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I’m shapeless yet curvy
Merely cannot circle around sense
Squaring off against an octagon
Rectangular dysfunction
No time to wear
A pendulum shifting
Anywhere but nowhere here

Sun is gone
Gray says it all, too brightly
Wrong is sung in silence
But a rightful place
Is left in a Nomad’s center residential
Home sweet honing in homeless owners

Confusion’s conclusions
Parallels still winds
Blowing lively through
A busy valley, A graveyard’s youth
A sedated sickly community full of healthy hope

Distance is closer
Local is further
Down the spiral of peaking hours
Bestowing stubborn gratuities
Marching fifty miles an hour

Tipsy recoveries
Intoxicatingly sober
Drunk on the wagon
Sobriety’s clean image clear
As pureness dirties up the scene

Bi polarized into psychological cleansing
Sane with these voices in my head
Crazy are those who don’t hear them

If you make too much sense of this
Your head is bound to explode
Becoming it’s own big bang theory
Of endless tedious lethargically
energized thought processions
Pondering without exploration’s
Exploitation that keeps privately to itself

Thinking is great
But over thinking
What would that achieve?
Watching life pass on by

My honor is ever sending
I am gracefully flawed to the core
Perfection is such a bore
Come forth resurrect confusion
And may the adventure begin

Welcome to this paradox’s universal contradiction
Where Pandora becomes flustered with joyful grief


You may now enter the exit inside this very conclusive illusion



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II

Confucius's Suicide Ransom Note for Hope

Recycled words used out of context
From eyes that differ in taste
Yet, With hypocrisy’s influence
They copy it
For their righteous journeys
Into the depths of unoriginal waste
-
Embrace originality
Innovate yourself
Upon different journeys ahead
Trust your own inner strength
Be one with the positive energy
That flows rebelliously with great stride
-
Drawn like flies
To a scene accustomed to doom
Living inside a rotten apple
The plague of Eden’s strife
Inspired by the intuition
Of the snake’s twisted words

Then comes the eradication
Of different opinions
That were deemed inadmissible
By the court’s Jesters
Crowned kings of their own propaganda
Rulers of their own self serving ways

And the Rat screams out loud
Says the snake wants to eat him
But low and behold
The serpent is truly a vegetarian
But he does not look like them
So who would believe
In something proclaimed as unusual?

This is no sacrilegious statement
No religious scorn here
Just honoring sacred words destroyed
Burnt to the stake their witching hours
Erased from this world
Where their history was eradicated
For a cause paved by tyranny
Passed by mere mortal men

People wonder why people live in misery
People wonder why people are always happy
No matter how much we argue with ourselves
We are in the same world
Trying to adapt with the souls
Of our own and others before and after us

Some are shunned, Some are embraced
The world is still way too young
Still taking baby steps
To the knowledge that is out there
Way beyond our current comprehensions

Yet, I could not have it any other way
Things could get worst, Will probably get worst
But that will make the future better than ever before

We always have to have the bad before the good
That is what makes us stronger every single day
-

We have our own methods
Together to alone
That is something
Even I must always know
-

Be different
But respect others
And where they come from
Even I must learn from that




Written By,
James Darwin Smith II

Out of Place

Dying right now
In mental decay
Thoughts spinning
In a cycle
Of distant delirium

Don’t want to be seen this way
So I hide away
Keeping myself
From sharing this agony

Pathetic I feel
As I hold this knife of emotions
Trying to kill this mind
Slowly but painfully

Crying inside
But outside everything is just fine
I was always a great actor
In this play called life

I don’t need pity
Just dealing with mine alone is pathetic
Dying to get by
In this hope I wish to encounter

I do have strength
Willpower as well
But it tires me out
Making sadder times ahead
But I still get by

Sorry I am not able to stay
Mingle and do my part
But my mind
Is going too fast
For me to comprehend anything

But this won’t last
And all will be alright
This is nothing
I will soon destroy this for good

But as for now
I am feeling so damn out of place



Jim

My Shew Collection

If you were in my shoes
I’d say, Hey, Those are mine!
Get a pair of your own
I need to do a lot more walking!

Who am I?
Perhaps not who you think
Ask me the questions
The life interview questions
And find out
These answers are not of
What many would consider “ordinary”
So asker beware

Does that scare you?
Well perhaps that is where you fail
And here you though that
I was the only one being tested
Never was good at driving on
One way streets
Mainly those that say wrong way

Then again….
Never cared for driving anyhow
Highways, just too crowded
Byways are what keeps my dreams complete

Confused? Welcome to the club
Though my club is a metaphor
That smacks out reality
As your club is the kind
Where people try fitting in
Being facades even in their own minds

Was never good with crowds
Anti social, Mind was always full of thoughts
That either nailed me to my own cross of personal torture
Or set me free to travel anywhere I please
Oh, the power of mentality

But I do admit
I have a vivid imagination
Have done so much
When doing nothing at all

But I try
As I walk the many miles in these shoes
Finding the right path for enlightenment
Towards a life anew

Do I have a redundant style?
Sure hope not
What is the fun in that?
My shoes are not the fancy kind
Just ones that keep me on the move

Still confused?
Ponder on, Ponder on
These words were not meant to be technical
I consider them to be freed
But that is just me

Be yourself
That is who you should thrive to be
Walk far on your very own shoes
Thriving to walk beyond even your own limited feat



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II

My Friend Anxiety

Oh my friend anxiety
Loyalty to the enigmatic core
Putting so much into this relationship
Always being there, Doing everything
And doing even more

