young

Tied to a tree

a child none the less
stuck here frozen in time,
growing are all the rest

Berries

Take a sip of my Bitter Juice,
just one taste will do it all.
Then lie here next to me,
in my constitutional grave.

just a little something to think about

A dull moan sighs thick through the fog
as the ferry slowly aches over the ocean's tired waves.
A long pause awaits before we step off of the boat.
Everything drags here, as if life was put on hold.
As if time has been halted, and we drag on, in this mass of time pulled into a single moment.
The moon's light doesn't even bear down on us anymore. You just see the white, and notice nothing. Its rays never glow. Now as I think of this, and step down on the creaky stairs leading onto the deck, and I see you looking. It takes a moment for you gaze to reach mine. Though you are looking, a small pause awaits before I actually see your eyes, your pupils. Your face is worn, ragged and left unshaven. As a soft wind blows through the air, your hair is ruffled. You turn away, and the darkness of your stare goes on.

~The footsteps of a stranger remain, they mold into the life left behind, into the air that sits still. They hold each second into their soles, and press them to the rotten wood. Only that sound stays, as all others die away.

Shadows

This is just a random thought, but did you ever wonder about shadows? During the day we are almost always accompanied by a shadow, our own shadow. I guess you could say that the shadow is a part of us. And at night we have no shadow, so maybe at night, we are the shadows, as someone else lives the life of us. And maybe, just maybe, at night our subconscious lives as us in a world of other other peoples minds, as their actual people trail behind. And maybe we are the subconscious mind right now, maybe our human is sleeping, and we really aren't what we think. Maybe we aren't really us, we are just what we think is us. And our lives aren't real, just a figment of our imagination. Maybe we are just shadows of ourselves. maybe we really are just someone else's mind and thoughts, maybe we have no meaning whatsoever, and everything in our brain, is just controlled by the human we belong to. And maybe they aren't even human at all. And if that was true, each subconscious person would be living a different life basedon the persons thoughts we are derived from, which would mean no one existed and we were just living in someone's made up dream world. And if that were true, we wouldn't be real at all. And everything we did and thought, would all be someone else's dream. We would be fake. And maybe if we were actually human, every dream or thought we had would be true. Every person we think woudl be living in our thoughts, and they wouldn't even know it. And maybe that imagionary person has thoughts about people. And that person has thoughts too. Maybe this is all a bunch of thoughts from one persons brain that have created what we think is life, and maybe is in it's own way. Maybe the one person that thought this up was God. And he thought up Earth, and Humans, and life. And in that case, we are all God's shadows, which means we are a part of him. So we are all in fact connected to God. which would also mean that we are also a part of eachother on some subconcious level giving all humans a connection. And maybe one day we will realize that connection which will solve all problems and answer every question by peicing together the origins of our universe and establishing the meaning of life into every one of us. That, I beleive, is the true maening of a shadow.

Truth

You wrap around me in the dead of night,
like a ghost's whisper

Endings

Take another breath,
Oh please don't die

Don't

Don't burn me baby
with that torch in your hands
and that flame in your heart
don't burn me baby

Don't cut me honey
with those piercing dark eyes
and the blade in your stare
don't cut me honey

Don't leave me lover
with the soles of your feet
and the back of your back
don't leave me lover

Don't kill me sugar
leave a living life
with that shining smile
don't kill me sugar

Don't love me sweetie
take your palm from my cheek
with your soft honey arms
don't love me sweetie

Don't step on a soul
as you walk out the door
leaving me behind