empty container used to store,
trying to fit but cannot hold anymore,
take out another without a lid,
finding it quickly god forbid,
fitting perfectly with a sigh,
then turning around to cry,
it will not fit in the fridge too,
with more there is extra to do,
removing things we don't need,
one day hoping to have a feed,
finding things with dates past expire,
causing another type of desire,
finally making enough space,
then putting the container in its place,
closing the door hoping it does fit,
then for weeks i will forget about it.

slipping into the corner of the eye,
he watches her forever cry,
unable to see him in this dark place,
unable to show her his loving face,
a tear drops down but he cannot approach,
rules given to him by his death coach,
no interference from the dead to those in life,
but the amount he loves is so much for his wife,
pushing through the boundary bubble,
the coach speaks this will get you in trouble,
but the love is so great he cannot give in,
popping the bubble and puncturing within,
trying to touch her but he hits her instead,
causing her to fall and knock her head,
feeling sad and sorry for the mistake made,
as her dreams display then slowly fade,
he enters her dream and speaks to her too,
for a love and goodbye from me to you,
giving her closure of his unfortunate end,
so she awakes and he emotions can mend,
during his funeral she tossed a rose,
as he walks away to where everyone eventually goes.

stopping time in that moment for all,
is when the love we feel and then fall,
but how do we fall if time has ceased,
the pleasures take over when released,
pausing this moment to keep always,
hoping the love itself is not just a phase,
gripping tighter in the hug to draw inside,
then kissing to continue love with mouth open wide,
sparkles surround in the eyes and mind,
causing all outside to become blind,
just to focus on that one we love,
as the stars float in spirals above,
telling the universe that this is the one,
combining the souls together is done.

presented among the crowd of dumb,
the raising of the blue upheld thumb,
putting words made by another too,
or a smartass comment picture zoo,
unoriginal spreading viral messed,
a scrolling wheel is now obsessed,
10,000 appreciated people around,
while original gets barely from the ground,
what have you painted to show,
what have you written that people should know,
nothing said is nothing told,
as we should learn whats new from old,
make your own jokes and sayings said,
take from from your empty head,
express what is really happening inside,
instead of shaming away to your place you hide.

turn the key and fuel is low,
engine running but cannot go,
pressed the foot down but not in gear,
see the smoke rise from the rear,
cannot switch off or it might never start,
lift the bonnet to see what part,
tubes and leads unknown what,
cannot touch any because too hot,
closing eyes with oil sweat soaking in,
open them again to see where to begin,
still not coming and more lost than before,
the sound making the ears sore,
frustration mounted to slam the hood,
suddenly the engine begins to run good,
climb in the seat with half fuel shown,
pressed the accelerator now the engine is blown.

It might be cold under here,
where the warm disappear,
might be magical out there,
the place i never dare,
might be wonderful too,
spend time with you,
might be ok once I'm done,
then a plan is to have fun,
might be a place just for us,
a place not to make a fuss,
might be happening some day,
but all my dreams go away.

at the bottom drowning when caught between,
held down without breath by the one unseen,
looking above when bubbles float away,
to draw in the air so alive I will stay,
finger tips reach but my mouth does not,
forever it seems i will stay in this spot,
giving in to the drowning when i cannot win,
lifelessness in my body and cold turning skin,
closing eyes tight so no more light comes,
wrapping my fingers around my thumbs,
to the moment when fades my thought,
finding i held myself down and was never caught.

People sleeping do you dream,
inside them do you scream,
trying to find a way out,
searching all about,
trapped inside an imagined place,
floating frozen in deep space,
sleeping inside the dream is you,
caught inside if you only knew,
awake in the world but sleeping still,
unable to have the greatest thrill,
to see the world of beauty here,
and friends loving closely near,
if only one could crawl in your mind,
for your deepest feelings are hard to find.

honest truth spoken in words from her lips,
causing the liars and scammers to do flips,
how dare she point out bullshit made up to believe,
making the artists of crap pack up and leave,
giving all to those who are honest to back,
to progress of adventures without attack,
why is there pain if pain is a choice,
the words spoken are true without voice,
established honor among the good hearted friends,
within her circle and group nobody pretends.

You cannot put a shadow over my curse,
as my evil inside can do much worse,
you shall not try to take away my names,
because i will burn it all down with flames,
you cannot touch the broken glass,
maybe i can reflect to you a kick to your ass,
you shall not do anything else to me,
without us i have drifted out to sea.