It all sounds the same
the countless remains
forged an opening... right into the sea
the waves sing my song...
adhesive with urgency
the quest is open, and a common mission
is shared in my mind, for lost inhibition
has swallowed many, who could have been adulated
to the point that it shows, that it was all just a game
some will get the prize
some will remain the same
there are people that think, the same as me
but are truly limited, and words so free
has never been felt... like this before

If I can come to understand it...
it will become my trade
there is a note for every feeling
an on-going parade
that occurs all day, the rewards become secondary
to the feeling that you've created...
something truly legendary
and I don't know, but can hope to find out
the highest elevation, to just sit in a cloud
to know that your path, is long and un-paved
and your one of the few, that has it alright

a way with words... a wish to find out
what is green pastures? is it all in my head...
or did the wish to be great, truly imbed?
I would die to cement, my name in the stones
because what kind of legacy, goes not un-known?
when the mark you make, prevents future mistakes
it's a life full of memories, you live and embrace...
can't think of a trace, that's linked to me
from under this blanket, a cloak that can hide
all of the turmoil, that can brew inside
there are those who influence, and those who react...
both more respectable, than following in the pack

there is a road, paved 100 times...
are opportunities left? or should you go to the side?
look around... truly un-wind
and appreciate the beauty, that you can only hope to find
in a progression, progressing with progress
develop sayings on whim, find light in darkness
all of the one's, who stand aside
and see chances as cars, on the open highway
why walk on the side, at a snails' pace?
when the key's in the ignition, just put it in drive
enter a state, that is rarely reached...
your sweet lips, pressed against my cheek
I can't even look, without thanking the present
for it will never let me down, taken from a crevice..
goes an unlikely hero, a tiny little mouse
can change the complexion, from the smallest hole in the house
and one person alone, can do things un-thought
but it is not all, that have really been taught
the real way of passage, that only occurs
when forgotten is passive, years become blurs
and it is really only that... of well defined moments
that the truth gets un-told, and you just want to hold it

it is uncertain... as to whether by my death
I will be in a line... head shaved... in dress
I'm one of a million, nothing unique
instead of one of a thinker, new knowledge we seek
for I will see tomorrow, through binoculars and clear..
my vision past all, that bash me to the steel
and present are temptations, urges, and risks...
that I will only really know, upon a glance at the basalisk

bump...

tldr

you speak in code.. but why do you do that?

too long, didn't read

thats too bad, because i had some good thoughts in there. all very sporadic and underdeveloped but good nonetheless

good is subjective

well yes but if you dont think this is good considering it took 20 mins and i was baked than you are in denial and a fucking faggot

it's pretty clear you've whittled your way down to about six brain cells. and they're all desparately attempting to cobble together one coherent thought.

pretty awful stuff, really.

Wow, that was a pretty great poem man.

youre a loser and you know it.. dont run your mouth anymore you will just progress to sound more and more like a complete shithead

thanks

Actually I didn't read it, but that picture a couple posts up is pretty great.

oh ok true true.. face down ass up thats the way we like to fuck

all of the retards wave when theyre told

best release thread...ever

and now vitalogy71890's gone.

can't the mods just let him post in release?

maybe technical support too