Poem things, Rants and Thoughts

Rant #2 – with context deal at the end


Terrible timing for the timeline lighting the way towards the dreams we’ve been hiding,
Hide away from the thoughts that are keeping us from shining,
Shine bright through the night as you stay awake without trying,
Try imagining the life that keeps you constantly smiling,

Need a little hope, then turn away from the wrong kind,
Of people and places draining the good parts of your mind,
Theres a message in the passage to the parts that you cant find,
And a way to the goals in this world thats been pre designed.

We can exist with one another and let the moments simply slip by,
Feeling nothing that is wanted but simpley accepting what is felt right,
Living for nothing more than what we experience will be just fine,
Giving in to all that flows and comes to mind in this tickle of time.

We may ramble, stumble or fall into our ideas, goals and dreams,
Talk for fifteen hours straight with nothing to pressure how it seems,
We can figure out something new or realize the past or scream,
But after all is said and done, we can all become everything.


NV. – written sometime between April 15th, 2018 and May 6th, 210 @ 11:20 p.m.

Uhh, not a whole lot to say about this one, it may speak for itself to some, other it might not. Im not sure if it even speaks to me yet, I wrote the dang piece of words and lines. But yet, it seems distant to me, anywho. This is a rant but done with rhymes I suppose, Im no expert in using the English format of communication to express ones internal feelings or thoughts or beings that happen sometimes…uhh but, Id like to say that I do enjoy exsisting with others, letting life flow without paying attention to the way others think it should or shouldn’t. Appreciating and accepting who ever may be gifting me with there presence and thus try to elevate eachother in anyway. Let that be through sit down conversations, walks and talks, musical jam sessions(limited to ones experience and time spent with available instruments), outdoor activities, what im getting at is that your life and my own can be open to anything and everything. We can become, experience and live how ever we’d like and I think thats beautiful. Too long and frequent do we pay our attention to distractions, delusions and drama, when in reality the more you that you are you and the less like others you spend time observing, the more you will find that we are all one in the same, just at different stages, places, and parts of our own story lines. But that doesnt mean we have to oppose one another for those differences, its ok to accept someone for who they are regaurdless of what they seem like. Its tough to do at time but I can assure you that in this context…that little thing will open your life up a bit, allowing you to be what is you seek or see what you dream. Thanks for being here, hope you share a comment or question if you are still here with this train of my conciousness. -SF.


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Poem things, Rants and Thoughts, Unfinished songs

Rant #1


This World is fucking terrifying,
It terrifies me,
The terror tearing through the broken streets,
Broken dreams and hopeless needs,
Hopelessly hoping we
Happen to,
Find some peace.
In a World this fucked up and fearful,
Get an earful of a lust filled,
Feeling that must spill,
Into the lines when I’m seeing the signs,
Signed by demons that find time,
Into my right mind and my left mind,
Gotta split this brain into two just to think fine.
Do i seem fine?
Fine, tell me, is it the stress lines?
No?
It’s this World right?
We humans can’t get this world right tight together,
We miss the point of being remembered,
Do you remember?
The last time people on this planet could stand it?
Cant begin to imagine a place where their passion,
Is issued like texts books instead of a fashion,
Fashioned ways of teaching, reaching out to children,
Seeming to forget what it means to find meaning,
In life, you get one shot, Eminem said it best,
One openly oppressed opportunity to give workin a rest.
See, this started with worldly issues, now im searchin for a tissue,
My situation isnt changing, im sustaining.
Gaining knowledge everyday like the books are fucking raining.
This is lame see,
I’m making a damn fool of myself,
You wanna see whats on my shelf?
Not gold bars or platinum stars, no.
Shit written about stars,
The people and planets, all forms of philosophy,
And shit you cant manage,
I can manage to manipulate my words with written burns
Verbally abusing the right read my shit out loud to say
“Hey, Your story is preat great”
But if you can’t participate is something really fuckin great,
Then wait,
Determine your future in the future, cause future you will know a thing or two.
A thing more than you think you do,
One day you will know this too,
At that point you will sing this through.
Singing,
“This World is fucking terrifying”
“It terrif…”…”no, this world is freaking true.”
Dark at time when there seems to be no rules,
Written to tell what to do,
Next, but then, anxiety takes over, fucks you up,
Has you tucked up, under the covers searching for mother.
You start to feel smothered by the World that gives wonder,
To the times when the sounds outside seem like thunder,
Thundering down lightning to my mind to create cracks,
And crevices creeping through my memories.
But the sounds are not there,
its this World that you fear,
When the demons get near,
You start to forget your cheer and exsist with your tears.
Tearing streams down your face fast paced,
Like if you stop all the crying youd be lieing,
When inside it feels like your dieing.
Im sorry, things always take this dark turn,
I dont know why,
If I think and try to learn,
It will be me who will cry.
I’m just a regular guy,
But when I look to the sky, I see my future arise,
As high as the sun rise when the moon dies.
And in a World that seems like it wont try,
I guess I’ll just give it some time.


