Swinging

Crash

So many lives come together on a hard course to an unknown destination A crash course full of hurt

So many connections lost because of conflics Love aint a thing its a feeling

You all crash head long into this bizarre world of lost dreams, loves, and hates As you wade on through you find friends

Dead, alive, or long forgotten these friends represent a world you have built, torn down, or left alone Remembering the pain and joy of friendships lost or friendships gained

You believed and saw that so many young lives were shattered or fixed together A heart felt bond was made that day And all you crash into

is

Love

Swinging

I love swinging
I love my feet touching the sky

I love swinging
I love plummeting back down to earth

I love swinging
But what if I let go
Would I go flying?
Would you be there to catch me
or
would I soar on by till I hit a star

ITouch Talk#9

And as I read lost tomes of my work and shed tears on my dirk I stand against a world that devoured my joy and so I let the blood flow freely to a wave in the ocean it matches its speed and drifts along the bottom of the sea of lost memories that reflect young trouble brewing in our hearts today and I trip when I see the lies they sell on my tv and I drown from all my grief but funerals are not my thing even though I cant cry over dead people I still cant stand the expressions and stench so every night I cry myself to sleep wondering when is it gonna be me why dont I just end it soon and be free give up on all my emotions and let it out of me without repercussions of the heart that will slow me down and I look at her but the words wont  come out cause its like Im lying to myself but I hate these thoughts that run through my mind like a train on a bind and so the world really sees who I am as the eccentric Cousar that spits out words faster than your plan of thoughts tha...

ITouch Talk#7

The dark clouds cover the horizon of my paradise as lightning lances across the sky and shocks the unbelieving into submission and my life ccrumbles into dust and the world cries tears of blood that drowns the damned and starves my fruits of labor and so i give up on a life that holds no joy for me and my grave rejects me and hell has no hold on me cause im Gods child but was told i was a contradiction to what i claim and i feel so useless and when the end nears i run for the mountains which holds the sky up and i wanna help but my spirit is broken and my physic is unnaturally weak and while they run for the finish line to be first i run cause i feel free as the air rushes around my body and allows it to float free of a lost consciousness