Horizon Fireless

I am always skimming the surface
afraid to dive in
scared to swim
afraid to sin
and not be able live again

light breakfast
A heavy mind
My life is more
than flying by

i almost won a painting tonight
i crossed my fingers
and it didn't help

That's just a fallacy
like following your dreams
and such

Is it your fallacy or fantasy
that is supposed to lead the way
from it do we take direction
or should we stray away

Wander off in our own little directions
behind society's expectations
forget that we know

what we should all do
and continue on
with whatever given clue

we have to guide on us
on this as·i·nine journey
taking turns fighting
and taking turns serving

Hammering out inclings
we thing we should follow
Thinking their making us
feel good to follow
what we've been brought up
to think is alright
and taking the moments
to make them much like
the ones we've created
the ones that we've stated
in books and lyrics and
poems and good songs
but Even a moment can prove that
you're wrong
when you're trying to tell us
the world does make sense
and your pennies as good as
it was when first spent
but the dollars a treasure
and ten makes me smile
and thats when I know
that it all makes sense.
the barometric pressure of the world
throws me off
squeezes my lungs
and makes me cough

I hope i sleep well
for once.
----tls (tonight I'll sleep....I swear)

I am surrounded by blessings
and yet I see none

I am interested in giving thanks
but I can't think of one

My mind has gone stale
and My skin grows more pale
the sun hides away
behind its February veil

am I worth fighting for
no swords cross blades
i see no grimaces of war
no riots or raids

who am i kidding
if there is no one to laugh
i run to, from, and along
a genuine path

I struggle with today
the journeys all a riddle
I've become my own delay
and I'm only in the middle
---tls

My head aches with indecisiveness.

I focus on the most ridiculously unimportant things...and entertain the thought daily.....
of being all I can be

in an army of me.


I will go against the Nashville Grains
and I don't care how long it takes

I am a misfit in solitaire
watching others walk around in pairs

the room is too loud
i can only hear others think

when I asked about love an unnamed friend told me this:

love is:
a monster that leaves the soul mates split in two by death of one. A
kite to
ride towards the sun with crystalline smile. An extra blanket to warm
the
toes at night. A chain to link the train cars of family. A virus to
poison
the mind. A weapon to rule the world. I know it's at least a weapon
to
rule your own world, a person just needs to learn how to aim the damn
thing.
Picture nights lived in slight breezed valley. Valley has stream to
bathe
and play. Evergreens place protection and the cleanest air you've ever
known. Days open elderly mountains of knowledge. They know what's
happened
below. They've seen what actions and lessons have been below in their
valleys. Capture the mind in a photo. Capture the emotions through
the
ear's allowed waves. Sinusoidal in pattern and smooth in transition.
The
dream today is reality and the lifelong games to find an answer

I saw a man
Chasing the Horizon
'Round and 'Round they sped

I yelled out to him, "It is futile"

"You lie", he cried........and ran on

-----stephen crane