He fights to be fought for

He seeks to be valued and treasured

To be loved in a similar way he loves

He is torn between loving entirely or not at all

Losing his humanity is no longer a decision he fights making

For being heartless is better than a bleeding heart


a balance between imbalance

We have hit spiritual highs

and now we swim in spiritual lows

having connected emotionally leaving highs that will never last

ending up thinking physical connections will fill the void in us

but broken promises leave scars and build trust issues

which leads us to bottles, puffing smoke and popping pills

because it’s better than cut wrists and broken necks

Beautiful illusion

Walk with me in a world of disillusion

Where you will fall awe to lies

Flinch to miss misconception

The illusion that fuels your mind

If there is good and evil

Life and death

A balance, wouldn’t you agree

Yet you choose a side and hide from one

But the scale rapidly tips to the dark

Which most fear yet it balances the light

Let death walk and life flourish

They are both majestic and filled with might

All created to play a role that has brought war

But darkness in its purest form was first before light

And now we consider it evil

Peace will be found by those who accept

That without darkness light will never be at its brightest


I lay to never wake

I dream of monsters and gods to choose a side

I no longer drown but sink and the beasts of the ocean call me their own

I fall without a scream

Knowing the ground will embrace me and spit me back out

I sit in silence as worry traps me in its void

I feel too much or nothing at all

Inhumane or being human are the choices roaming my mind

A place to call home is what I search for

A place so quite I can hear my blood rush though my veins

A place to extract my soul, spirit and body and find a common goal

I wish to self destruct…

Mind games…

The voices that whispered in your head

Now haunt you when it’s quiet and the moon is at its peak.

They sound so near,

So close you can feel and hear them physically.

The clouds are gray and the breeze is calm.

You want to say a prayer but fail.

You hold back tears and light a cigarette for sanity’s sake.

The voices get louder and your mind weaker.

You watch your hands shake and wait for the nicotine to kick in.

You still do not understand why…

You in pain and your chi is not in sync.

Tears run down your chicks as you gaze at the sky hoping somewhere up there, heaven is still open.

You remember every scene on how you have messed up in life;

The words you would love to take back,

The actions you regret you ever took.

Fear squeezes your heart and your mind is over thrown by millions of thoughts at once

You feel like you need more air yet you are under the clouds gazing at the dark blue sky.

You stand up and pace from right to left,

Trying to calm your mind down.

You look around in the dark and wonder where the voices are coming from.

You try once more to pray

Yet still, you have no words to tell your creator.