Comfort

Looking for that day,
everyone is always looking forward to that one specific day.
I look forward to that night,

I have no idea what that night holds in store for me, but what I have learned is that nights have mystery attached to its sound.

You can't see peoples true color during the day, everyone hides under the shade of the sunlight.

But at night, the moon does not have the strength to hide our weakness.

Everything is dark,

end everyone's true colors are exposed.

Dark light is emitted,

some carry brighter to help carry the weaker,

But some people have a certain color that is contagious.

It infects the strong, and kills the weak,

Even the strong carry on, but with the infection at its peak.

Moments become clear,

Eyes meet, no word spoken,

Just thoughts being exchanged, by the look on her face.

Feedback is not needed, I know what she's thinking.

I can hear it.

No need for a touch, she seems overwhelmed, right now might be too much.

Tonight, tonight, my life changed forever.

If I could only have forever right now.

Ask me tomorrow, I'll remember, I promise you.

Stay with me, don't lose me.

Fuck where did you go? Did I lose you?

Walking through a crowd with so many faces, yet they stay the same.

They know what you're looking for, its like their paving the way.

Let it seep in through the eyes, and let Jealousy, ruin the night.

get the fuck off her, who told you to say anything?

how bout I flip this table, kick your face in and rip your fucking jaw of your face?

The FUCK YOU LOOKING AT?

You think you know crazy?

Ill Break the FUCKING ARM that Helps me

And hold on to the LEG keeping me down.

if it comes to it I say FUCK everybody, and fucking leave this town.

Whats the matter CANT YOU HEAR MY THOUGHTS!

Keep fueling me, you might make me show you a trick.

Keep pushing me, this rage I LOVE FEELING THAT SHIT.

Ill tie you down on a sinking ship and for your last words,

I'll laugh at it.

damn,

hold me, not back but slowly.

Tell me its okay, not that its going to be.

Fuck what the future holds, its okay if you're holding me.

but its not going to be easy, i'll have to pay a price.

To lose my insanity, cut the skin with a sharpened knife,

Count to three look away quickly rip off a slice!

Even in a losing battle, I'll still put up a fight.

never take defeat, without taken a life down with you.

Selfish me, just doesn't want me to be with you.

It wants me all to itself.

That alter Ego.

You talking to that guy, All I think "what the fuck does he know"

I think I know it all, I always have.

I also know that no one knows anything, that they didn't have.

And that's all there is to know about everything, isn't it?

Heart on my sleeve, give me a an outlet and let me spill it.

Squeeze till the last element has left my existence.

1 wish to come true, is number 2 on my wish List.

whats number one?

I guess only they would know.



If they did, It would ruin the surprise,

Shit I think about, falling asleep in my eyes.

Lies Lies Lies, until the truth dies, and the lie prevails.

I guess once a lie is accepted it becomes the truth,

Why not? I mean where is your proof?

What are you going to do?

You going to show us all how different and amazing you should be?

I tell my self that Lie everyday, till the day comes along where I accept,

That I'm always going to be a 'Could be'

If I could make you better at the cost of my everything,

Know that it's Done.

Your Potential exceeds mine,

If you cannot trust in that, then trust me and let me believe that.

The only faith I have is shattered,

But there is a little piece, that I find peace in.

With your name written across,

If it slips it will pierce, and shatter once inside.

I'm asking for a lot,

But don't worry, I can only ask for as long as I'm alive.

We all want to be Beg, But I never will.

And if you ever see me beg, Just know its my Last Dying wish.

So don't be so selfish, its okay to give.

But Fuck that, I don't want your sympathy.

If there is nothing, why can't you stay away from me.

Hide from me,

But you know I'll tear down the the Sky's just to see you smile,

So out of context,

I wish I could be okay, with today.

Tomorrow always brings excitement,

It offers unknown.

The Past offers Lies.

Right now offers moments

You pick what you want the most.

I guess My fate is already hung up in her room,

Hanging from the ceiling,

waiting to be picked.

