Seeking Clarity

When I look to the horizon

All I see is darkness

Adding confusion to my thoughts

Pulling me deeper in this mess

Time comes when I can't navigate

I just feel along the walls in this place

My only compass is my hate

Which does not show on my face

Hate is the fuel in my engine

Burning me to seek clarity

Find meaning in something, anything

Sadness, madness or hilarity

Sometimes I sit in my dark room

Shut up and let the voices commune

They fight, argue and bitch to the max

I sit back, listen and relax

Clarity will come at it's own pace

I realize that it's a growth, not a destination

So I put another mask on my face

And let go of my hesitation

Clarity comes.

Hello, Coffee

I can feel this coffee sink in my gums

I know it's working to rot my teeth

As I swirl it in my mouth

It tastes as bitter as defeat

The aftertaste of poison lingers on

Like the burn of a flashbulb that has been fired

I've drank cups and cups and cups of this shit

But I still don't feel inspired

My fingers lie dead on the home keys

A home that's so far away

In my mind and geographically

I've never felt more out of place

Like a lonely jigsaw piece, I drink

This bitter coffee of defeat and shame

When I slowly stop and think

I've only myself to blame

The Gift

I'm full of so many thoughts that I need to express

Just let them flow from my mind without the need to impress

Keep the emotions raw without the words blocking them

To touch the hearts of the reader, with something almost human

I won't confuse all my thoughts

With big words and bullshit

I'll say it plain and all truth

Cuz this is how it is writ

Why make a big deal out of nothing

When we can keep it simple

There's electricity in this air

That won't let the words go dull

So this is my gift to you, dear reader

All these words that I write

Even if you're not with me

I will continue to fight

I will continue to write

A Sudden Lack of Immortality

I will not be here
In a 100 years, or so.
But it's also true
Neither will you
This time, the now, is all we've got
It's slipping away really fast
We can try to grope it
We can try to hang on
But what's the point
Time doesn't give a fuck
About you, or me, or anyone else
It goes on
And on and on
Alone
So spend some time at home
Take a break from this race
Drive slower
Chew longer
Love something
Have your heart broken
It will heal, in time
You'll fondly cherish the scar
We're all scarred after all ;)
And it won't matter
In a 100 years, or so.