LooKING

Looking for wish to finish my story

Looking at the throne, symbol of authority 

Looking for a smile, receiving a blank stare stair

Looks like there is something to build on here

Curtain Call

First they try and friend you.

Paint a portrait then frame you.

Your life is like a work of art no wonder why they hang you.

We were brothers until “I don't want to hang dude”.

It’s gotten to the point that I begin to hate you.

Act is over; take a bow, close the curtains.

Were we really ever friends? I just can't be certain. 

Was I there to entertain your life circus?

K'naan 'Take a Minute'

"How did Mandela get the will to surpass the everyday
When injustice had him caged and trapped in every way?
How did Gandhi ever withstand the hunger strikes and all?
Didn't do it to gain power or money if I recall..."

Shine

God gave us the stars to understand life better

Twilight is like sunshine in a stars mind
And a star will question the authority of the Moon
Like "you are nothing without the Sun"
The Moon replies "I am not the only one" 

QuestSin

If we all have a dark side
Does that mean the devil has a bright side?

Star

They all reaching for the stars. I suppose that is why they all looking at me with a handout.

George Watsky- S for Lisp

Joe Budden Quote

(Photo via jentwice)

Put him in lyrical jail with suicide thoughts
kick the chair hang him from his mic cord 

Lost

Lately I feel I’m headed down the wrong path

Surrounded by destruction

My shattered ego dealing with the aftermath

Searching for my soul, but Buddha just laughs(h)An(h)att(h)a

Surmounted by these expectations

Doubting my own claim to greatness

Sitting in this throne, I made this

Imaginary world to play with

Distance

In the company of others feeling so distant

This canopy of identity depends on whom I've been with

 I'm a chameleon changing in an instant

With dreams to make a million and burn it like some incense

They say I succumb to too much pressure

Sorting through the jewelry, I left upon my dresser

Looking for my chain, I hope it does impress her

Cause its the only heart I got and to Cupid I'm the jester 

Now, I'm saying more with the lesser

Unsure, insecure, I guess, I’m a guesser

A guest in my friend’s place of residence

Residue on my money wondered where it’s spent

Ain’t it funny this ain’t how we planned it

Life so off course I coulda sworn I’d crash-landed

On another planet, cash in hand granted

And I admit I past I had been taking it for granted

Now hitting rock bottom laying face down in granite

Lust

I don't believe in love
But, I believed in you

Wish Upon a Star

My future is brighter than Iris

In her eyes rest the horizon

She can see the stars in my breathe

I speak universal truth that is timeless

She wants to wish upon a star

I tell her your looking at one 

Forever Numb

When old friends reside in photographs
Folded laughs are all we have left to hold on to, grasp
New photos arise jealously goes without saying
I can see it in they eyes
Hear it in my smile yeah you can see it when I speak
I am in denial that we have parted ways
I am missing a part of me
You put blood into my arteries
Now I bleed but no love's lost
Your forever in my heart
Just another missing part
But if your ever come back around
That is a start, but I'm gone

Got a new social circle
I'm a standout so I'm outside
Looking inside, accepted but thin "Hi"s
Aren't the same, this desert bares rain

Reincarnation

I awake every morning, a stranger. Rummage through my wardrobe, looking for another disguise.
A costume that fits whomever I'm attempting to portray today. Yesterday is vaguely remembered since it was lived on another person's lifetime. But their lifetime blends into my timeline. Emotions are something that move through my mind but I rarely experience. For everyone is unfamiliar yet I vaguely get the feeling I have known them for some time. I am often surprised at my actions and reactions.  And puzzled by my lack of action. Curious as a child, exploring the degrees of consequence. My conscience is a gray area yet my cautiousness deters any wrong doing. I speak in foreign tongues, read human beings minds, and fail to enjoy their vices. The price of standing outside the circle of squares...

Tales from the Heart

Tales from the Heart (An animated exquisite corpse, perfect for Valentines Day.) from Droolart on Vimeo.

The Thrill is Gone

Pictures lie, memories stay, and the thrill of the past will never go away.

Penny

It always comes back to her...I met her in a past life. Maybe we will meet again in my next life.

Two Boars

I find myself in a rotting wooden shack in the middle of a forest.
Surrounded by a wild boar with rabbit like nose.
Which is moving like a rinocerous, charging the dilapidated shack.
                                I stand in the center.
The boar is waiting at the large opening to my left where a door should be. To the right there she is.
And behind her is another opening identical to the one on the left.
I pause, surprised to see her here in the mist of this situation.
Light reflecting through the holes in the weathered roof appear to create a halo around her head.
Funny, there she is with this spotlight of natural light on her.
She shyly smiles, keeping her lips pursed.
I move in a dazed like state, taking one step in her direction.
Then I slightly frown.
And stare at the boar standing right behind her, now on the right side of the shack.
I quickly turn around, rushing to the opening in the left side of the shack.
A second boar is there blocking the opening.
I look back to her.
She is no longer there.
So here I stand between two boars.

Acceptance

She is trying so hard to fit in
While I am trying to standout