Random Awesomeness

pictures move bysilently sourcingthe depths of memorydigging an excavation of mindrandom and without purposefor the greater narrativenever had one instead remainsa perforated surfaceholes that echo with meaning but after the purgeonly images of joy and peace survivea selective storytold in bits and pieces for the good times Peace/Love/Joy Oo(^_^)y-~

when my heart criedyou were therewhen my father diedyou were there when all hope seemed lostand my world was slipping from sightit was your voice that helped me see as the pain that comes with this lifeoverwhelmed my dreamsand turned my future against meit was your counsel that brought me peace bless you my friendyour [...]

one by onestep by stepthe clarion calls to warbeyond my final breath two by twophrase by phrasemy heart will find the better wayand soul-filled to amaze the last thing i’ll remembermaybe as well as thisand through my last decemberi did existi did exist three by threefall by falland when the end appears to bei’ll cheat [...]

as the night becomesso does my resolveinto every corner of this worldmoves the delete key and as the search expandsso then will this purge continuenot until my heart has its satisfactionshall boiling blood find respite it flows from shaking handswith an eye for the false fondnesstil now unseen a random kindness from strangersransacks all judgementand [...]

between periodic slumberand essential physical maintenancelives the earworm and true to the very definition of its kindthe subject of its madnessdraws from the most banal to be had within the mind of our poor victim there shall be no poetry hereas the wordsmith appears reduced to metaonce the full force of the earworm’s distraction is [...]

the soft throbbing buzz of the hospital bed elicit an odd calm despite its incongruitylike interrupting a particularly exciting episode of a dramatic series about witches it tastes of kool aid a call from a dear friend punctuates the vibewhether or not it be four in the morningthe second season is set in london england [...]

reflections upon the strugglea kind of post-traumatic transformationephemeralyet timeless i don’t get itbut somehow it feels like i’m not supposed to since every morning begs the questionwill it be heaven or… some sad excuse to feel like shit funny how often it’s the latter bugger bound to finally be found the culprit and then comes [...]

in the hours and minutesof quiet uncertaintyi can feel the muffled screamsthe dreaded forebodingof imagination again the fear besets my conscious mindagain the destruction of all that hope hath built and as this great lie takes its placean unshackled panic sends my body to quake and shiver teeth grindhands clenchand claw to shreds all within [...]

this dayexpanding beyond the tormentonly to sufferanother unnecessary moment in a land of confusionthat withdraws all illusionof peace battles ragea generation comes of ageand the old guard prepares to goyet unwilling this daywhich breaks behind anothershall then revealthose who run for cover fingers pointing at the wallfail to prevent the fallof empire bodies rotminds present [...]

the body movesit gurgles and groanslooking for peacecasting off stones within the declineubiquitous paina balance of powerconsuming the brain but yes and the worldbut no not todaythe morning callspretension fallsforced to find another way the sequence is setthe choices are clear when i’m outta hereit won’t matterthe body movesthe world chatters and it’s far from [...]