NV. – written on April 24th, 2018 started @ 2:33 a.m. finished @ 3:06 a.m.

Just for context, I had no idea where this was going, not when I started or when I finished. Kind of cut it off at the end a bit, usually I have no idea when to end most of the stuff I post on this site, so I just force it at times. Seems like if I let some thoughts flow they would go on forever, finding the right words once typed out in front of my weird wondering brain conceiving them, mmm. Anywho, just a randome collection of word up above, sounded good to my mind as I typed them out. Thanks for all the support and have a grand ole everyday.

SF.

Poem things, Unfinished songs

See You Soon


Lil peep said it best,

“I would scream your name with my last breath”,
I can’t get over this,
My memories are yours for controlling,
You know why?
Even though I’m not right for us,
I want no one else.

But,
When you love someone that loves you last,
That love falls into the past,
The root of your pain,
I pushed you away
Never knowing what to say.
We were always so complicated,
Missunderstanding and feelings,
Left unknown and unwanted.

I always wanted to help you shine,
When i had to chance to call you mine,
It didnt matter how bad things got,
You made everything feel just right.
Made everything disapear into bliss
Its the person that you are that I miss.
Not the feelings I list.

Will you ever see things the way I do
I couldnt hate you even if I tried,
No matter the problems,
I just want you to share them,
With me, connecting and relating
Even if life gets draining.

I’ll write poem after poem,
Loose myself in piece after piece,
But until you recapture my heart,
My life, it falls apart.
definable by dissapointment,
I dissatisfied you beyond belief.

But now, these words go out to you,
So you know even as I forgot myself,
It was you who kept me here,
Couldn’t leave this life without you near.
For now I’ll just keep tipping this beer,
Ill see you soon or in the end of my years.


NV. – written on April 8th, 2018 started @ 1:37 p.m. finished @ 2:00 p.m.

Poem things, Unfinished songs

Dreams


My Poems feel repeated, like I’m playing a game, stuck in a loop, like the level won’t change

Try to find a different thought, now this is feeling the same, groundhogs day in this verse, Bill Murray’s to blame,

no wait…It’s my brain!
We’re not on the same page!

Its flipping back and forth,
Attempting to rattle my cage!

Wait, get back here and stay, wont let this thought fade away, no thats never okay

Cant make a difference if your feelings arent famed, when does that start to fade,is it when we have it made or will it be a different day

Look, even as a star, when it rains its gunna pour, weather its the feelings on the paper or the money on the floor

Life hands you opportunities, but you throw em out the door

Hold up, then what will you score

If you give up your dreams

Life will love you no more

Think about that for a second as you finish your chores

When you wanna make it big, youve got to culture your lore

See the story before its written and imagine your goals,

Are not as far away as they feel, they’re right here at home

They’re inside of you, not at a damn store, start directing your focus, to break out and soar

You can’t buy who are, the parts you can’t see, so when you wanna be known, you’ve got to come clean

If you wanna make a change

Start living your dream

One day at time

Is all that you need.


NV. – written between April 2nd and 3rd, 2018 started the 2nd around 4 pm. Finished the 3rd around 6 pm.

Thanks for reading! Well I hope you sang it in your head 🙂

Drawings-Handlettering

Progression #2

Just doing some practicing. Here are some snippets throughout the process. Hope you enjoy!














NV. – Drawn on April 2nd, 2018 started @ 1:13 a.m. finished @ 11:30 a.m.

Thanks for viewing, please leave a comment if you’d like.

Drawings-Handlettering, Poem things

Progression


A few photos to show a bit of the process, I wasn’t planning anything with this other than I knew the words I wanted in it and there needed to be a moon somehow integrated into it. Hope you enjoy and remember it’s never too late to say hello. Also, there’s a bit of irony in a mistake I made during the drawing of this, let me know if you find it.

It reads:

And you were just like the moon, so lonely, so full of imperfections. But just like the moon, you shined in times of darkness. – author unknown



Thanks for making it this far. Feel free to ask questions or tell me what you think, I’d really like to hear. Have a nice day.


NV. – Drawn on March 30th-31st, 2018 started @ 9:45 p.m finished @ 5:30 a.m.

Drawings-Handlettering

Some pieces I drew recently

Left these fairly undetailed and white for prints, to color in and practice with, not sure if I would say they are completed. But here they are, hope you enjoy.


Another piece of work.
“Alone at times, but never in my mind.”

A piece of my work.
“Its always been you”

For ole Posty
“I feel just like a…(blank space)”

to Steve Jobs
“To the crazy ones”
a play of of LOVE by Kendrick
“can you just love me?”