The Only Thing That Would Make Me Feel Home. What is home? Home is the land I come from. Where the sky is bright blue And the woods hum a tune Where the clock on the wall stops it's tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick Ticketing, ricketing Bustling about Not even pausing To scream or to shout Rushing, raging, going on end What type of message you think this'll send? It's one that cries Selfishness Apathy and pain Can someone please help me? I'm going insane! There must be much more to this maddening #life, Other than aimlessness, sickening strife

The Fox The Fox With the pipe He smoked all night Fears all floated away With each puff He took He sat He looked Yonder till break Of new day And when the sun shined And when the birds sang Would old Mr. Fox depart Because later that night With the moon Shinin' white Would the Fox begin To begin again.

"Maybe I'm not the one who needs to do the saving, but the one who needs to be saved."

Recognize Reality Warped heart Wrap yourself around me Make me disappear Aimless wanderings Wonderings rolling wild Weave within and without Me You'll be stone For you won't be the same Jeopardize this amity Abide with me Or I'll have to travel alone Paralyzing temperament Yearning as years go by

The Hopeful Romantic Intimate whispers Gasps for air Alone in a room A blank wall that I stare These words being said So different from my own And I remain empty Unhappy, alone Here in this room As I settle and see I hope that one day It's not far off as it seems But until that day I'll remain just like this Living, dwelling In my own imaginary bliss