And dropped and Lost,

When I die,

Don't ask for what cause.




I wish I could respond while I'm dead,

And smile and go back.

Hoping that you Read this

Like it's going to matter. Anyone that can make two people feel special at the same time is evil. or fucked up in a sense, or selfish, or the two are just amongst the many fools. It's different with me, I'm not like the rest, I know it, I just do. Looking around, not worried about competition. Crazy how everyone feels the same way. The one that gets what he wants will never be found in a waiting room.

I guess that goes to anyone of success or status. I Cannot imagine a wealthy person waiting in an emergency room. when you are dealing with bullshit paperwork at the courthouse downtown, waiting amongst other people for your number to be called, I would always look around and wonder, where are all the successful people? or rich people, whatever you classify as success.

off tangent, always awesome. Why do I write? the thought of the right person reading this? I expect 99% to think it is nonsense, but please do show me that 1% that understands my mumble. Sometime when i talk, some people are totally in tune with what I am saying, and sometimes there is a third party that looks at the person that I am talking to, and goes "are you understanding anything he is saying?"

Fuck that person,


Everyone thinks they are better than other people.
It's unfortunate, but what is more fucked up is accepting someone being better than you. He wouldn't have that status if you never took a knee and let him jump off your back. If two people are stuck and the only way to get out is for one person to help the other person out, however the one that helps has to stay and wait for him to get back.


Now which person are you? Or which person am I? would I convince the person to help me get out and then promise I will come back? Or will I find it within my goodness to help and wait, hoping the one I helped comes back.


Are you better at trusting people or are you better at coming through for people? Seems like the ones that can't trust people are the ones that come through for people. I'm not even sure how accurate that is. it sounds nice

Q+A=No Way

Days pass in a very unusual fashion. I try to make sense of the order of things, and every time I try to grasp the moment, just to get an understanding of it, I find myself losing even more sense of everything. I know I am awake, yet sometimes my dreams feel more real than my daily life.

In my dreams, I am not worried about how actual anything is, I just let everything be. I accept the environment, I don't question anything. Im not in my head, I'm in my dream.

I guess ultimately that is being in my head, but whatever. I find myself drifting, making me question if I'm trying? Have I gotten accustomed to my new ways? And me not feeling awake but knowing I am, is just a side-effect of my life habits?

Questions with no answers,
don't exist.

Questions where I don't know the answer,
plenty exist.

People say that there are questions that we do not or will never answer because our brain has a limit in 'logic'.

I just think if there is a limit in logic, we couldn't produce questions that require an answer past our logic. How can we think of a question that surpasses our logic?

That only means anything we can think of asking,
we can answer.

That makes me feel good.

I want to know what a lot and do a little. I guess that is just certain catalysts at work. I want change so bad, and everyday it is happening, just not the way I want to, I guess.

I know my frustrations are happening because of the man that created the mirror,

I know what I am, yet sometimes I am forced to see it. Which is good, but I guess I will feel better once I better myself.

Issues we all have, Just I like to think my issues are worse than yours, or you cannot understand my issues because you just can't.

I always  like to think that's how everyone views their problems, just because it is their problem.

I think, people that call other people selfish, most of the time are the selfish ones, they are just to delirious to see it.

It really is a sad sight.

Music sometimes does the job, sometimes it just doesn't do anything.

5 more miles till the road runs out.

Gay people can be just as annoying as the regular annoying person,
meaning gay has nothing to do with them being annoying.

They just happen to be annoying and gay.

Reversing logic is my favorite way to keep things in perspective.

Swim good

That song grew on me.

I want more money, but I don't want to work.

I want to work at something I enjoy.

Serving is ok, the working environment is terrible, no one laughs, makes jokes, too much negativity, people are too serious.

I hate environments like that

I am a hard worker, don't get me wrong,
however working hard doesn't mean lose the person that you are.

Where is the day where I change?

When is the Day where I change?

How is the day where I change?

Why?

who knows.