Why I'm scared to reproduce.

WELCOME TO THE WORLD YOUNG ONE.
WELCOME TO THE "FREEDOM" OF YOUR YOUTH
WELCOME TO CAPTIVITY
I am the youth
currently speaking
I am completly alone
soul solitude.
The man is after my mind.
I feel my mind is all I have left
Does any one else feel this choke of confusion?
Does any one feel left out of love.
I Trust NO ONE
...
blood shivers through my body
aching chills caresse my spine
up and through out
the naked mind
the bare mime
I've hate inside
this inner light i love so much
Past lives, full of hidden knives
stabbing into me, during any deja vou
razor marks, sacred love
turns at every corner
and the road long and traveled
keep changing below my toes.
longing to be where i may never go
i step my feet into holowed ground
i fall for miles and miles
I Don't forgive you for abanoning me to the wolves out there
Biting me, leaving me with bruises.
I know where to go, but can't you see I'm lost?
These words on your screen
are a scream for help
Can't i help you? Yes you..
far out there
fetched to another land
o' if the worlds exploding
let me go sedated.
i'm am the youth
and over the years
this world has become overrated
...

Right off the top of my head.

I stare down at the cement, drying, hardening around my feet. Almost as if in a trance. Like the couch dwellers, whose fat becomes but a cushion in the sofa. Step outside and feel the 80' degree breeze. Lay out after falling to your knees. I love children's smiles. But I only see them frown, Noah didn't save the dentures and now all the smiles will drown. Love isn't an excuse, some love a hamburger and fries. Some love the tube, that dishes out free salted lies. Admiration is such a belittling affair, braiding the devils thin, brittle hair. Lack of vocabulary, text message pride. Hiding deep in the chips of a cellular device. O' your waves, radioactive and fair, swarming the air. I guess we are all spread pretty thin. I call an eight hundred number and my energy hangs long distance. I am a telephone line, and quite the machine, I am a robot-human-being. When your it forever, you must keep both eyes closed and the third eye wide. Web time is high time, fine is the linen of your cloak, rough as bark that we skin from the trees. Your story cheesy as a corny joke, but entirely intriguing. You've got the whole world at the mercy of your barrel. Click Click Click. Just like the blink of an eye. If I was a fish, How would you catch me? If no bait aroused my crave of taste? Are we the fishes, or are we the sea men. Sailing off through waves, Poseidon, wake and calm the shores. Poseidon creep through the open doors. The confusion of perception, the perception of confusion. The confusion of the perception of confusion. On & on it goes. To all of the end. Dead dandelions give me wishes. I blow the seeds from the stem, on to the floor, plant rise, plants die, and wishes come more and more. They cancel each other out. The cords wrapped tightly around the roots, below the floor, into the rocks, far down to the core. The earth has an inner light. Why can't I.
You know our light is being consumed by a black tar called fright? One moment, to ponder a bit....No, I'm right. It might as well be out of our hands, no one wants to fight. You say a revolutions needed, Lets make a commercial and advertise SPRITE. Or How about coco puffs, or a cruise for two. Lets buy a good time, lets buy a meal, lets bargain a deal. Might as well sell your soul, because everything has a price, if all your going to do is get old. I Don't know the Boa well enough to ask if he wants to strangle you and hang you from the vine. But if it happens take a picture and show myspace photos of the good time. Popping eyes out of their sockets, to be sneaky and see what is coming from behind. Cruise control 100mph speed under the bridges. One by one they crumble, and by seconds you miss them fall. So ashamed, take me to the cliff so I can let go of the edge. Down into the fire flamed water. sprawled on the charcoal floor. The bitch comes out to spill her speech, "I am the black man, I am the white, I am the tan man, I am blue. Your No color at all so I'll be The pig queen of shit, mock and hang you. give you no breath, no reason to live." sad, sad, simply because she can. This bait will never lure me in. I Go to the Forest to lay in nature and cry. Its all for adrenaline, I'm not going to lie. Heart attack in a can, Cancer in a pack. Can you say population control. Is the prison hiring? FREE ROOM & BOARD, KILL FOR US, BE CONVICTED AND WE WILL SERVE YOU CAVIAR. WINK WINK, SECURITY SHRINKS....you will never escape as long as the atmosphere holds tight. Or you can purchase a used rocket from antique NASA.com
I'm serious, just a silly goose, who weaves flowers and grass, into a hefty, nifty noose.

