The hyena

There was once a young hyena who lived in the plains.

Everyday he would get up and do his hunt without much pain

If there was one thing he knew

A single thing he mustn't do

It was mess with the lions

For the one who messes with the lions gets chased down

And pounced on

And eaten alive

And the young hyena knew he wanted to survive

So he never went near the lions

Some days the hyena would go empty

Although he didn't mind-

he had friends to share with pity.

He always felt bad taking from his kind

Like he was the weak one

And this had his mind torn.

If there was one thing his friends knew

It was a single thing they shouldn't do

It was mess with the lions

For the one who messes with the lions gets chased down

And pounced on

And eaten alive

And the hyenas friends knew they wanted to survive

So they never went near the lions

Through weeks and aboard months and under days

The young hyenas mind grew with craze

He wanted to be the best hunter

Not the one who got scraps and extra slumber

But each and every day they said to him

"You can't be a good hunter when you're that short and slim!"

The Hyena knew if he was short and couldn't run

It wouldn't be long before he'd stumble upon a lion

Who'd chase him down

And pounce on him

And eat him alive

And if there's one thing the hyena knows, it's that he wants to survive.

So he tried to avoid the lions.

The hyenas father had taught him long ago

To run each day and watch his muscles grow

But one had hunt had put the hyena out

And all he was left to do was doubt

He would ever be strong like his friends

Or hunt and bring food back for the dens

No female hyenas wanted a young Hyena with no game

So naturally they passed by him- all the same

Most of them didn't even know his name

So the hyena became lonely and one final night

He prayed to the moon that had just a sliver of light

I wish I could tell you what he said

But not an ear heard it- they were all in bed

So the next day the hyena walked through the camp

Al alone, his fur slightly damp

No one paid attention

Most had forgotten his position

The young hyena walked into the lions place

Where he knew he'd find the best food looking him in the face

What about the lions? You're beginning to say

They stared  as the young hyena walked their way.

The young Hyena walked right up to where he knew they'd see

And took a bite out of the forbidden food with a smile on his teeth

For there was only one thing he knew

One single thing he must do

He must mess with the lions

So they will chase him down

and pounce on him

And eat him alive

And if there's one thing the young hyena knew,

It's that he no longer cared to survive.

Sand

I woke up from a dream

Only to find I was still asleep

Do we ever come to reality

Or just fall continuously?

I can't tell if this war is a fight

Or just struggle through the night

If I can make it until morning

Or I should turn back at the warning 

I can't tell if I should fight anymore

Or pray any longer

Or be angry at myself another day

For letting people down

Or at least telling myself I am

I don't know if this is a struggle worth fighting

Or if I'll just go On crawling

Through shards of glass

Just to run Into the other side of the cage

What is real and what is not?

They don't love me

I've let them down

Too Many times

And haven't made

Nearly enough

Rhymes

To scar over

The pain 

Of Yesterday's anger

It's like I'm angry

At anger

For locking Me away

You don't see the outside world

Until you're locked inside yourself 

I think it is a battle that will go on forever,

Stirred by each and every clever

Little word that my mind takes too far

Burns a hole in my heart and leaves a scar to be looked at

From afar

Maybe I'll finally wake up one night

Or maybe this fight has no hope

In any light- at least none that I'll ever see

Hey tomorrow me-

Love that girl through each and every night

I'm too scared to say it

But I'm losing this fight

Every tomorrow onwards

Every tomorrow and each today

The sorrows never go away

Knocking on the door

Stomping down the floor

Always taking more

I can't be who I want to be

No matter how hard I try

I'm always failing to see

The path to getting by

All I see is who I once was

Who I could've been

Should've been

Left the den because

I thought I could make it on my own

Never was I so wrong in this hinking

Becuase before I finished blinking

Life flashed before my eyes

That were closed a tad too early

The moon dies

And I won't see tomorrow certainly

Don't even care anymore

About the rhyme or the door

They can kick it down

Make me a clown

Burn the moon out of the sky

She never shined for my anyways

Maybe one day I'll be normal

Or maybe that's why I act like a kid so much

Becuase I miss the days

Of my only problems being

The cup of grape juice spilling

Or my pokemon cards not having a charizard

Or waiting for dad to come home

Or my favorite shirt was in the wash

I wish these were the cause of my tears

Instead my only and biggest fears

Are if I'll live to see tomorrow

Or make my own dreams come true

A day with my six year old self under the sky

And Id just sit there and cry

Begging for a different future for that curly haired boy

Or maybe just a tree with some shade for the long run

Long nights with puffy eyes

And stupid pain that will make you cry

And this mind that keeps you locked away

Maybe they can do mind transplants one day

I'm sorry boy.

I'm sorry that each and every toy

Will be thrown away

When all you can say

And all you see

Is fear and pain in cartoons on the tv

I don't know what I'd say to 6 year old me

Maybe Id just give him some candy.

Pat him on the shoulder but not tell him this:

No dream or present or girl or any kiss

Can Change the mind in that head

That only thinks of the day you'll be dead

Down the pills and drink the drink

Let the blood wash down the sink

Smile at the misfortune coming your way

And with that yellow grin yell say,

"Fuck You, sorrows, everyday,

I will make my dreams come true this day."