Death is a dear friend,
An undying lover, a fiend.
To some of us an inevitable end.
To others a chance to mend.
It’s always unforeseeably near,
It weighs on us, makes life dear.
But to the others who’ve proclaimed for long,
And sing this tired and weary song,
Live life to the fullest;
It’s like the Sun trying to rise in the west.
Trying to change the way we live
In the fear of what must give,
Is letting death define you,
The very paradox of what you tried to do.
Being bold, brave, reckless,
Driven by your fears, you’re anxious.
Claim to be young, wild and free,
In reality you’re running, you flee.
Youth escapes you.
Love evades you.
In your search of a fuller life,
You are filled with demons, strife.
And before you know it, you’re too far in,
It’s consumed you, your conscious feels like dirty linen.
This is where you search for your estranged lover,
You see no way out, it’s all over.
And just when you realize that there is a way,
It’s too late, Death has her say.
For the Sun always rises in the east.

It’s time for you to sit put and give up your pride
And really leave it all behind, and abide.
In silence lies the solution.
Make it a vow, the only resolution.
Yes they are hard to keep
And if broken, one weeps.
You see it’s always the weakest
That don’t give up and resist.
In silence lies your strength, your might,
Your only way out, the light.
It’s easy to shout and blame.
It’s easy to point and claim.
It’s easy to live and let die.
It’s easy to steal and lie.
But the most difficult feat
Is to give in and admit defeat
Even if you’re right.
For you see in hindsight,
The quiet before the storm
Isn’t always the norm.
While all that surrounds you is negativity,
Your sombre soul gives way to reality.
You realize that you’ve grown up,
That the rosy hued glasses are off.
It slowly seeps in, this sinking feeling
And you learn that there really isn’t a happy ending.
Life is full of compromises.
Life is full of unexpected demises.
Life is full of things that you sow.
So the best thing to do is to adapt and grow
And make your very own happy ending.

Sometimes it’s funny,
How when everything in life seems right
You feel lost and weary.
Where am I going, have I lost sight?
You find reasons, excuses
Unable to figure out what to do next,
You pause and reach dead ends.
Where am I going, do I really know what’s best?
It’s all been planned, laid out for you,
You’re in for sure, just go for it
Its your job to pursue
But what if you don’t want it, what do you do?
I’m unsure, what if I mess up?
I don’t want to disappoint thee.
What if I don’t live up
To all that you want of me?
I won’t give up.
I’ll try my best.
I’ll push forward, buck up
Give it my fullest.
But what if it isn’t enough?
What if I choke and fuck it all up?
Would you still look at me the same or would it be tough,
All I know is that I don’t know where I’m going, I love you for pushing me, never giving up.
I hope to make you proud.
Believe in me.
A silver lining to every cloud,
Your trust in me.
One day I’ll be the person you think I already am and more.
I promise you daddy.

Times are troubling,
Our minds rumbling.
Children begotten,
Feelings forgotten.
Thoughts whirling,
Words hurling.
Tension rising,
Not surprising.
One gushes,
The other rushes.
No options,
No sides.
Feeling numb,
Staying mum.
Tears well,
Hearts swell.
All forgiven,
Not forgotten.
Hit replay,
Here to stay.
Realization sinks,
Spirit quits.
No solution,
No resolution.
Trouble evaded,
Thoughts faded.
Feeling numb,
Staying mum.

Fuck waiting for the right moment,

I just want to go for it, no qualms.

Forget restrictions, commitment,

Expectations and norms,

I just want to live each moment and really relish it.

What’s life without a little insanity?

Are you just going to be put and sit,

Passing up on all spontaneity?

Yes people talk and judge

And they really always will,

So why fear, hold on to a grudge.

Let loose, be free,

Let your true colours spill

Out for the world to see

And you realize you aren’t kidding yourself anymore,

People may actually like the real me

Maybe less, maybe more.

You’re genuine,

You make mistakes repeatedly,

You are human.

You will however find undoubtedly

That once the walls have been broken

You truly can find yourself

And even let others in.

Find yourself able to love and be loved,

Ready to hurt, risk everything,

Just to be accepted

Just for them you’ll do anything.

Just to feel alive.

For what is life without a little living?

Yes you might call it hopeless, delusional, whimsical

But what’s life if not a passing moment?

A collection of beautiful moments make life worthwhile, almost magical.

Next time you’re faced with such a juncture, ready to quit

Fuck everything else.

Just go for it.

The mind is fickle,

Capricious am I, sudden thoughts they trickle

Or creep up when I least expect them to.

Never had I thought I’d feel the way I do.

