I remember the time,
When the world was much simpler,
As little kids we had it all setup for us,
Now see see the world in its true face now,
How it all changed with a few years going by,
I wish I still had the chances I had 5 years ago,
But now I take the chances today give,
Hoping I make the right call,
That I don't regret in 5 year,
Choices I can sit my kids down too,
Say this is what I've done,
Worring will I get disowned by my son,
Or hear Dad, that's so cool,
I want to be just like you,
But life is so fast how can I keep up,
It feels like I'm drowning someone,
I need help someone save me,
By the time I know my fate,
I will already know,
If I made it or if I'm a failure,
Did I let the river run,
Or did I take control,
And stear my own destiny,
To my own goals,
To my own end,
The time goes down
Every single day I hate the fact that I'm alive
I just want someone to be there and hold me when I cry
I feel like an outcast I can sympathize Rosa parks
Being beaten up and left in the ditch to die in the dark
I cry myself to sleep after suicide attempts
To me life is a burden something I want exempt
What is so different between me and you
Sure I made mistakes but that what humans do
No one reached out their hand when I needed their help
All they could ever do was think about themselves
They say don't judge a book by its cover and that is true
It just happens to be that my cover is of me nude
Don't let my death be in vain I'm spreading a message
I'm trying to change society, being a friend is the lesson
In the end of the day we're all still the same
Reflect on your actions and next time use your brain
The taste of blood
The smell of fire
I'm captivated
By the death all around me
Should I be afraid?
Should I feel something?
Is this all there is?
Am I missing something?
Your lifeless eyes,
Are telling me secrets.
It's no surprise,
I can't understand what they're saying
Can something be done,
To stop all the madness?
Can this war be won?
I'm sick of your sadness
It's killing me.
I'm dying,
I'm wasting,
I'm wilting,
I'm waiting,
For a prince who will never arrive,
It's time to decide.
Who I want to be.
Love to kill
Could it be love at first sight
To you its first kill
Stalk me as i walk the roads at night
follow me home watch me sleep
I walk the streets of queen st
when I see you
Skin so solf like velvet
Hair so smooth
Voice so sweet
Lips so tasty to kiss
I walk to you
As you walk to me
Our bodys touch as you touch my lips
felt so lost untill this moment
As we kiss
I here her say
I'm sorry ..
She rips my heart out
Left me to wonder
What could this possible be
Love at first sight ?
Or
First kill ?
I fall to my nees on this chill october night
Feel so numb
but so so right
As she walks away i see the tears start to flow
I ask
Can I have a kiss ?
Just to feel
how sa love at first sight ,
Despite the tiny hands
drawing faces and writing names.
The frost covered window
manages to cloth itself
in a new layer of fog
on a cold rainy day.
Closing out sight
from the outside world.
i can see the coldness within my soul,
i get the feeling that im watching it fall,
clinging tight like laundry pins,
but spinning faster than the pottery spins,
im never there really,
always pushing back the real me's,
who i trap like bumble bees,
in a jar,
call it a green house affect,
nothing ever goes out,
yet it pounds on these walls of thick glass,
screaming to the heavens,
seawaves to the land,
nothing on the sand,
The Doors,
Doors to an Idea
Doors to Imagination
Doors to Discovery
Doors to Inspiration
Doors to Understanding
Doors to Decisions
Doors to Truth
Doors to Sensing
Doors to Feelings
Doors to Creation
Doors to Enrichment
Doors to Enchantment
Doors to Fantasies
Doors to what you wanted to be.
Doors to Love
Doors to Belief
Doors to Peace
Doors to Dreams
...........can all be, opened by you.
Passionately, a dull antenna stares West
as if expecting some request or remark
from exhumed, gaseous forms designed for
mindless entertainment.
It masturbated until the break of dawn
when all her hair fell.
This.
This is what decreased your fatalities and
drove the crazy sane.
Dig my head into sand to prevent loss of thought through
evaporation,
absorption into your stagnant life from whence nothing returns.
With me I bring salvation for all,
but only imagination for some.
Share these words with your brethren so the
gregarious, gentle beasts may rest under the
blaze of a heat lamp casting down upon skin
with renditions of beauty creating fur as it
glides across Earth for an instant.
Eternity.
Eternity has ended to bring forth new hope.
-Ryan K. Fuller