thoughts
just to see your soul smile
just to feel your heart beat close
just to let you know
in my head

I wrote you a poem
while you were away I took the liberty
I took to myself to do this
I made it work
I wrote you a poem
in my head.

in my head

when you leave

when you feel the deep thoughts
the motion of it leaving your body
who am I to question?
who am I to think that it matters?

the deepness of it all squanders beliefs
the heart beat is slow
the mind sees better
while the heart is trying to feel

I can feel you rip out of my rib
piercing through it all
molecules search to mend
listen and listen well
the world is cruel
the mind knows
but the heart still wants to believe
the power of it all rests in you

even when I feel you leave
I try to keep you around
try to keep you in me
I feel less mature
because it still speaks
yes my heart speaks
and while that happens my soul burns
all this is internal
because externally we cannot show

we become slaves to our own minds
our own hearts tortures us
we seek for words to stabilize
the blood flow is fast

I will read this again and I will still question
I'll still need something to hold on to
when you leave in that speed
you leaving me burning inside
volcanic lava flowing through my head
burning my thoughts

when you're leaving my body
leave it intact
there is no repair center for such
and time will not make it easy either.

ahhhh

feel the beat
feel the heat

the wind blowing in your face
the height we jump
we seek for stability
the connection to keep intact

we grow, we all stand
time stands still
we listen to the click

we listen to the tic
and at times we miss the toc

we write on invisible walls
because we fear the walls we have
we shift blame
but we still feel the burden

if the motion is not moving forward
then you are to blame
if the direction is given
and the choice is clear
embrace the fear
attack the pain, use a spear

feel different
let it be different

BIT by BIT

bit by bit it drifts
slow movements in separate directions
the mind will only think
the eyes will only see
the heart will only feel
the motion is in question
the drifting as it is real

bit by bit it drifts
the power is lost
the belief is blur
in every little step
the body shuts down
the heat within is exposed
pains beneath ones feet
when the ground is slippery

bit by bit it drifts
it is blank
it is hollow
it is sad as it is real
words do matter
actions will only speak
time will only tell
but the motion will still be in motion

bit by bit it drifts
there will be a place to settle
there will be a height to reach
though mental starvation is there
the need to feed is nowhere
inspiration is a battle
excitement would be better
norms are stable
but the motion will change that

bit by bit it drifts
it's in age that the sight is far
maturity makes you see
that what the motion does is tear
ok I get it, now it is clear
regardless of any effort
when the motion is fate
the speed will increase
and by the time you realize
the time will be lost
the separation would be clear
the drifting would have taken it's course

bit by bit it drifts
yes it drifts...