I Wanna Fly

20 weeks arm break been kinda painful Nothing but a lot of time to be sinful Daily habits removing devils and angels. Time to get back at it day one with a pencil Life changes one day a high found in some pills. Next week the new high is an angel. Soon after nothing matters just you and a table. Writing lyrics, thinking the holy spirit will save you. Pay attention first lesson, never addressing with the past whom you choose. Every step in a new direction makes you dream if it came true. Living high off of drives down roads you were used too. Yet new tires, new ride, makes life seem like it were full proof. I remember in August thinking I would hike once a week, some new mountain, or canyon. I started of great, mistakes take place, but overcame every break. I went 3 months straight, no missed gym days, or weekly hikes in a place priorly relayed. Yet to this day I still can't say I regret missing that one that was planned on my father's birthday. First week of school was starting...

I told the world I wanted to fly And it took my wings I told the world I wanted to crawl And it took my legs I told the world I wanted to push And it took my arms I told the world I wanted to think And it took my Brain I told the world I wanted to love And it took my heart I told the world I wanted to speak And it took my voice I told the world I wanted to live And it took my life I told the world I wanted to die And it gave me a life I told the world I wanted to speak And it gave me a voice I told the world I wanted to love And it gave me a heart I told the world I wanted to think And it gave me a brain I told the world I wanted to push And it gave me arms I told the world I wanted to crawl And it gave me legs I told the world I wanted to fly And with wings gave me a note... ...I read the note, and it said. You need stop asking of the world what you want.  For the note was not of this world, It continued reading... You need to stop telling the world what you want, proving to the w...

Read an article titled "Norwegian Women" on my phone the other day, and thought damn vikings were pretty dope, viking women tho....sheeeesh. They were two hearts, once woven tight, A dance of dreams in soft moonlight. Her eyes held his, the world stood still, But somewhere, love began to chill. The laughter faded, slow and soft, Whispers of care became aloft. Once they spoke with fire and grace, Now silence stretched between their space. Her touch, once warm, now felt so far, Like distant shores, or fading stars. He reached for her, but she slipped away, And in that stillness, he chose to stay. They built their world on fragile trust, But cracks appeared, as cracks will must. The bright flame dimmed, and he let go, A love that couldn't heal or grow. Her Norwegian heart, once close to his, Now lost in time, a distant kiss. Through fjords and forests, cold and deep, He learned to stand, though still he weeps. The ache has faded, no longer sharp, The memories dimmed, like a ...

Brooklyn Baby? Hell Nah, Manhattan For Sure though... ... ... ... ... ... "Damn how long you going to stare at the night sky?" His brain uttered. Fun Times. Can't Lie, Can't Deny, Can Write. Fuckin time is slow again. And I can't seem to speed it up, but that's alright. A little spark walked over, and begged a question, "If only you would like?' Should I go for it, or stay back? I haven't been out in a while, damn it's just one night. 4 am, and Holy shit,  I feel that time was never on my side. Maybe three more nights Well it only took Two, and a small campsite. Turned over once again Lying on aluminum where Orange would turn to night. Screamin once more, Cause I shot the question, and you froze. should have thought that through Cause never seen a pasty white girl turn even more to a ghost. Turned out a canyon trip would change I suppose, A couple times dancing, laughing, and faking a propose. Tickets never could out buy The dancing to a band ...

Hit Shuffle on my playlist, and Venice Queen came on, I only listened to them a little bit last year. In fact the least I ever have. Kinda crazy. Used to be my dream to live like that band. I checked my top 100 songs, and not one song was RHCP. Wildddddd. Weird. Guess that's how you know I changed quite a bit. Well at least I think I have, but its always fun to reflect on what has been. Dosed been playing hella lately though cause damn I love that song. Been dosed a few times in my life now, but I haven't found my final dose. I'll keep my eye out when I get back in August...  Anyways without further adoo adu? UH Do.... Played all these songs too just remind. Good times though, can't deny.  Stepped too far with all my lies. Yet why did I ever try to compromise? Forgive me, I had no shot that's why I tried. Doing well though I don't want to reply.  Missing a lot of hoodies, I wonder why? Young love never seems to work, why'd I ever try? So much stupid shit, ha...

Listened to only two artists for 11 days straight and that may be all I need.

To my Dear friend “______”  Miss you everyday  My mind is a catalyst of walls Everything is tearing itself apart. I miss the days when we talked in the Car. The future that we had, and the fire in our hearts. But those days only seem to recall. The times you yelling, the sleepless nights that haunt.  I see the past through a timelapse short. Missing all the fractures of why it never was. I see a future full of all these swords Stabbing in my back if we stayed and I never to depart. Send a Messenger Oxytocin in my veins Fill the hole in my ether. Send a  Savior Heroine in my brain Fill the hole that was your love.  Four years nothing seems to change. Still addicted to the pills that you left while you hanged. The 8 by 10's that line my walls, all the picture frames. Why did you leave when you knew it was all in YOUR BRAIN. I see the ways and the consequences of all those you blamed. Thank you for burning the memories we had I won’t forget them again.  Maybe ...

When You will Slip When you will fall When you will cry When you will ball When you will remorse When you will scald When you will hate The Devil You have Called …Strike 1 The Day shall be when no mercy exists When you will suffer When you will try When you will quarrel When you will Lie When you will thistle When you will sly The devil lurks over As the nails pound Into your sides …Strike 2 The Day Will Come When You Meet Your End When you will all be a family When you will all have love When you will all have joy When you will all shall shove You will all remember the day no more Cause the devil will be Lurking with his bat Swinging once more …Strike 3 The Day Will Come When You Won’t Be! A promise is a promise! Nobody Blink Back To It Then One Down Another too go! So long pal Enjoy my beautiful Lucille As she puts your lights out In this Vile Show. …You Can scream …You Can Cry …Just remember  …I am the one …With the Deceiving Eye Enjoy Your breathe With Lucille On Your Brain...