I’ve dreamt big and small.
Talked to all four walls.
Wished on a shooting star.
Listened to all kinds of songs.
This skin.
It wants to feel different things.
It knows what it didn’t know
and wants to continue to grow.
It’s all happening to slow.
Living on repeat.
Patiently and impatiently
affirming the life
I visualize before going to sleep.
I WAS HAPPY
UNTIL I WASN’T.
I WAS SAD
UNTIL I WASN’T.
I FELT PLEASURE
UNTIL IT VANISHED.
I FELT PAIN
UNTIL IT SUBSIDED.
I KNEW LOVE
THAT DID NOT LAST.
I KNOW LOVE THAT LAST FOREVER.
LIFE GIVES.
LIFE TAKES.
UNTIL THE END.
Imagine if you found your way back to me again.
A second chance at us.
The what if question I had forbidden myself from wondering.
Nostalgia sinks in. Dropping so deep, Bringing up old feelings I thought were buried in the deep.
What if you found your way back to me because we were meant to be,
Happy.
Wild fire in the sky
Putting on a show at sunrise.
Making sure the world knows you have arrived.
The moon never far behind.
A little more shy.
Glowing in the dark.
Illuminating parts of the night.
Both always a marvelous sight.
I would not be who I am today.
I could not understand someone else’s pain.
I can relate to the shame.
I’ve been in deep, Lost sleep, Cried and screamed.
Even felt crazy.
Who would I be? If I did NOT understand, What my sins taught me.
I’ve done some dirt.
Judge me if it makes you feel better.
Love me, hate me,
Opinions won’t change any of it.
All of my dirt,
Keeps things interesting.
I’ve dusted it off.
Swam in clean, clear waters,
Someday the ashes of my dust will settle.
Until than,
my story will only continue to get better.
Before her it was me.
We were everything.
You’d do anything to see me happy.
Say sweet words to hear me laughing.
In the end you played me.
Had me believing all kinds of crazy stories.
Second place is not for me.
A better prize awaits me.
If I tell you
I miss you,
will it matter to you?
It destroys me to pieces knowing my absence doesn’t bother you.
This void deep down in my chest
doesn’t know any end.
All this hoping and praying hasn’t turned me into a believer.
I am nowhere nearer to being with you. 
Seems like I’ll go on,
missing you.

I’ve told the inside of me,
it’s time to take a different path.
These feeling are fighting me hard.
Making everything inside me hurt so badly.
Crying doesn’t help with anything.
Forgetting doesn’t seem to be a possibility.
Accepting what is and letting it pass
is taking its sweet time on me.
Can’t help but wonder,
what’s waiting on the other side of this nothingness.
The waiting is shrinking what’s left,
“Inside Me“.
Rebel Rebell 
Take off the mask.
Let the sheep wonder why you walk alone.
It’s not scary when you don’t care who stares.
They watch, wanting to understand.
How you find direction for the road less traveled.
Feeling inspiration from all kinds of vibes.
Let the energy from within shine bright.
Be that light.
Show them how to harness the power sleeping inside.
Bits of things that pop into this mind. 