You asked me how I felt about you
You wanted me over and over again
You asked me if you meant something
You wanted to know me in every corner.

But
All I could answer is that I cannot answer
I would rather keep the feelings to myself
I would rather keep enjoying the bitterness
I would rather keep enjoying the sweetness
I would rather keep the mystery to myself.

And
You were curious of that ****** mind
You wanted to know my flaws
You asked me to open up myself to you
You desired the secrets that held my heart
You envied the darkness that covered my soul.

Though
You were not ready to confront the devils in me
You did not consider how weak you could be
I was not ready to let go of this you and me
I was not over that clinging heart that lacked us
We were the unspoken devil and angel of the earth.

Heart is racing
The beat won't cease
Neverending rhythm

The pain is deep
So much it stings
Wish it drew near
Before I pass out from fear

My head is light
Feeling quite faint
Wish the pain would cease
Just for one moment
Please let the beat end

You’ve been a naked newly born
Mama rejoice while you mourn
Birth pain turned to joy
Hearing the doctor saying, “he’s a boy.”

Time flies as you started to walk
Learned to speak a few words to talk
Your selfishness and fragile life
She protects with sleepless nights

She molds you in her own way
Until you grow enough to go astray
You’re loved yet felt owned
After what she’s done, she’s now alone

Mama got old and can’t say a word
You visit her from your troubled world
Letting the silence speak words
You’re not that old, yet can’t say a word

Weeping for the joy you can’t define
Mama’s pain dissolved through the tears in her eyes
After years playing your own toys
You’re still your Mama’s Boy

To live is first to know
Not to be known
What is it to be read
Even famous long ago
After you are gone-It
Is not Immortality.

Rather let us endeavor
To know and ever to know
Call it self love but who
Can love another who is
Not alive-If we have any
Community the We begins
With I.  Be fierce to live. It
Is your country even if alone
Then if you sleep you will
Rise from every dream even
Death- as Christ did Knowing
He was still in His Fatherland

Fickle as all pssions are

We must descend there-
From to live.  Here in the
Valley  of the  Shadow
We pass our uncertain days
Regaling our selves with the
Remembrance of derring do
Of forrner times but for all our
Boasting would not returm
Except there were an Everest
Of enduring passion that could
Survive.  Such is the quest of old
Age to know Love that  alters not
Nor need we ever depart from

Hot hot hot
Oh stop complaining
It is rhe Summer of  Love
The earth is warm.
Know ye not that it is our
Sin that is burning, for  the
Very fuel of it Love is our sin
All  stolen treasure
You must give back.  Your
Beloved has charged you with
Imperfection which first you
Charged   You must make up
Make it right Love deserves no
Less- so you give and give again
Till all your dark sin be cleared
Your beloved restored of doubts
Her perfection not taken from her
She sees  it  is charity of your eyes
Till in fusion the two be one in love