Through the pain, The fear, The sadness, The madness
You have been the gun lodged inside my mouth
You have been razor pressed upon my wrist
The strangulation that has hindered my breathing
The dead end that kept me from ever achieving
The ambitions that bled into sorrow’s gloating abasement

So much you have done
In this very life I live
Helped me miss many opportunities
Motivated me to shy away in my shadowed existence

Anxiety, The thoughts you put in this head
All of the doubt, All of the negative notions, All the hopelessness
How you Helped me give up any hope
As I gave my best, As you gave your worst

Oh the security of doubt
How safe you made me feel
Hidden from this very world
Muting the sounds I wanted to let out
Oh, How I thank you
With my burning heart of mistrust

I always loved
How you made me look in the mirror
In the utter disgust of what I was seeing
As if my face was scarred with your own disapproval
The reflection of what you could never accept
Always being blunt, Telling me how ugly I was
Thank you, Your charm always went such a long way
Confusion is such a beautiful thing

Oh, Anxiety
I always loved the way you made me complain
As you were always messing with my head
Making me care about such small trivial things
Oh, How dearly I am in your debt
How could I ever repay you?

Even inspired me to be over medicated
Making me once lazy and always tired
But I gave up on that
Yet, You still laughed
Because you knew you always had me at zero

Thank you for the walls
Thank you for helping me fear for my future
Giving such cold words
To an already frozen state of being

Anxiety, Someday you will go away for good
As you are no longer welcome here
Our relationship seemed always one sided
Quit stalking me, It’s time to move on

I never even wanted you
Just that you were always good at brainwashing
Controlling these thoughts that made me feel like a burden to the world

I have had enough of you
If you cannot leave me atleast treat me better
Or I will have to….. Kill you for good
I will still be alive in the hopes I go beyond
The memories of the things I let you do to me
To you I was so submissive, So submissive
And you always knew that was something
I was so dearly against

Anxiety, I would like to never see you again
Stay buried in the grave you tried sending down into
Goodbye friend, Enemy, Please go away for good

For you friend meant,
Fear regret indifference emptiness nothingness detachment

Anxiety, I can no longer live like that
Your existence was sickening
Taking me down into voids
I never want to see again

Go away anxiety, It’s time for me to live life like never before
Live it beyond even my own expectations

Yet, I know there is a giant foundation yet to be built
And I must build it with all my might
Giving everything I could ever give
Believing in every positive belief
Giving these dreams the heights
They have never flown before

But I shall make a promise to myself, A vow
That this very foundation will be built
And this anxiety will fade away
As it will never spread to anyone
Misery was the true existence
Of this anxiety, This metaphoric creature
That festered inside my very soul

Living life
I must live it as a whole



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
8/9/11

Away Sick

Complacent, Too complacent
Have to move around
Hate being stuck here
Hate feeling down
Halting to a metaphoric ailment
In this empty town
Grey, Depressing
And full of leper dreams

I came back
Now I want to go away again

Far away, So far away
Where modest arms hold me
And where over exposed egos never exist

Am I one of the many who hear the same words?
Words spreading around like fictional forest fires
That non fiction becomes seduced by?

Is it real?
Then why not just to me?
I am always glad to share
But for this once I want to know
If there is any meaning to it

Confusion, Confusion
Life can be such an illusion
Choosing and choosing
The right words wisely
Does anyone realize I cannot lie?
But saying that perhaps someone thinks I just lied
Go figure

This is surely a ramble
And a rant induced by incoherent rhythm
Unbalancing act by the scales of time
In the rising twins of warp speeding thoughts
Where the air gasps for its own logical heir abundances

Why are the best things so far away?
I just want to fly away
But to where?
Is there really a home sweet home?

I sure hate complaining but at times things do need to come out

Perhaps I can cast this out for good?



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
5/5/11

When Different Makes an Everlasting Impression

Who am I?
Why am I here?

Looking for another world
A world full of peace of mind
Thought provoking, Analyzing this body’s acceptance
As this soul plans it’s very own escape

Who are they?
What do they do?

I could never adapt
To the “Normal” life
Always riding a train to these thoughts
On a track that goes a different route
Trying to escape to paradise
Yet, Keeps going in circles
In this place I call paradox

Counted as an absentee to absence
To the statistics of normalcy
Was always good at disappearing
Invisibility a gift that keeps brooding

Thoughts go fast, Way fast
Actions only work when alone
Slow in a crowding achievement
Just a spectator watching others
Rejoice in their public affections

Who am I?
Why am I here?

This body changes
This soul still stays the same
Two fighting it out
For the right to pilot this vessel
Yet, neither of them ever seem to win

And then there are those
Who think what is easy for them
Should be easy for me
Sorry I don’t seem to be your type
Society, You always told me that
Could not accept it at one time
But now I love being incompatible with you

I am an alien
From a planet of thoughts so far away
Stuck on this rock ever tumbling
But I try to adapt. I try to adapt

This imagination travels
To the exploration of these dreams
Warring myself of this disease called negativity
Looking up to the sky
Pondering which constellation
Is truly my home abode

I will never know
Just have to adapt
And realize there are people
Who share that same sky with me

Stepping back, Relaxing
Philosophizing where the stars shall take me

Presently Serene
In this compatibility
Bittersweet in these enchanting elements
Where magic comes alive
Infinity times beyond

I am just me
Paving a legacy in this quest for knowledge
Never ceasing to learn in this adventure
Always accepting this body
So this soul can someday be justifiably freed

Don’t ever chastise me
For ever expressing myself differently
I see the flaws and embrace them with all of my devotion
This environment creates its own atmosphere
Thick in the air of my own creativity
Creativity in the air I so proudly breathe


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
7/1/11