I never knew what it was like to have a brother
Until I meet my best friend
He likes to say he's my brother from another mother
And he practically is
We talk to each other about everything
But we don't judge each other
We have a bond like the brothers and sisters do in movies
Except ours is stronger
We've been through thick and thin
And when were together its like he's the sun and I’m the moon
We work together to get things done
He's the person I'd call to help me hide a body
He's my person

I look for love
but it's never enough
so i hurt my girl
and get with a guy
im sorry im bi
why would you tease me
if your just gonna leave me

there is freedom in isolation,
in being idle and invisible
where one could sit in muteness,
swim widely in dusk and ask,
"Am I really here,
if no one is around to see?"
a different kind of suicide

there is pleasure in being a shadow,
in pretending you don't exist,
to avoid acting like you do

to pretend you are not matter
so you don't have to try to matter
and face the probability that
you don't

solitude isn't a time for me
to let myself free
but rather a time to free myself
from who I am

outside the confinement of company,
I am anyone and anything,
I am someone else, somewhere else
I am alive,
but I am no one
I am alone

You don’t decide who
Will make your heart race.
The corners of your lips just
Upturn so suddenly
That you only notice your smile
When you step forward and feel
The cement  pieces
Of a shattered frown
On the ground beneath your feet.

he was asleep

in his own
satisfaction

she was awake
wanting

the snake
was a figment

something to blame
for his future

the tree was time
and its fruit

the secret
she already knew

but pretended
she didn’t

she was not a rib
but she left him

with less of himself

Xavier was a hardworking garbage man.
He was a superman at lifting those heavy garbage cans.
He was well known on his route far and wide.
Because in his job, he always took pride.
He learned early in life and this I will tell.
That whatever job you do, do it well.

She made a simple call
gave a penny
without feeling tall
a giver of love
the receiver of more

I can't be perfect as I am.
I wanna just to be a better person.
I wanna grow, I wanna learn.
I want to be a better one.
I wanna be better than yesterday.
Than year ago, than mounths, than days and weeks.
I wanna just to be a better person.
I wanna being better for you.

I DON’T WANT ANYTHING
I JUST WANT
TO BE LEFT ALONE

I RESENT THAT YOU CARE

LET ME GO AND
TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
SO I CAN FIND MY PEACE

I DON’T WANT TO HURT YOU

BUT IT’S AWFUL HARD
NOT TO GET YOU CAUGHT
IN MY CROSSFIRE OF PAIN

SO LEAVE ME ALONE

YOU’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT WORRYING ABOUT ME

AND I’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT HAVING TO RESTRAIN MY URGES
FOR YOUR SAKE

I COULD FINALLY MELT INTO MY ILLNESS
DRIPPING INTO ONE ANOTHER
UNTIL I’M UNRECOGNIZABLE

LET

ME

GO

PLEASE

YOU’D BEST BE ON YOUR WAY
OFF IN A SEPARATE DIRECTION
TOWARD BETTER THINGS AND PEOPLE

BECAUSE I AM TIRED OF FIGHTING
SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU KNOW
AND I’D LIKE TO REST SOON

I have seen the world’s most beautiful places,
Still I feel, as If I’m a walking machine,
Watching it all through a screen
There is nothing in between to me
This might as well not be real.

Why can’t I sing along with some feeling, or some meaning?
It feels like I’ve always been blind.
I don’t know why you girls are so kind,
For there so many in line,
Whose lives aren’t as lost as mine.

One fine day,
I'll be out of this haze,
Yeah I'll be up in a tree,
And they'll all be staring at me.

the sand of your red deserts scorch the story
of your turbulent past your shameful history
we left you naked stripped you bare

your chained children cried
we heard it not
your brave warriors died
we saw it not

our needs were more than the Saharan sand
more wealth more gold more slaves more land
we left you bleeding in the African sun

o God what have we done

Forgive us Africa

a starving kiss from the sun
the rain drops ruin all the fun
bundled up inside my head
hide inside your mouth instead

a weak and frail famished star
the world is grey you are too far
coming back into the sky
all you have to do is try

I'm
                         still
                                             just
                                                        your
                                                                toy

            for
                 throwing
                               around;

                                                                                  You're
                                                                                       still
                                                                                       just a
                                                                                             boy


                                                     to                                          
                                                             Earth you are

                                                                                            bound.

Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you

She holds my heart
She has my soul
FOR
Eva long
To ends and beyond
EVA
So true
As the Oceans reflect Blue
There you have it
For Eva it's you

You said I was your answered prayers
You said I was the best girl in the world
You said I was the best thing you could have asked for
Well, now it's my turn.

You are the light in my world.
You make all the bad days the best days ever.
You were the answer to every question I thought of.
You are the peace when I can not sleep.
You are the one thing that can make me smile when I hurt.
You make every day worth living.
You are why I look back at my past and think it was all worth it.
Nothing in this world is like you.

You see the slump in my shoulders
the way I carry myself
the burdens of boulders
that threaten my health.

When you ask what's wrong
I pull up my guard
don't want your pity or sad song
won't tell you why life's hard.

So if you want to know
I'll bottle it inside
wrap up all remains in a black bow
and tell you I'm fine.

We celebrate the complications and complexity of life but is it really?

Could life not be simpler than what we imagine it to be?

Is everything not a social construct? If so, why did we construct these hierarchies of complexity that are only understood by the "elite"?

Are we infatuated with elitism? Have we blurred the lines between our wants and our needs?

Why the complications when you only want to tell the time?

Is this all for the pursuit of happiness?

Surface-sea:
look up at me.
Tilted towers fall down down
like they forget they were built. Even
crazy men seek more crazy;
bugs hide in corners.
Blood rushes and runs from being blue
but that’s my favorite color.

Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems?  That's what I plan to do.

one day
i might forget
the things you did
to me

and one day
i might not hate you
anymore

but when that day comes
i’m afraid
i might love you
all over again

a.g

In the pursuit of happiness
I found you,  but somewhere I lost me
You set my heart on fire
You set my dreams free
I loved our little chatter
I loved your every little thing
But now that I look back
It all just leaves a sting

I never realized when you drifted apart
I still kept holding onto the string
You crushed my little heart
And all I could do was sing

Sang the songs of my pain  
Sang the songs of my screams
I never knew it was all in vain
It was all just a broken dream

mental illness is the
most expensive thing
i've ever owned but
never wanted

Your presence,
sending rays of warmth
like the sun from above
but yet so close

Your touch,
coating me in eagerness
leaving no inch of me unloved
but yet not close enough  

Your kisses,
greedily demanding
The rest of me to fall
out of this world

the many moons,
you failed to see with me,
the suns, their rises,
compromise a single second with you.
the drunken nights,
we spent so bright,
blending in undying time.
your hair and wind,
ending in a rhythmic sin,
that never meant to end.

but it did.