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Its hard to say what I mean and feel sometimes, so in my dismay I studer my words trying to explain sounding like an idiot, but some how you feel what ive said. Let the now calm silence take us away between our eyes while our love is flowering, now tell me how you feel that where both wasted in our moment. Cause now im seeing whats real as we sit still gazing at whats to become of us. An eternity? Soul fullfilling dreams of a long-lasting friendship? Its not a lie what I feel that ive slammed behind closed doors afraid of no end, and between our lives we know nothing of ourself's and each other untill tonight and its' so real that ive been getting tickled everytime we Kiss, Touch....Now the loves become our bonder with no boundries that are held by a thread, instead we've made greatness that is woven uncontrollable in our hearts, and this is what I said "Now tell me how you feel"(on one knee I proposed) receving a "YES" "Micah Allen copyrighted"

I awake today still feeling a pain, but not the same as yesturday. I am done living with a cloud of pride holding me till insaine, I want to change....Now I lay here in a gown of change slowly seeing a new day,,, its no longer unreal but inevitable that I take this to vain to esse these pains. In all of this I talked to a stranger and they gave me a vision with no time to wait,,, is this what ive been needing, so i drop everything and go. Still I will stay the same music always on my brain but not to case my pain, next time around to remember how I went insaine with no one. Blame that im wanting all of the top and none of the bottem, but now while looking down at whats left it'll be a forgotten time thats leading to a change that'll be unforgotten and not in VAIN... "Micah Allen copyright"

I awake with a mind full of thoughts uncontrolable, untamable but i get pill matic and reallze this madness is created by hate, faking the idea that ima fight, fight with myself that I created these plites with the fear of staying sobber. My heart is no longer out of my chest and thoughts are alright, more calm and colective with time, so i sit here and write, but every now and agian a stress stabs my fight with the thought of women, times alone i find that they are just a figure of my pain and there is no good hurt with them and time in and time again it transends my goals and plans to push foward, so ive lost again my heart is out of my chest and trying to deal with the thought of "I did these thigs to push them away" grows greater in suicide, somone said my name or am I just hearing this, can you hear this metronome its like a sonete to my ears, oh wait its just the sound of my pears. I move closer to them not expecting anything and I end up paining trying to see my outcomes with them not thinkin that fate is my guide and destany is where today lie's its complicated how I used to see these things but being in the Manic state i would think it would be hard even to walk straight. Now i sit back with no anticipation still faced with temptations but a better sensation from the pill i take, not beliving in somthing thats fake and taken what i can take in means of bettering myself and pushing foward with what its worth, follow me and find a peace, stand in my way and ill be sure to leave you in piece's. I have found what ive been feaning, I call it my fix and it cant let me down now im the King, but ive always been the Man so dont forget it or step in its way. lol "Micah Allen" copyrighted