Sights of Fire

Found a fire on the lakefront,
Another moment missed,
Doused it for its embers,
Burned a hand or two just to hold them,
These temporary selfish treasures,
Skimmed them, steaming off the shore,
Reflecting off the water,
My own little galaxy,
A pocket of peace disturbed by me,
Prophet of light in the darkness,
King of the shooting stars,
The man who filled the void,
An orbital tyrant, with a variety of lavish belts,
Just a boy, head held down, at the bay,
Visions escaped with smoke fused winds,
Recording each second i sink,
To figure out what i'm made of,
Drowning, a stones throw from the water,
Made myself melancholy for the warmth of the fire,
Looked up to see what i was compensating for.

Anti Poem (Or Track 2 of Some Gave All)

I pulled out all the stops,
Unfortunately i parked my car on an icy hill,
I just watched that bitch crash,
Still had the audacity to ask how it got like that,
Kept a casual tenacity towards my undoing.

Had a scapegoat summer in the works,
Sensations through the shade in this scorching season,
Some dinner, a dance and some fleeting daylight,
A trillion ways to say how i feel,
Mostly they've already been said by someone else somewhere else...

Played basketball with a footballer,
And the game didn't even matter a fouls a foul,
But we'll have fond memories of the first half, at-least,
I don't even like sports,
But you got me kitted in red for a game of kerby.

I don't bleed ink for just anybody,
Ashamed to write about things like this,
It's like airing my dirty laundry,
But i'll look over my neighbors fence and see theirs,
Caked, how can i complain?
If i held up a candle i'd explode,
But i cant really bottle much more, i'm overflowing.

Things get a bit too much a little too often,
There are less aesthetic ways i can express how i feel,
Less attractive to everyone else, anyway,
And for once i don't want to sugar coat anything,
Sweet tooth ignored,
My energy, like cavities it's apparently entropic.

"I'm done with the imagery",
Another lie to trade for a little comfort,
Tell myself i'm made of something else,
Imagine i'm tempered glass,
A bolder,
An iceberg,
Skin and bone.
Shatter,
Smash,
Sink,
Bleed and break.

Prost

Nostalgia remembered,
My stomach turned blender,
These butterflies all swarmed to dust,
Silence is deadly, 
The tumbleweed friendly,
Begging the sun to adjust.

Faulty clocks have ticked us off,
Eyes on a different set of faces,
A star shines bright, 
Inadvertently makes night,
In the dark under streetlamps for traces.

Part of me wants to be manic,
To get flustered or not, it'll be,
An interesting test of my character,
I have got a lot to doubt,  
And even more to figure out.

Nothing Gained Nothing Ventured

It's been a while since the spark died,

I've been a lot more lost than awake,
Do i dream for the sake of myself?
Or slowly suffer to the hands of fate?

Passions that never should have happened,

In hindsight things his mind could not fathom,
Tears so deep, he can't fill that chasm,

So blame it on chemical chain reactions.

Concepts that are non responsive,
Deciphering this psyche is a lot to process,
Insulated by the ignorant and thoughtless,
Then bricked behind a wall of subtle nuances.

Hell birthed a babe that should not exist,
Monochrome madness disguised as a gift,
Heavens forbid this impossible kid,
Everything he touches crumbles to bits.

Cant push a boy already on the ground,

He's a hangman prince with a noose for a crown,
Stood at the ledge, neck crooked looking down,
Sea shows the clown who reminds him to drown,
How'd you get lost in the crowd?

When the crowds in your room, you invited them here,
How'd you speculate on the cost?
When the cost its the same as your previous peers,
How'd you get lost on the way?
When the ways on the map and the routes pretty clear,
How'd you pick up on the mood?
When the moods change faster than these 24 years.



Im 24 in like 5 days sue me.