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How To RunAway

Seal Your heart in your pocket
Make your memories a blank space
Sing a song
when there is fire
in your face
The first rain shower
The last snow
What reflection does a rainbow hold?
I'm taking her to get an abortion tomorrow
Feels like I'm going to an unfair funeral
Sing the sorrow
stuff the butterfly back into the cacoon
Play god
and runaway
just like you do

native

Beauty
Beauty is so purty
mmmm... tree
Don't look at me
A snack for the queen
posion between
Native
drugged in a foreign land
never to return
or laugh again
Cig dresses
lost Lighter blues
Innocence is the braid
of times nuse
Look around
from the sky to the ground
this is as far as we go
The drop off:
The sun
at the end of the road
The end of our drive
Lets flip a bitch
and kill more hours
in the night
Lay a little longer
catch a star
burn out
more than just a wish
from a shooting star
Now you get to be
who you are
Your soul
native from your being
Don't destroy
like we did
sweet decoy
kiss of destraction
life of reactions
A clock
tick tock
suprises inside
look within
to figure without

Jimi

Sleep depervation

More like Dream depervation. Heres a list on whats on my mind.
*~the ever changing state of music
*~the butterflies of attraction (aka love)
*~Blue hair dye at my home waiting in the bottle
*~Payday
*~Random words mixing together attempting one solid poem
*~Paintings I must finish
*~Strangers with strange ways
*~Tom and Jerry
*~The lack of anything useful in todays cartoons
*~How stride gum sucks.
*~The silence of my job
*~My stab wound from my nose piercing
*~A weird urge to watch The Godfather
*~How I've been on this computer all morning staring into a box of white light.
*~The earth and stars

The Darkness of a Sunny day

Written songs that no one ever sings

Every hour of the day

the sun rays are changing colors

Every moment

we can dance in the rain showers

one confetti rain fall

Sitting on a box of clouds

Smoking away some days

Always curious of the faces

behind the walls

The wall of Faitour smiles

Come one, to be small

I rush away from the moon

Because I feel you

I feel my heart bursting

Splattered love all over

I thought I saw rain drops on the floor

Your eyes the clouds

Don't hurt anymore

Even when rivers run dry

When there's darkness

Beside the light

One final battle

"THE VERY LAST FIGHT"

The red stained shadows

&

Black stained souls.

Peace is now a fashion statement.

No longer the strength

The claw on the run

swooping down on innocent prey

The secrets silence sells

The Clock Strikes Eight

Bouquets of flowers to enrage the fire

Fragrant warmth

My guard a tower

satin smoke

dresses the child that shivers

silk tears to be sold

Tallied Cadavers

Engraved memories

buried hopes

I send the weeper to the gate

I summon the reaper to kill hate

Cursed thought

the expanding mind

what if we return to the state of dust

we are stars

he is correct

cosmic mistakes?

Perhaps

but that doesn't mean we aren't beautiful

we are the shimmer in the skies eye

you are the shimmer in mine

a hotel with golden stairs

jeweled animals

desks of pure water

and fish

i walk outside the the graffiti side walks

i run down the alley

i see a red fabric, I walk beside it

I feel like the rabbit

I've some where to be

late, so late

for a very important date

as I'm running...

i know the entire time

That I've already missed out

but i run faster

and my clock empties on to the floor

Inside was poisonous bread crumbs

I have the choice to retrace my steps and go back

But to where?

I ask the man in the top hat

(the same man who I've met on the high way

he once gave me a necklace. one glass tear

that contained all my sadness and fears

so i wear it around my neck to not live it in my life)

He gave me the answer

"What is the Point?"

"you are where you are

and you know where it leads

right back here

to give the same question to me"

i glanced back at the trail

then alley ahead

i was out of bread crumbs

my clock was dead

"where do i go when my time is up?What trail do i leave?"

he said,"why leave your self a trail?

Do you plan to retrace your steps?"

I realized the past is poison

I bowed

went to walk away

"wait, one more thing, my daughter

of dimes, Don't leave a trail, but leave your finger prints behind.

"i walked and smiled on

Came again to the still waters where i found peace

in the disturbances i caused

picking orchids

that were dripping with glittered dust.

