I see you seemingly
everywhere I go.
That soft smile & piercing eyes,
but it’s hard to let it show.
There’s a beauty there that to be seen,
no where else is where you’d go.
Magnetized and mesmerized
as I watch you glow.
The moon and the earth
are always gravitated,
& I am by you,
completely captivated.
Like a fool is how I feel
for just how long I’ve waited
to tell you this one thing.
Oh, how complicated.
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 8:14 AM UTC
I see how you laugh when you're nervous and clam up when given a compliment. I see your love; for all things, people and places. I see the commitment issues you carry because people either can't keep up or they always try to change you. I see your curiosity that keeps you hungry for experience and your intelligence that keeps you grounded. I see your passion for positive change and drive to do better, to be better. I see the anxiety you carry toward your professional career because being able to do anything is hard sometimes. I see your thirst for adventure that's almost never quenched. I see your high moral standards that sets the bar for anyone trying to enter your life. I see the whole universe resting in your soul; I just can't help but to marvel over it.
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 4:41 AM UTC
Am I insane if I don't play their game.
I just want to rage. Let loose and feel the pain.
We live in a day and age where every breath we take is more poisoned than the plague.
What is wrong with the people when they enjoy smoke so much better than air?
I don't care.
My only concern is how I react when I see the sky is falling and I no longer want to catch it.
It's been wrecked; torn apart and I no longer feel the blessings.
What happens to the caption when the ship goes down?
He drowns.
Most likely in misinformation without even knowing about his castration
Because as a people, they've got us wound so tight and wrapped in hatred.. I can't take it.
But I can't save it.
So I guess I'll become a patient. Take their medication and just be complacent.
Never ask any questions, hold on to those statements.
Follow the sheep and fall deeper into enslavement.
Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
I spy with my little eye,
An internet full of narcissism & it makes me sigh..
This here is Instaville,
Where showing your **** will give you more likes than a career path will.
Living life in the Kodakworld,
Show us your *** a little, you could be famous girl.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four..
Here's a new picture for likes, can I get more?
Now you're mad cause just like the other guys, he tried to holla at you.
I was just assuming, but isn't that what you want him to do?
And If you don't, then truly, what is the purpose?
Are we just feeding your ego? Cause to me, that isnt worth it.
Now your crying, you've tried so hard for so long to find a real man.
You even went to the salon and got fake nails with a fake tan.
You were in the club with a baller, now it's 2am and you're face down,
Waking up with regrets, hair is a mess, face looks like it was the class clown.
I think it's time you switched up your game plan,
Maybe pick up a book and put down the spray can.
I don't mean to hate, this just isn't what we're after,
Less **** shots and blow jobs, more real talks and laughter.
Every day you get a chance to be a new person,
Just make sure by the end of it you can look back and say it was worth it.
Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
Always thought that life
was about money
and making it.
Until I discovered
it's truly about happiness
and creating it.
The man behind the mirror
moves his hand slightly.
Are your dreams given to you
for a reason?
They might be.
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC
Sure you're doing fine,
But you'll have to find the time,
To get it without committing crime.
As you do, hopefully you'll find that I'm..
Not as bad as you thought & it was all a sign,
To greater things & it's all in the mind.
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
The chaos can come and stay for days,
Leaving you searching for yourself like a rat in a maze.
But don't pass the torch that burns the bridge,
That hate will leave you standing alone out on the ridge.
Every day someone will go out of their way.
Kick you around, see if your down for their game to play.
But the spirit is mighty and you control your own destiny.
Tell the soul, those demons don't have to get the best of me.
At a glimpse it may seem like you never had a chance,
But hang on long enough and you'll see yourself doing your happy dance.
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 11:23 PM UTC
Having a bad time and it's getting worse,
Now you're thinking about leaving the earth in a hearse.
In the house, the windows scream and the walls glare
It's unfathomable, the insurmountable weight of despair that your shoulders bear.
But one day before it starts, you can smell the rain and you have no shame,
For in that moment you remember what it's like to live life with no pain.
The flood gates open and emotion pours,
Armed with passion, ready to take back what's yours.
You can see beauty in the distance, where the sun sets and the sky ends.
Tuned what you though was impossible possible and on your cheeks can sit a smile again.
The first time seeing everything so clear, it's like it's high definition,
Thought and ideas don't seem so distant. When your eyes open, so does your intuition.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 9:32 PM UTC
A smile that doesn't reach the eyes shows the sadness that lies beneath and cries,
as we bring down the wall of lies, that controlled what we did and ruled our lives.
Searching to explain the unexplainable,
But finding the words is like trying to obtain the unobtainable.
Feels like there couldn't be anyone on earth that feels the same, but there's nothing like a sunny rain to heal the pain.
Like being short and getting something off the top shelf, you defeat the struggle and find yourself.
The sun shines through and the clouds part.. Your new life deserves to begin on a fresh start.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
She never allowed herself to be as fragile as glass,
Until he lit her soul like lightening on sand, with a fiery crash.
Perfectly imperfect as perfect gets,
Like a cat in your lap, the heart is where she sits.
Her touch is like thunder and it rattles your bones,
Feeling like a little kid, it's 95' again and I'm watching the flintstones
As hard to read as a book in the night,
But in her presence, no wind is needed to fly the kite.
If there's one thing over all, her intelligence is key,
Because it opens up the door to display all of her beauty.
The stars in the darkness and how they seem to hold up the sky,
Or a baby bird that jumps and hasn't learned how to fly.
Sometimes life tries to show us all we need is a little faith,
And it can sculpt us into something beautiful,
Like a woodworker uses his lathe.
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 10:36 AM UTC