Aesthetics

You remind me that all that is beautiful was once ugly,

That form and perspective are the only qualifiers.

When I look upon you, I can't help but think

"One day all the universe will devolve into that."

I cannot imagine the effort that went into your creation

But I often consider destroying it,

And what little effort it would be.

Numb

Buried in the soul a shard of hate festers

Blossoms and blooms when indulged.

On the surface you're calm,

Beautiful even,

But something inside is all wrong.

You take all your pain and bury it there

That place where your dreams lived and died.

It was once a garden

But now just a desert

Lost when you let your tears dry.

Seasons

I want to roll with the thunder

And climb a wall of falling rain.

When the wind whispers I will answer

With a flash the seasons change.

I want to smell some summer flowers

And listen to the bluebirds sing.

Although each second feels like hours

Without a care there's no such thing.

I want to feel the wind rush past me

As I plummet towards the ground

Precipitating, falling freely,

Touching down without a sound.

I want to wallow in the darkness

When all of life seems at its end

Because I know its grandiose purpose

Is simply to begin again.