Failure is an option,
Failure is a dream.
It’s what seperates whims and fantasies
From unavoidable realities.
It’s time to give up
And face the road ahead
Drink from the forsaken cup
And make my own bed.
The road winds through the rain,
How a snake slithers through the grain.
And with each lunge a growth falls,
Like the Kingdom of us all.
1. The mind is like an island
beyond that island
it is hard to see if there is anyone out there
to make things less horrendous.
2. Shipwrecked to your little island for life
to face the struggles by yourself,
eventually you stop caring about being rescued
and you make due with the everyday grind
just trying to surivive..
3. Still alone on the island,
getting older and older
sunbleached hair,
body giving out,
and then it all just ends
and you fall to the sand
to be eaten by birds.
Clocks slow to a crawl time creeps it's deceit
Some days lack ambition no spring in my seat
Pounding heart sure to cave won't endure it's fatigued
Need mighty endowment strength stability proceed
This pen hits the paper racing heart slowly calms
I believe in my words the sweat dries from my palms
Trembling hands quieten be sturdy as steel
I take a deep breath... Now to enjoy how I feel
Shane Aaron
Dec 7 2013
I speak my mind.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I bear you my soul.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I believe that all beings and
life forms are all the same,
and different,
at the same time,
and that we are slowly losing
our connection to this concept
as a species, and it is destroying us.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I believe there is a sanctity
that lies within each individual,
every animal,
every life form.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
Don't like my
style of self-expression?
My authenticity?
My 'attitude'?
My disgust with closed-minded people?
My honesty?
My truth?
It's just plain too bad.
I love yours, and I hope
one day we can meet halfway.
4:20 PM 6/28/2013
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2zIW8qDPhos
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when all confidence has left you,
and you feel bereft of love,
forsaken by those who claimed they cared,
that's when i'll fit you like a glove.
i'll wait behind your neediness,
and use arrogance, he's my friend,
i'll have you projecting all of me
onto children, women, and men.
that's when i do my finest work,
and all of me i'll bring,
when others up and leave you,
i'll infect you, and do my thing.
my presence will be cunning,
my manipulation sly,
i'll have you wrapped around me,
you won't even ask yourself why.
the more of you i can consume,
the larger we become,
to contaminate all is what i want,
'cause YOUR pain, to me, is FUN!
a fiendish scowling wimp, you see,
a psychopath, my dear,
enjoying all your suffering,
your kidnapper...i'm fear.
10:07 AM 6/22/2013 ©
fear is the king
of a coward's delight,
fear rules illusions
that cloud all fools' sight,
fear wants compliance
adoration and praise,
fear becomes arrogance
when you challenge his gaze,
turning the tables around
can be bliss,
when I make friends with fear
his intentions I twist,
fear uses everyone
and makes them his slaves,
fear turns the souls
of some dead in their graves,
fear teases weaknesses
of youth and of old,
fear changes hearts of warmth
into stone cold,
fear is the god
that brings glory to killing,
fear is the god
that makes the spineless willing,
motivation of many is controlled by fear,
due to principles twisted,
and virtues unclear,
many will use fear,
unwilling to see,
their fears are controlling them
clear as can be,
if ever you see one who
worries too much,
believe it is fear that is
gaining their trust,
fear is a mirror
when we've lost our way,
that tells us "forget love, honey...
I'm your hero...please stay?"
misguided people fall into fear's rut,
they slip and fall in,
losing touch with their gut,
banish your worries
and live in the now,
To strongarm your fears,
honeybun, this is how!!
6:57 PM 6/19/2013 ©