It is in your head

Smaller than a football

Only as smart as you are

Collecting all your thoughts that you have brought

A storage locker not a thought blocker

An action is a thought that you have been taught

So take some advice to enter paradise

Always moving so you’re not losing

Super stuffed storage

Fuller than a spigot of endless water

Bam

Crash

Oh man we have a jam

Take a break for goodness sake

Your brain is a main

An information station

A database on top of one's face

A brain is a chain

Everything is connected

So it can be erected

This is a brain full of veins that make you sane

A whooshing sound above

A shining mountaintop

A broad-winged shadow

Passes over the glittering snow

Head feathers 

As white as the small snowberry

Wing feathers

The color of dark soil

The eagle glides

More efficiently than any

Trivial machine built by man

Fueled by the hares in the snow

Fawns in the grass 

And the wind of the peaks 

Majestically soaring 

Over the land

What does the eagle witness

Way up high?

Many good and evil deeds

The chopping of trees

The steep descent of the waterfall

What does the eagle see?

If everyone cared
And nobody lied,
If the people shared
with their hearts full of pride,
If the whole world smiled
and wiped away their tears,

Euphoria would disappear-

From yesterday’s doubts
To today’s new route,
In everywhere there lingers sorrow.

The knowledge we hold
Is far greater than gold,
Will brighten today and tomorrow.

The dejected eyes
Of the cold blue skies,
Sees more than posterity’s seer.

But when days are rough
And the times become tough,
Home will always be near.

Do not ask me to forgive you after your words have cut a hole in my heart. Do not beg me to forget after your eyes stole the smile from my face. Do not try to take back my love after you have snatched away my pride.

Bloom

Remember when

You forgot to water the flowers?

Remember when

You wanted to throw them out

Start fresh?

You wanted to pull them out,

Root

By root

But you knew

How stressful it is to start new

And how beautiful they’d bloom

If it wasn’t for you

But why would you keep them?

Lifeless

Reminders of your failure and incompetence

It’s hard to bring the life back once it’s gone

But

You kept them

You nursed them back to health

You never forgot

And to this day

They wave in the wind

Thanking you

Just like those flowers,

There are people

In need of watering

Yet

We walk past them

Looking back in shame

Too scared to reach out

Imagine how great it would be

If you stopped and helped?

Imagine how beautiful

Imagine how pure

Reaching out and being their light

Watering them,

As they water you

Just imagine

How beautiful you both would

Bloom

Christmas lights shimmer

Thoughts circle around my head

My heart does not close
 

These fingers

Linger

Not surprising

Smizing

With these eyes and

Cries and

Pain

That just won’t go away

Or fray

Like days

That pass and pay

The price.

Alright, alright

I get it get it

These things happen

Don’t you fret it

But I have slight indignation

At this conversation

I am losing patience

Can’t I get my rage out

Scream and effortlessly shout

Take my life a different route

Fear is taking over now

Riding and trying me

Trying to erase me

Overtake me

Decimate me

And degrade me

This is crazy

I don’t wanna be erased

I don’t wanna be a slate

That is empty but irate

And soon there will be a time

That tries

And makes me cry

And ruins all my rhymes

Sublime

The crime

That gives me terrors day and night

And puts me in eternal fright

Raindrops pleasantly prancing along leaves.

Watercress dancing daintily in the creek.

A deer’s neck brushing blissfully on a tree.

The sun’s rising, pools of light spill upon my sight,  

Tones of red on green appear so effortlessly

Nature’s beauty has awaken and so have I,

To observe the environment so precisely,  

And hope the day slowly passes by.

It smells like construction-

but it’s supposed to smell like the trees fresh and crisp air, like just after a rainstorm, like the first taste of cold crackling ice water at one am when you’re throat is so dry you can barely breathe-

Breathe.

I breathe in the smell of construction.

It smells like a mix of wood flakes and arsenic which makes my stomach sick-

Sick.

when i feel sick i go to the trees. I lay my head down and rest my eyes and

nature absorbs all of my thoughts and consciousness

and when i wake i no longer have that burning headache.

As i leave i whisper to the trees a soft thank you. They respond only in the form of oxygen and remind me to breathe-

Breathe.

I breathe in the smell of the trees fresh and crisp air like just after a rainstorm-

a cool drop hits my head,

And a cool breeze tickles my nose.

The sun seems to dissolve and dark clouds roll over my head-

A sudden drop.

Then another And another And another

Each one feels like that same first sip

of something you need so badly,

that first taste that lets you finally,

breathe.