Blistered Subconscious

I hate you, hate you, hate you!
I hate you, love you, I hate you!

I hate you becomes I love you.
I hate you because I love you.

And I hate you because I hate to,

Maybe I love you because I hate you,

Or maybe I see me.

How could I hate someone else,
Who is showing me myself?

How could I hate someone I am,
Used to, and destined to be?

How could loving you, teach me to love me?

Serious Matters

Laugh until the pain is funny.
Laugh with tears of milk and honey.

Laugh at this joke we call a dream.
Laugh until thrown stones turn to steam.

Laugh until there is nothing left to prove.
Laugh until the oceans quake and mountains move.

Laugh 'till the babies swim through space.
Laugh in the sun's smiling face.

I'll laugh until the comets bleed.
I'll laugh 'till we're chopped down by the trees.

I'll laugh at nonsense induced highs.
I'll laugh at hellos, until goodbyes.

Legal Tender: For All Debts, Public or Private

Money is the root of all evil I've seen.
Money is the reason.

Money is the reason we can't trust politicians,
Money is the reason,
The powers make corrupts decisions.

Money is why when you call,
I don't pick up the phone.

Money is why I'll never have a family,
Or home.

Money is the reason she married you.

Money is all your kids saw when they buried you.

Money is the reason I'll never go to church,
Love of God is priceless, the truth, it hurts.

Money is the motivation of scarcity.

Money is a factor of why all aren't free.

Money is the reason we don't respect the land,
Money is the nail that pierced my hand.

Money is why I feel, I'm better than you.

Money will never care what you did or do.

Money is why we live,
Money is why we die,
Money will eventually set fire to the sky.

you.

Don't know what to do with you.

Warmth-on-a-cold-day,
Sweet-in-a-bitter-world,
For reasons unknown,
Metamorphs into...
"Bear-trap-girl"

Current battle:
"Stay away from me"
VS
"gazing frostbitten window to see..."

you.

Maybe She'll Reconsider

My dreams of you,
They last too long.
My goodnight's lullaby,
And daytime song.

My tired eyes,
Thick with depress,
Your head will lie,
Far from my chest.

Often time,
Escape, from think.
By aspiration,
Of my next drink.

dang(er)

Soft hands and smirks,
They say all is fine,
A lifted eyebrow,
Says "You,
Are
Mine."

The mirror says,
It's all in your mind,
Bliss can be false,
Don't waste your time.

Life is surreal...


Death is sublime...

Sinking...

Struggling,
Quicksand,

Searching for a branch,
Rope.
Something.

Pleeeeeeeeeeease...

I cant do this...
Temptation...

Unsure if...
Temptress?
Maybe...

Play me?
Game me?

Is quicksand that clever?

Medusa.

Eyes.
Look right through me.

So softly,
Turn me into...

Petrified.

Yet I place her on a pedestal,

Siren.
Singing.
Sing me.
Closer...

Harmony,
I can't...

Bad.

This.
Will.
End.
Bad...

Medusa the Siren,
Stands on a rock in the midst,
Of quicksand.

Struggling,
Petrified,
Bad.

She is...
So...
Bad for me.

The Man Who Laughs To Himself

Somethings a man just,
Probably shouldn't see,
But if I hadn't saw,
Then I couldn't be me.

Things and time change,
Ideals,
Rearrange,
All that hasn't killed me,
Has only made me strange,

...And distant.
Something to add?
Well I missed it.

Trying to find the time,
To escape from my mind.

Must Find Broom

My life has become,
A floor covered in flower petals,

She loves me,
She loves me not.

I get bored with love,
Then I need it right on the spot.

Does it make me weaker or stronger,
I can never tell.

Money has made my love muddy.

What could stoke the fires,
In the cold heart of a man?

I just ponder what I really need.

Flannel Sheets

Her eyes,
They're just eyes,
And that's just a nose,
And those...

I suppose...
Are lips.

Why does she...
Do this,
To me?

But she doesn't,
(Ha) Cause logically...

It's all in my head.

All in my mind.

Still, Love's true value,
I'm trying to find.

unexpression

Ideas squandered,

And lost due to fear,

Stillborn from the mouth,

If only all could hear.

Her Name Is...

Emptiness,

Abyss.

Nothing left,

Only fear of death.

She begs nonverbally,

To be understood...

She sits so lonely,

Longing,

Staring out into that emptiness,

That abyss,

Her eyes whisper,

"will you too reject me?

Will you live...

To regret me?"

All she is, 

Is natural to you and to me,

The end of all, 

And yet we flee...

Myself Beside

Headache.

Talking to myself in circles.

Drunken with melancholy.

Face,

Head,

Neck,

Soul...

All itching.

Itching with anger,

Helplessness,

Fighting tears,

Fighting shards of tears,

That tear,

At my face.

Wish I was strong enough,

To throw a car into orbit.

Emotion,

Conflicting energy,

Leap like lightning from my forehead.

Just got some bad news.

No Space for Time

I just want to know the truth,
For myself.
I want to live true life,
Like there is nothing else.

There is no space for time,
And it will take eternity for truth to find.

Red Bath

So infinitesimal.

Down to the largest decimal.

I sit in the tub,

Relax under the red light.

Under dark night.

At least the water is warm...

I pause.

I am so thankful...

The water is warm.

Comfort.

But is that the point?

All is relative to one's comfort?

No one man is an island,

Yet can a man be a planet?

It makes sense to the masses,

To the religious,

And money classes.

But not to me.

My prayer is that,

This life learns to make more sense.

Because I'm bored.

And I've had enough of this.

Shattered Clarity

Like spiritual shards of glass,

Embedded into my skull,

I broke the ceiling of the truth...

But at what cost?

What is liberation's true price?

Is it the slavery to a cause?

Can a slave ever find fulfillment?

Can a slave ever find freedom?

Could someone help me...

Help me to clean up this glass?