Floating

In the abyss

Floating

Arms like tendrils of hair in the thrashing sea

Body suspended
supported
Suspended.

Feeling no pull
Having no direction

eyes Open but seeing nothing
mind Quiet and numb

a Breeze

it blows you away

you've lost Yourself.

with only the hope of finding It again.

What Makes you Better?

Why must you be the best?
Isn't it lonely at the top?

Why do I have to be skinny?
Won't that make me a hollow shell?

Why can't I get your approval?
Don't you ever want to be loved?

Why do I care what you think?
Aren't you just labeling me for convenience?

Why am I not good enough?
Why do you need me to be different?
Why is there always something wrong with me?
Why do I sit alone at night and feel this way?


Why do I let you in?


Why don't I just shut out the world?
Why not just refuse to feel?

Why?

Because I'm stronger
Because I'm better
Because I will do what I can to make things right.

I will never be what others want me to be.
Therefore, I will only be what I want to be.


I want to be free.

A song

Impassioned I live

Disheartened I die

Perhaps we should try to live our lives

in a way that disqualifies

All things from hate

to change our current state.

Perhaps we dare

to come together and share

Take as much time

to notice the sublime

Perhaps it's time to find 

a certain peace of mind

A place that will love

without a push or shove

Perhaps we should come to know

exactly what we chose to show

To those that we care for

for whom we will always be there for.

Perhaps you should ask

if it's not too great a task

Why is difference so bad?

what can I add?

Perhaps it's time to stop

all of those words that seem to pop

The bubbles of safety

pointing out others' insecurities.

Perhaps it's time to take a stand

make it known through all the land;

I am more than your projected image

i will always hold an advantage

Perhaps it's time to teach,

sit, and listen; and not to preach

Let those that make our future

be less concerned with haute couture 

Perhaps we need to think

bring back the power of ink;

Let our brains have a field day

While we return to the right way.

Perhaps we learn from those who die

that all's not lost, we'll all get by

That we should live our life

with very little strife.

Perhaps it's time to end this song

for it seems to be a tad too long

But do not leave this stagnant 

just take a stand and please be adamant.

Perhaps I can make you choose 

to always Love, and never lose.

Him

I don't know if I can tell you,
(I really wish I could)
The feelings he's hiding
Are not things he should

I don't know if I can tell him,
(I don't know if I would)
The feelings I'm hiding
Just trying to be good.

He doesn't know if he can tell them,
(He knows that he should)
The feelings he's hiding
For fear of being misunderstood.

Why?

I'm not sure why
I'm not sure how,
In fact, I'm not sure at all.

Sonority

I have no arms
No hands, no fingers.
I have none of these
Yet, I touch you.

I have no physical strength
No tactile ability
Yet, I move you.

I reach deep into your depths
Finding your joy
Your pain
Finding it all

Drawing it out
Making you feel
Forcing you to remember.

All these things I do;
And more.
Never was one so strong
Music can conquer all.

Uncontrollable.

A mind

Totally uncontrollable

Thoughts come from everywhere, and cannot be stopped

My mind

Is uncontrollable

Stresses, ideas, emotions, commands, demands, everything coming in split second motion

To stop would be peace

To stop would mean death

To slow would be appreciated

To slow would be ridiculed

To speed would be productive

To speed would cause destruction

I must go on

I must press on.

Think, breathe, think, move, think feel, think, speak, think, calm, think, Scream, think, cry, think, ache, think, breathe, think, love, think, help, think run, think, see, think, share, think, think, think

Think.

Uncontrollably