Last Sunday on 2012

GODSPEED LITTLE CHILD

...So came a thought to mind,

a painful truth choked my throat with a silent sob

a thin film of tears clouds my vision

when realization dawns

of what bitter creatures idealists are

Once innocence is lost

and the pink glasses of childhood-if there ever were-was lifted

thus unveiled the ever imposing,

infinitely intimidating cold world.

When dreams are hammered to submission by reality,

when one is forced to one's knees,

drowned in the bitter bile of thick sickening selfishness of human truths

My Lost Heart Odyssey

I sucked in a lump of air
And I tasted bile
I stare at the mirror and I see a villain
For guilt and pity are poisoning my mind
And I am but a weak mortal.

Providence touch my soul
Relieve me of this burden
For by mine own deeds I am encumbered
In my half-chosen ignorance I break my sacred seal
Again I feel tainted
Again I have wronged me.

I seek shelter and found none
For I know that from my pack I am now a criminal.

No solace for my guilty heart
No peace for my torn integrity
Serenity is but a distant dream
A utopia for one forsaken

To find blame which only I can claim.

Phone Camera Frenzy

These are from various places at various times, I just got the time to upload them.