For many suppose and many assume,

Presumptuous by the dozen, their thoughts consume

And manifest the ever changing mind.

One day you’re a harlot, the next day you find

That you’ve taken what isn’t yours.

You try to justify, clarify, make amends.

For you have done something that wasn’t acceptable.

Forgotten later, but for now unredeemable.

Such is the power of the human mind,

To make or break an image of any kind.

Once broken, it’s impossible to glue back the fabric of your social being,

Once spoken, there’s no taking back the words that tear the seam.

All you can do is wait for the next person to step up,

Take your spot on the social ladder and mess up.

And once your 15 minutes of shame are up,

You can either let it define who you are,

Or you can start being yourself again, the person you knew you always were.

For in that lies the power of the mind,

To persevere, endure in the hardest of times.

For all the times we’ve questioned what we are and our motivation,

Our characters and inclination.

We will go on.

Here’s to the self belief and determination,

Push past on straight on.

It’s me, myself, my mind.

Red, green, yellow, blue

I see people of every hue.

Going through life as happy as can be,

But to most this isn’t the reality.

Still life, beauty to be appreciated

Motionless, still, constantly depreciated.

That’s how most of us are,

We seem so connected and yet so far.

A smile, a friendly exchange,

We live, enjoy, engage.

Identifying friend from foe,

We seem so connected,

But are we, the thought reflected.

For do you really know this person; the acquaintance, the friend,

Or does your mind just approach another dead end?

Life’s unfair; it ends at just us.

When it comes to others, you don’t see the fuss. 

When in fact we’re all the same,

Life’s a cruel game.

You come in; get out

Find yourself weary, distraught,

Not as perfect as everyone thought.

No one hears your silent cry for help, you shout.

You’ve given up trying to sort it out.

Then the cracks begin to appear; you can’t stop this,

Your life’s a mess and so is his.

Let go, open your eyes

And you realize,

We’re all red, blue, yellow, green.

We’ve been laid bare as one being.

In that lies the beauty of life.

We’re all connected in our strife.

Still life, beauty to be appreciated,

The mosaic was thus created.

A feeling of easiness
Replaces the general queasiness.
A feeling of vulnerability
Replaces the need of acceptability.
A feeling of individuality
Replaces the need for conformity.
My eyes gleam
As I find myself beam.
Thoughts fill in
As the feeling sinks in.
Holding a piece that’s yours to keep,
I hold the other, forever mine to keep.
Days, months, years go,
An emptiness begins to show.
Remembering, trying to find,
I hold the missing piece you left behind.
Hold on to this feeling,
A reminder, yours for the keeping.
I’ll be with you. Always. (:

Sometimes we find ourselves contemplating,

We feel an emptiness or a void, a storm tempering.

Telling ourselves it’s all okay

Unable to wrap our minds around it, just a bad day.

What’s bothering you.

You’re flustered, breathless, your mind’s given up on you.

Claim you don’t know.

Saying you’re ok.

Deep inside you know what sparked this worry, this pain, this anxiety,

Showing you what you’re made of, exposing your vulnerability.

You’re paranoid, smarting, you know how you feel.

Reset, rewind, it’s time for you to heal.

It seems impossible, you find yourself too weak,

And sometimes your strength surprises you, so you sneak a peek.

Fallen all around you are calluses of a past.

In a life moving too fast

Sometimes we find ourselves contemplating.

Only this time with a better understanding.

Here’s to it.

It’s that time of the year again.

All hail Cupid and his warm, dubious snare,

No it’s not February, all those romances in vain,

Shining down on new lovers, a magnified glare,

It’s just another Summer day.

Everything seems to be falling in place so perfectly.

Seems like you and I are here to stay,

The perfect time for chances, spontaneity.

So we take a chance,

Loving the feeling, my mind races, rants

Walking towards the sunset, all it took was a dance,

I realized I was falling, too quick perhaps?

But I shook the feeling away,

Everything seemed to be falling in place so perfectly.

Seems like you and I are here to stay,

I gave in to the feeling of being loved, complacency.

And so a month passed, thinking of all the passion, the fun

We missed each other, physically distant,

But we kept in touch, talking of great memories under the sun,

We were in the others life only vicariously, yet still present.

And then the dreaded month finally came to an end,

We were once again back together,

Or so we thought as we tried to mend

Those broken strings, trying to make things the way they were,

But the Summer’s over and everything seemed eerily like a dream

You’re finally awake, and it’s sad to hear you say,

Honey the summer’s over and so are we.

But everything had seemed to be falling in place so perfectly.

Seemed like you and I were here to stay, was it so really?