Ha, beat the system.

I'm not begging for your affection
and i'm not prepared to pry
I don't have the tolerance
I'm not scared to say goodbye;

careful what you wish for
I might just turn around
I'm no queen of goodbyes
But I'll surely wear the crown;

Push me further from you
Im compelled to walk away
I'm not here for silly games
if I'm not welcomed, I won't play;

The bull in me is wielding horns
Not scared to strike the guests
honey you just need to leave
Before he gets upset;

I’m falling, falling, falling,
In a love trap, I am caught.
So thrilling, almost illegal,
Like it’s Satan’s little plot.
The Devil gave me instructions
To go ahead and misbehave.
He said, life is full of adventures.
He’s worth it; be brave.

If p o e t r y is all it's
                  cracked up to be
why can't I write it?

If it reaks of
        sophistication
why do I care to know it?

It is blind to
                  desired
flesh
but still seeps from every pore
as though it knew
                        what life is about.

It doesn't, though
                   know the soul
the pourous surface
surviving in this
                  the only place
I don't know.

O beautiful
was the werewolf
in his evil forest.
We took him
to the carnival
and he started
crying
when he saw
the Ferris wheel.
Electric
green and red tears
flowed down
his furry cheeks.
He looked
like a boat
out on the dark
water.

Writing a poem. Is like letting the. Cracked-out little voice inside.
Win.
It's spilling out the. Guts inside your soul and. Wishing god I'm wishing. For someone to acknowledge.
You.
That thing. Deep deep deep
Down inside you. The thing you. Want so badly to divulge. Let.
Go.
It's time. To let this be finished. That voice needs to be.
Silenced.
Or.
Given a piece of paper

You have something,
Something of mine,
A piece of me,
It's some sort of crime.

But it's the best crime one could ever commit,
It's perfect for my heart
Because that peice you have
Is the only peice that isn't falling apart.

That peice that you hold,
Please don't let it go,
Don't put it away
Treat it as gold.

That's my heart in your hand
You don't even know it's there
But you're the only person I trust
To treat it with care.

i am but a dream.
a fantasy.
i am the sun hanging o’er your head.
i am the star that shines brightest in your night.
i am the sunlight beaming through your window.
i am the wind that causes the blades of grass to bend.
i am the laughter escaping your mouth.
i am the smile stretching across your teeth.
i am the chill crawling up your spine.
i am the butterflies in your stomach.
i flap my wings just to see you smile.

you grab my hand like i am yours.
i am, i always have been.
you lead me to bed like a fawn to water.
with one kiss, we spill together.
like sweet lemonade poured into a glass.
intertwined as one, flowing as one.
you quench my thirst, replenish my hunger.
finger tips glide across ivory.
you’re playing the perfect keys.
it’s a symphony of knobby knees.
a melody of freckles, a harmony of eyelashes.
i could stay in this moment forever.
i breathe you in, i inhale your perfume.
like smoke in my lungs, you invade me.
you’re a soldier of compliments.
the captain of my soul.
i watch you as you sleep.
i hum quietly hoping not to wake you.
you’re the definition of peace, my angel.
dawn is on its way, **** the new day.

i am but a dream.
i puff of smoke, a fantasy.
for as the sun rises, i set with the moon.
just as quickly as i arrived, i’m gone with the night.