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Roller Coaster Ride

I'm stumbling, I'm crumbling, I'm flying, I'm falling,
I'm running, so stunned that I'm crying and calling
Through my darkness and endless pain.
I'm roaring, I'm soaring, and yet I am stalling,
I scream to the seams at the pain that I'm hauling
But words have seemed to be in vain.

But in the corner of my eyes, I see you.
It's so hard to express and I know you're always there.
Through my shattered heart, I always feel you,
Although at times it seems unfair.

Words reach a stoppage, a scar in my mind--
I crumble. This darkness I can't leave behind.
I need to disconnect. I need to feel whole.
If I look everywhere, no peace can I find.
If I try to break free, my monster will bind
Even harder to my soul.

Though I stumble, I still have you in mind.
I know I'm unable to comprehend what you say.
I'd ask for more light, but I fear that I'm blind,
As I try to keep my coasting emotions at bay.

So I stumble. I fumble. I fly but I fall.
I run at the sun and I cry and I call,
For support through my roller coaster ride of emotions.
I roar and I soar and I LONG FOR MORE! Still I stall.
And I scream 'til it seems I am too tired to haul,
As I swim to the shores of my turbulent oceans.

the lonely flower

plant a flower
let it grow
watch it sprout, then
you will know

what is life
and what is not?
see me grow
in my little spot

watch as i reach
up to the sky
and conjure up
the questions why

i sometimes wither
and long to fly

and i wonder

perhaps my heart is always 10 feet up
and at the same time, buried deep underground
perhaps that's why i'm always here,
but always lost and never found?

maybe when i reach up to the sky
i collect these tears, i drown in sorrow
and maybe that's why it always seems
like there's an uncertain tomorrow?

and some people say
don't you worry, forever is a place
but sometimes there's very little light
in my cold, dark heart-space

and the sun is sometimes warm...
but is that always the case?

and i wonder

people tell me, perhaps,
i'm like an angel with no wings
and maybe that is why
my small heart never sings?

but if so,
how am i always healing?
i love you
and your sorrows i'm always sealing

and when i say goodbye,
just remember how you're feeling -

plant a flower,
let it grow
watch it sprout, then
you will know

i am always there
for you
and i will always love
you too

the pantheist

the dark night
settles in, takes its time
and finds its place
within the mind, body
and spirit of
the natural world

stars sprinkle across the vast,
blue heavens like
confetti molecules in an endless sea of sky
their light piercing a thick
veil of darkness
as the
trees
whisper
"hello"

the moon is a flashlight
in how it makes its presence known
not a sight to be "foretold" for
it has always been there
guiding naive souls through
the darkness above to a place
among the stars, as the
cool breeze
animates nearby
plants in a gesture
of kindness

and as the observer watches
with wonder and awe, seeing
the cosmos in an elegant
dance to its own vibration
the gates of his heart open
to let in what is truly limited
only by perception

the day our hearts united

they say between two worlds
the moon is always different
or that the sun could
never understand
our thoughts

they say our hearts
have rhythms
whether open
whether closed
but always beating
always
beating

they say the stars will
only shine through darkness

and they say that
life will come in breaths
and only will it
leave, sometimes
abruptly

from the world
that which
was once in chaos

they say the mind can
never understand the darkness
but the heart can
never keep the light
they say the stars will
only shine through darkness
or that in between two worlds
the moon is always different

"they say"...

the day our hearts united
it was through
the bitter darkness
they began to beat in
parallel

they said
the mind can never
understand depression, and
the heart can never
keep the love
but i know it always keeps
the beat, no matter just
how hard it truly is
to understand

the day our hearts united
bonded, became stronger
through the darkness
all those hurtful words
began to fall
apart

the sun can understand
our thoughts
that's why it
always shines
between two worlds
gives light
into our hearts
which keep the beat
in unison

the day our hearts united
i recall i've seen
it all
i want
to give the gift
to bridge the gap
between two worlds

victim of clashing worlds

the mentally insane archer
draws his weapon, his victim
in time
enveloped
by fear

the mentally insane archer
readies his aim,
his poison-tipped words
flying without measure

the mentally insane archer,
his breaths becoming frantic,
releases the arrow,
a spear of clashing worlds

then
worlds meet
victim's heart's pierced by
poison-tipped words,
killed without mercy by past
unresolved traumas, now
escapes the confines
of an unsuspecting
mind

where
thoughts were
once poison-tipped
words, uncontrollably
clashing worlds
raging in insanity
now
they
finally
claimed
their
victim

who now lays alone,
heart bleeding,
releasing, in solitude, as
the mentally insane archer silently
leaves, knowing
his
job
has
finally
been
done