I pick them for the fire

so they don't get the Stone angel's touch

Your late

so late for a very important date

run and empty the poisonous

fillings of your clocks

who is who to time true love?

Blue skies in June

Blue skies in June
The seeds dwell in youth
Your the light lamp
I am the moth
Attracted: a fool
Worn wings of maybes

I've heard the wind
as your whisper
Watched the sunset
Like your resting eyes
Dropped from the gallows
In your soul
Felt the darkness
as your disguise

Cockeyed babies
laying out on the stone
five o' clock at eight
when is our similar
waking
or dreaming state?

The saddening promise
The frightening hope
There's no fear
Just blind sight
Built bridges outside
Let them crumble
As long as I'm
isolated with you

As you fade to the stars
We'll go side by side
Death is the only way
We'll ever part
The only way for forever
to start

hola hola hola
so i'm in salt lake, sucks because i don't know any one yet, but i love our pawn shoppe, its kind of smelly though. i found some metallica albums there for 2$ which was cool. and a dVd for five bucks that has some old horror movies, DR. Blood's coffin... etc. etc. there fun to watch because there old, so its not to scary just creepy. I miss my cd case.... i lost both of them so all my music is gone, and i cant resort to my laptop because my sistas threw away the chord, and its weird the music i miss the most is Smashing Pumpkins, ahhhh.... i really want to hear Adore :( and in the arms of sleep, i think i have a music curse because i always loose music items like my i=pod :)
i'm bored and i know i didn't betray anyone
:(
fin

sometimes

Sometimes you really don't value the people you have until you have to leave them or they leave you. These last couple weeks have been too much of a roller coaster and its one of those rides where you just want it to end but it never does. My farewell party which was really fun was almost a month ago, but i never moved. I stayed at Mac's motel as most of you know. but i really don't want to talk about that too much or about whats going on right now. That shit is really depressing and depressing is always boring. I went too my new house, (which is the exact same house i grew up in) it gave me the chills i don't know why. Its almost as if my childhood is a ghost, and memories are coming back to haunt me. You'd of like my house back in the early 90's. I just know you would. It was a dis functional perfection. My favorite part was the big red rusty swing set. it wasn't that plastic five foot shit, oh no.... it was big enough it looked like you were going to descend right into the sky. its gone now, but you really would of loved it. Yesterday i was driving around in salt lake and i was trying to get to park city and back up to heber to pick up Noemi, Martha and Jill. We were going to go to the canyons and just chill. I got lost and by the time i found parleys i was out of gas. so i took this exit to try and find a gas station. It was desolate, but i met this bicyclist, he was stretching and looked so focused and determined... like he was lance Armstrong or something. I pulled over to ask for directions, he did what most people would do, i could tell he had no idea, because he kept pointing in different directions, and his numbers were worse then a sudoku puzzle, but he had that kind old man persona, the one where you want to ask him if he'll take you fishing and be your grandpa. I didn't mind that he didn't knew, its charming when people accidentally mislead you, it shows they truly wanted to try and help you. Either that or they don't give a shit if you take a desolate dessert road and end up dying. Who knows, but he really was like a grandpa. I ended up going back to salt lake. Because i couldn't find that exit he was telling me about. But damn it the city is so confusing.... i almost hit this guy who was riding his bike to, kind of a coincidence if you think about my bicycle encounters. I know I'm a bad driver... but i also happen to know i can turn left on a green light. He was wearing this kick ass peace Ty-dye tee. and he had his headphones on, probably blasting something I'd love like Eric Clapton or the doors. Well i almost hit him... fortunately we're both good at swerving, so he lived. I know i didn't scare him enough because he was able to flip me off and follow me three blocks to chew me out. Luckily i was wearing my Beatles shirt, because after he yelled, "Bull SHIT YOU FUCKER!!!!" he whispered as he drove of < "nice shirt" * followed by whispers**** "good band, good band" i think the Beatles saved me from getting mugged. i was kind of mad at him and when i went to Starbucks all i could think about was how guilty i felt about almost hitting a hippie brother, i wanted to follow him five buck and chew him out for yelling at me and thinking it was okay because we found common ground. but i would never do that. I'd feel guilty even more. But you'd of been shocked. I bet we could be good friends.
good night
*~psssssh over