Crown.

Merely moments
as peaks rise
than fall.

Like the horizons been seized and now
its time to look back and see.

Distance becomes clear only when you're far from me.

So I focus on the days light,
because in the dark
all faces change.
Playing my position till my hands bleed.

Trying with everything to stand beyond your knees.

I alone claim right to these forgotten
Thrones.

death

define
each
aching
truth
here.

A new

Talk the news

bleed the lies you choose but

you were always guilty of mistaking wolves for sheep,

you fell for that.

I helped create the trap

But I learn from my mistakes

let me fly.

the journey begins again.

Fanatical

Just want to be what I was destined to be
don't believe in destiny
but there is something that is just for me
maybe its this life
just like yours

So I try to take my breaths slowly now
for a reason now I can smile
the same I could cry for,

but listen to the prophets
they are silent now
and I don't know how to find them
anymore.

But for you
no action was a fast enough,
quickly leakage found its way to all your secrets
was a disaster hard to watch
as you tried to figure out what pieces you need to keep
like collecting cursed tokens,
you filled your pockets up with things that should have been left behind.

Circumstance and unfortunate findings at some point I think you'll
just stop.
all together.

Bought and sold for a bargain price.

Smile when they need you.

Its not like I'm waiting
but surly I am standing here for a reason.

She passed this way along time ago
back to basics,
of could have,
would have,
didn't.

Like saying goodbye and not meaning it
worse saying  I love you and than
not getting a chance to speak your mind.

No chance to go back.
react through simple pleasures,
tokens on taste buds of bitter
hearts
pleading through dead sleep and
driving on past the tears
today we escape the episodes
that keep us running.

Hell breaks loose.

Just a Pattern

Ferocious
facing facts that point faults
like hidden agendas
of war against yourself.

The silence catapults
the last truth here.

The position I stand now is familiar
too familiar,
blame it on my memory.

Distant and an overwhelming urge to be consistent.
In the love I give.

Compared to what I receive,
only a hand full.

only a chosen few.

I promised the faces I place faith in that
I will stop
pretending that the past is not real.

Not loosing.

Where I come from you cant run from your problems
it comes with a burden.
Soften,
but softer than the man who helped make me
and might always will be,

so we compare prospective
and we see
the differences in expressions
and similarities through destruction

Choose the same fate
that lets us decide which mistakes we could forget

The truth is now not hidden
the truth, there is nothing left to do from that point.

I carefully dialed the wrong number on purpose
just to see who was actually listening.

At A Stake

Celebrate here
because face are now familiar
the go to guy
but not in self as I practice
avoidance.

People take advantage
they are playing just to create a better day for themselves
cant blame them.
Help me help you.

but this is a one way street
you offer what I cant
I offer what you need
Its obvious we are going to bleed.

Perishing into purple clouds of predicaments
like a brave cry
before they finally take you down

We will stand until they burn us down,
this is a mystical misery
as I recall.

Boards

moving slowly now

the area does not turn black 

we try to stay away from the grey areas

trying to see things straight and keep them lit.

Lets put a mind forward able to make the right decision.

but we put everything to the grind

a mind numbing experience

and a quest for a dollar worth of effort

no stress

but the darkness

keeps me nauseous

So we start to wait for something better as we continue to stay right were we are.

the world is burning out the window 

and now it seems we live in a perfect world 

no complaints 

because we are doing what we are supposed to. 

have to pay for the right to stay here.

so we save for the boards that keep the rest out.

A personal sacrifice ridden of its faults by past convictions

but the respect was paid along time ago

like homage

signs of different time

one of the first things we all learn is how to fall.

stopped drinking away the pain

it was all so simple

so we can waste this night 

I'm this way because who I was before was not working.

10,11

OK so real quick the Holidays came and went and a new year is here and for me to put things into prospective would be a bit too cliche being that its already the 12th of January but I do know where I went wrong last year and none of it was life threatening. That is a good thing. But  I know what I need to do this year to make it productive. That is what I want for myself this year is productivity, or at least movement towards the things that I love and that I am good at. The other is to Explore, one of the most important I am here now in Cali and that I can call it home but there is nothing like traveling, being away and I look forward to that as soon as its gone. It was a great year and its bound to be another good one. I look forward to sharing my time with everyone and thanks for all the memories. I just felt that I needed to say something about the last 365 before i just started writing again. But the poems will come.

So here we go 2011.