You Are An Angel

they say
you are an angel
you may not think it
but i've seen your
wings and how your love
radiates brightly from behind them

they say
that words are hurdles
but as if past traumas would just
never come alive again--
i've seen you stumble
on your own mental
punctuation

they say
"they've stolen your light"
like life and how it may leave soon
though i've seen your rugged body
but its age cannot erase the simply ageless
memory of your bright smile

i've seen you stumble
on your own mental
punctuation
but as you stumble you'd
always get up again, your eyes
releasing rivers of old words
suddenly oceans of past
traumas that welled up
the weight of two seas
suddenly gone, one for each
of your beautiful
eyes

they say
you are an angel
you may not think it
but i've seen how your perfect
love always outshines
all the pain and hurt you feel

i've seen you stumble
as your eyes
release oceans of old
words pent up --
your pain
would fall
as teardrops
down to the ground
below

if you feel the need
just spread your wings
and cry -- remember

the glistening leaves
down below
as they accept your love
will sprout
and grow

Icarus

when i fly
i free my mind of chains
internal fire
to disconnect from mortal gains

when i fly
i seem to walk between
two worlds
the pain impossible, unseen

when i fly i seem
my awareness to dissolve
from this world, a disconnect
between mind and heart to absolve

to free
from unseen guilt
that blankets my soul,
like a thickened quilt

from unresolved
traumas, forgotten tears
that come up
to undissolved fears

to fix
my needed
disconnection
seeded

by darkness of a void
internal fire too intense
for me so i fly
away from the immense

heat - or cold, stare
of a world unsuspecting
that a soul is overcome
by darkness, and disconnecting

when i fly, my mind
is not of gratitude but lust
my plastic face may not express this, but
for me to escape, it's a must

that i find peace within when
my internal flame still burns
i fly because this way,
the world around me turns

into paradise - or so i think,
so when i fly into my place
i lust for loving peace
to shine into my heart-space

or i disconnect. i cannot handle
the pain, so when i fly
i look for love or a little
inside, i die.

I've Seen Your Sunlight

i've seen your sunlight.
though you say you can't handle
the hurt and sadness
you know that your dim candle

flame still burns. it's hot but
hold it close -- it won't burn you.
though it may seem like all is lost
at least you've always been true

to yourself.
so let your words bleed
freely from your scars
show the world your need

to blossom.
to let your life grow
on to a new chapter.
i'll have you know

i've seen your sunlight,
even if you can't hear this.
keep your heart open,
let it feel the soft kiss

of the fresh morning breeze.
i've seen your sunlight.
though you say you feel
one day everything might

just abruptly end, or
your glass heart would shatter,
your life wounds bleeding fourth, or
it just won't matter

or you won't be there,
or just not whole
'cause you miss a thousand pieces
of your fractured soul

that's fallen to the floor.
embrace your glass heart's sunrise.
remember your true colours,
show the world that you will rise

to the challenge
of feeling --
let them know
that you are healing.

let your sunlight
shine with confidence
so no matter
through what incidence

happens to break you,
you'll still be there
and if pain or death overcomes
you'll still be felt within the air.

release your demons to the morning sunrise
and let your candle light shine into the world,
open your jaded heart-void and realize
your seeded flower has unfurled,

now gently kindle your candle flame,
release its sunlight too,
let the past burn down in flames
and love return to you.

i've seen your sunlight
i've seen you fly
i've seen you stumble and
i've seen you want to die.

i've seen your glass heart shatter
to a million pieces in your soul.
i've seen you crying out
"i've just never felt whole!

i've had too much of this
now there's nothing here but pain
i want it all to end now
before i go insane!

this world is just too much for me,
these words to hard to bear!
they just want to kill my flame
as if i wasn't there."

through your troubles
you will grow, so
let your pain free --
if it still burns, you will know

you're still alive.
i've seen your sunlight.
don't leave us all now,
things won't be so bright.

fragment of cosmic breath

i, in silent wonders of cyclical calmness,
am learning to love and learning to give
a small piece of my mind away, in silent,
simple, subtle rhythms, a
fragment of memories relived, in pieces
of harmony, shattered by fear, a
cosmic leer of things unknown, in
breath of love, and love in breath

and every time i pass unseen
every cycle repeated, and broken, i
strive to heal, to feel and to see
i take my turn and stop. to free myself
is a step toward madness, the cycle unbroken, a
step to relieve pain from my words, which unspoken,
encroaching the stillness of my heart, release
death of love, and love through death

i am a simple fragment
of cosmic breath,
and every strive i take
is a step encroaching death.