'The moon, the moon, It glows, it glows,   But  Does it really though?|||You say we are made of stars I say the stars are made of us|||They don't understand what it's like Being terrified of yourself Afraid you'll lose your mind My dad gave me shit for a dirty car Beneath my fury, I laughed Howled How I wish life were that...|||Tiger's Eye  My cat sits upon the chair that is my laptop worth over two-week's pay And stares spellbound out the window. I find his curiosity to be curious itself. We live in two different...|||It's an escape for me, but I'm actively working on improving my relationships with my friends and family where I won't need an escape anymore.|||The heart is in the mind You are always on my mind Mind you,  I don't mind.|||thanks =) when are you gonna post something!|||Starved of clarity Skin and bones Anxiety and Tension headaches Atlas clenched His jaw.|||None of this matters Yet all of this matters  To me.|||I asked my mom if I could take a shower today She laughed, thinking it obviously silly  For a twenty-six year-old To be asking his mother such childish questions Her sarcastic no alluding to...|||Baby Izz  Izzy is in my computer chair, I notice. She notices me noticing her, (Just a look from me elicits purring in fits and starts, Yet another ungraceful part of her personality) And the...|||I'm practicing too. And happier =)|||A free man forgets the fact For the joy wanes much too fast. Furthermore, I think that fact  To be, as humans, Some mechanism of our existence: That oppression be maybe Good for business But...|||They tried protecting us, Shielding us from the blows, But we were relentless: We wanted in on the fray, We wanted our rights, Our equal piece of the glory pie. When we received more than we...|||How is one to know they're free Having never been told they're free to go?  Well kid, you're free to go, Free to live your life, Your burden lifted And behind you. That...|||You  I miss  you.  Except, I don’t miss moments like  that time after work I went with you  to Philly to that laser-hair removal place at the end of the little strip plaza|||I'm on Adderral now for inattentiveness and finally feel like I can concentrate long enough to write something longer than the curt poems I'm guilty of.  That Memorial Day Weekend  That Memorial...|||War and Peace  Washing my car, I saw a bumblebee.  He said to me: You play nice And so will I. He then buzzed a bit Around my ear. I feared|||When I was younger, (And not on antidepressants) I had more feelings than I knew what to do with, And These Feelings Made a mess of my life  As if they were the BP oil spill where My internal...|||I watch my cat chase his tail And chase his tail again; I reflect on how silly and fruitless the effort is, And I'm compelled to stop reaching   For what was mine all along.|||I have a voice! What it means to have a voice to me!  I'm a kid playing with a new toy, Trying to find the sweet spot of the baseball bat. I have a voice! I have a voice! I'm a little nervous...|||I've made a lot of big changes in my life recovering from depression, and I've done things I never thought I'd be capable of like rebuilding my relationship with my parents and all the things I've...|||stigma  The mountains people climb To look away! Just a glance, An acknowledgement, Would remedy the situation All would be forgiven But no They break their backs|||When I die, Even if I wasn't in truth, I'd like them to say I was a real fucking prick, But I had some gold in me too, Yeah, I wasn't all rotten And even my own glum, critical eyes Couldn't...|||The rules exist regardless Yet I stumble upon them by chance And suddenly the entire world has changed: My eyes play such tricks on me.|||Prostitution   He cut out the eyes of his own selfie: He wanted not a single soul To see his soul To steal even a glance at His most beloved belonging. Have the rest of it, he said It's all...|||HI N2UIT! I went through a sort of spiritual awakening halfway through college where I learned that the way I thought things were wasn't really how they are. perception =/= reality. And how I learned...|||The Brothers Karamazov had this ending where even during all the sad stuff one could find joy in life and that made me really happy =)|||When two lost souls conjoin, What is the result? Do they find their way home or go further astray? Are the questions Already the answers?|||If you want your freedom, take it If I'm your slaver, emancipate yourself But please, emancipate me too I'm chained to you too|||blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven|||the stream of consciousness is given a name  David  now it's more a lake than anything A still-life albeit a slithery one No, no, that still won't do! I want to roar! And move! There's...|||I define myself And thus define everything else This. Is. Me. I set my boundaries But we share them can't you see? What is me can't be you Or can it? You are embedded in my synapses|||I write the most brilliant poems On paper Inside my head However, I always forget the teeny detail Of submitting them Or at the very least Committing them  To memory So I may submit them...|||As if it mattered what others thought As if their gossip could actually cause physical harm As if each word of theirs spoken were the bang of a hammer Against the nails of our own personal cross...|||I like it. People have difficulty keeping perspective amid the chaos of the day to day. It's an exercise in mindfulness, and an eloquent one at that. Oliver Sacks is another one good at translating...|||I find the truth to be vague: more a sense of things than any formal definition. The latter is closed where the truth is open:  clumsy and laughing.|||The Mud  In the mud, he thought himself the mud, but he was anything but mud. Had he done but a simple experiment only climbing out of and hosing off the mud, he'd have found himself to be...|||Mental Constructs  You spoke of setting boundaries and I laughed, not as a means of invalidating you, for every feeling you ever presented to me I thought a portion of your soul, a gift, but...|||I spill my guts And dip my pen It is to you I pour my heart out|||I wish that you could see me. It's like I exist Outside of your color spectrum. Roygbiv Black and white Black on black Can't you see? See me? I wish your eyes allowed|||Expression  Every action  Has an equal and opposite Reaction, And to have a voice Repressed,  Compressed like a spring for so long, It would seem only natural That such a voice would...|||Dead end, dead end, dead end da-duh, da-duh, da-duh la-de-da-de-da I'm not sure what to do from here I'm almost afraid to even step forward For forward is relative to where one's going But...|||This may or may not turn out extremely large, but let me REINTRODUCE MYSELF.  ...|||I like the emotion in all your writing. powerful stuff.|||I've been reading the first of the new Star Wars lore. Really liking it =)|||how dare you have a dissenting opinion on a thread I made in 2010!|||happy valentines day!!!!!!!!!!|||frantic|||I stop writing for awhile and then it becomes a necessity like if my feelings sit inside me an instant longer I'll EXPLODE!'