Interpretations of Reality
Create the world you wish through selective perception
Change and Realignment
Consciousness moving through an eternal present of possibility
Beauty as a sign of temporary attraction
What is everlasting?
The Business of Life & Loss
How to Move On Without Ever Letting Go
How quickly we move from disappointment to acceptance.
These late nights move through us
as we move through them
Memories of distant possibilities are nothing more
than snow melting in the noon time sun.
Better to let some memories gather dust.
we were done and
that was it
and that was that
My back is nothing more than
bone and flesh
and can be broken
far more easily
than I care to admit
What is fit to be buried and what
is fit to be kept?
Desire and Reason rarely have anything in common.
I need some silence to balance out all the noise in my life.
No reason to be awake
yet you cannot fall asleep
so you stay up until
the night takes you
One must look past mere physical beauty to find substance
Enraptured by her beauty
I became a slave to an ideal
that no one else could
ever hope to match
Can we ever find the beach that has no end?
When all you want to do is talk
and the night is late
and the glass is empty
but everyone else is gone
or asleep
so you sit alone
and hope the words
will find you
I would have loved you if
you ever gave me the chance
Only the dead are free.
Like the silence that stretches across the desert at midnight.
The restlessness of the soul.
Let the page feed your spirit.
We let each other go as gently
as a breathe being exhaled.
Broken Teeth and Bloody Tongues
The Overlap of Dreams
Sueno pero recuerdo
lo que tuve recordar
Shadows that exist only at night.
There was never anything to hold onto
but we clung to another
as though nothing could tear us apart
My broken bones
cannot be reset
I grow together
fractured and imperfect
The illusion of choice
The choice of illusion
These lonely nights of worry
Where are you right now
Don't worry
I'm just here trying to breathe
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