Everyone is afraid.. some are just better at hiding it. #STOLEN

I fear another grim day of walking down these hallways plastered with a reminder of how people feel about me...
In a fit of match box fears and stone cold sidewalks hidden behind upturned collars.
I fear another day
Einstein was so right! Imagination IS more important than knowledge, because my imaginary friends, were always there for me, when my real ones never were.
Will you be there to catch me ?
You were supposed to be the air in my lungs.. so when you're not here I can't breath.

Watching The Sun; Life

I walk through life... unable to see whats ahead.

and then one day ... I find I am dead

Is that all there is...?

am I not meant to be saved 

never moving a thing

but the dirt at my grave. 

I walk though life... 

fall in love, and down stairs

never stopping to wonder

why nobody cares..

about, magic and mystery

and the stars in the sky

instead of just trying

 to pass the time.. 

Work, Lust and Money

looking out for #1

why can't we stop 

and look out at the sun

But people will tell you, 

romance always dies..

and watching the sun 

is bad for your eyes. 

A world of Inspiration

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yhuMLpdnOjY
You wont regret it .

Bricks are Heavy

"I was the type of person, that held onto things too tight,
unable to release my grip, when it no longer felt right.
and although it gave me blisters, and my fingers would all ache,
I always thought that holding on was worth the pain it takes
I used to think in losing things, I would loose part of me too,
that slowly I'd become someone my heart no longer knew.
Then one day something happened,
I dropped what I once held dear,
my soul became much lighter, instead of filled with fear.
And it taught my heart that some things aren't meant to last so long,
They come to teach you lessons, and then continue on..
You don't have to cling to people who no longer make you smile
or do something you have come to hate
If it isn't worth your while.
That sometimes the thing you're fighting for isn't worth the cost
and not everything you ever lose is bound to be a loss...."
-My favourite human.

The girl that lives inside this poem, learned to let things go
she learned that carrying all those bricks, would only make her slow.
we tend to carry heavy things, that break and bruise our back
hating, judging, worry, guilt. that builds until we crack.
We go around with broken bodies, broken spirits broken minds...
but if we can learn what she has learned... its crazy what well find.

I have emotions too.

In our last prompt, a lot of people talked about being human, and how they knew they weren't robots because they had emotions and know how to love. I myself find it unfair, so this is video my brother and I have MADE in honor of them.

Being Different

It can be really hard to be different sometimes, it almost seems like all the good ideas out there have been taken.

Boo Radley typed his with his noes 

Michael Reisman did his in.. what?.. hebrew? 

Sometimes new ideas are hard to come by. Sometimes being different comes naturally but most of the time you need to really.. really try. 

So I've decided to string a piece of meat over my computer... and watch my dog try to get it for a few minutes.............

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