Teenage Vibrations

Teenage vibrations illuminate
             in the dead of silence.
Cars parked on the cliffs of our
           sleepless nights with

fogged up windows and
           lustful sounds.
Brakes only keep us
           grounded until we

decide to soar off the edge.
           Seat belts won't keep
us safe from the thoughts
           that kept us

tossing and turning. We always
          watched each others
eyes turn green at the sight of rivalry.
         Warfare was always a

whisper and a slur away. Guns would
          blaze, swords would swing.
Battlefields drenched in lost chances
           and shallow breaths.

Wishing for a change in the wind,
           a slight caress of hope.
One blink too many and it's over.
          Don't let me shiver,

 turn into ice. I'm not ready for this
         adventure to be over.
Her hand crushed my thoughts
         into despair. Hand me

down ideas only kill me just a little more.
         But it's over, the look in
our eyes before the final crash. I'll free fall
         into your arms just as

 the alarms rings in the midst of a fantasy.
           Dreams end but reality
               keeps on living.

Pinches

The wishes spent on pennies in fountains
and shooting stars are nothing
but forgotten dreams.

Run away from the haunted and
stay in a state of consciousness.
Face the demons behind the

shadows of your distant fears.
Climb walls entangled with
the poisonous of vines.

Deeply slumber away
 in a field of lilies,
and kiss the moon goodnight.

Heartaches vanish at the
thought of pure imagination.
Happy ever afters with

no reason for sadness.
In reality, all we do is live.
We wonder what the words

of our farthest away thoughts
bring to the equation.
Now, time can be funny in

dreams as well in the
actuality of our world.
One minute your painting sunsets

and the next your free falling.
Never knowing if it's for love or
just tripping down a black hole.

The pain is enough to
make you want to wake.
Just close your eyes and pinch.

It usually does the trick.

1.
2.
3.

Squeeze.

Awake from your cleverness and
hold onto the hallucinations
your mind fools you into seeing.

Childhood

Let's fly away, to a place we can 

relive our adolescent imagination.

Use towels as our capes.

Coat hangers can double for hooks.

Teddy bear princes, cardboard crowns.

Mixing potions with colorful liquids.

Buried treasure between the cushions.

Castles constructed of blankets.

Decadent pastries made of the earth.

Imagination erupts into stars,

 flowing out of childish hearts.

To hold onto our youth.

Growing up doesn't mean forgetting.

It means reliving with our own little ones.

To step back into those cotton 

candy clouds and drink from the chocolate river.

Go on adventures in the closet, 

kill the monsters under their bed.

Remain forever young at heart

 no matter the wrinkles that arise on your cheeks.

Read of lost boys, 7 little men, poison apples

 and how two completely different people can fall in love.

Tell them anything is possible. 

For a plain pumpkin to turn into a carriage

.

To find love from a glass slipper.

No matter what someone looks like,

their heart can be pure gold.

Lessons from fairytales live forever.

Hope will always find a way.

Dreams can come true.

Just believe.

One Last Breath

One Last Breath

Give in to the slow

descent. Spin the bottle,

hold your breath and freeze.

I dare you to live. To jump

into a crowded place where

every sigh of hope is suffocated.

Kill the monsters in your closest,

fall in once more. Give in to the

temptations. The lust which pumps

your heart and turns your blood

warm. Eat sweet treats before the

meal. Close your longing wishes

you never try to pursue. Swallow

your pride and listen to gravity

whisper secrets of pure vanity.

Smash the looking glass,

cry at the sounds of desperation,

scare yourself into the unknown,

turn off the lights and isolate

yourself in total darkness.

One, two, three.

Breath.
In Roulette, you play for keeps.

No time to think.

Just pull the trigger.