Oh, what it would be
To be by a redwood tree.
As far as the eye can see
Beams penetrating the canopy.

Oh what it would be to breathe
West coast sea in the breeze
Dancing through all the leaves
Whilst fairies are singing...

Oh what it would be to read
Ancient history within rings
Written never to be seen
Yet recorded by seasons rains.

Oh what it would be to be
With you smiling back at me
Right now, tis but a dream.
With hope, but a fantasy.

Something important happens to you everyday, but you can't see it.
You're blind; enshrouded.
Nothing is perfect, but you surround yourself with failures intentionally.

I find it difficult to write when my
Pen made up of love is filled with
Broken hearts and pointed tongue's.
It's like a gun that's shootin blanks.
Like I drank the rotten soup that
Sloshed inside and made a mess of
Things... won't ever be the same.

I find it difficult to sleep at night
Cause my dreams remind me that
The waning moon sheds our skin and
Im afraid of ending up a sheep
Corralled into a gate that shapes my
Destiny... How cruel of fate.

I find it difficult to speak to you
When emotions rule my thoughts
Of *** and touch, my only tools
Good for fixing lonely souls until our
Hearts beat together and the blood begins to
Pool... Whatever shall we do?

I find it way too ******* easy to
Find a pretty persons face and
Sew them to my quilt of reasons
I'll never be okay with feeling
Like a tea leaf over boiled so
You can get a taste of watered down
Me.

Love,
           does never die
But,
           like the setting sun
It,
           slowly sets and fades
Then,
            it just moves on

WIZDUMBs BY JA 608                 06-08-2015

Summer is fading
Hot days are ending
Ice is coming and I am not ready.
T**ime flies by all to quickly

Then I came to the realization
That I wasn’t really alive
Because I haven't felt how is it
To be *dead

I am a lonely breeze
I flow with lots of ease
this is the story of my life
me and  my sister we love to fight
when winter comes god says "everything freeze"
and an old couple cough and wheeze
a friend teases another friend
and runs down a street with a bend

when summer comes I turn hot
and people store water in an earthen ***
trees rise to great heights
and men fight with all their might
men change and men die
but I live on forever
I am a lonely breeze
and I flow with lots of ease.

The world of man is about
the good and the bad,
the right and the wrong
and the confusion surrounding them.