Triiniity

Triiniity Apr 2014

I'll be okay.
Even it I can't change your mind.
I'll be alright.

I think differently; that's an issue. If I thought the same I wouldn't write I miss you, it'd be I hate you like I'm supposed to. But I can't which ***** and maybe it's too much or too soon to say we had it rough. Because together nothing and no one could touch us. Like the world couldn't get me,without you is like it's against me. Stupid us, silly me, pretty you. I trusted you, and you left Kitten with hell of a job to do. Broken glass; that can't be ever the same. This ******* mess you made.

I did move on
Doesn't mean
I don't hate you
Just because
I still love you

One more part.

Apr 2014

Mike Bergeron

-- Pleasure Tastes Great In Red!--

Addicted to diction,
With conflicting
Prescriptions
From competing
Physicians,
I'm dying from sickness
In the wealthcare system.
Our nutrition
Is based on
Corn-laced fiction,
Advertisement
Superstitions,
And a pill for every
Devised affliction.
We're born into life
Under welfare
Conscription,
And destined to die
From dereliction.
Make sure to vote
For the best
Infection in the
Next election,
As they raise
A toast
To their own
Reflections.

Triiniity Apr 2014

Monster (10w)

Is this really
what we've
degenerated
Into?
MONSTERS in Mirrors.

Think. It makes sense.

Triiniity Apr 2014

Lost Piece

Who are we without
the final piece that
complicates our breathing
and
completes us
completely?

Triiniity Apr 2014

I Was Thinking - 1

You've forgotten me now haven't you? You've lost my taste haven't you?

Alright forget it. I'm winning this battle of what's written. I could care less for how careless you've been with my love and abuse the way I'm smitten by the way our hands are fitting. I'm at wits end and it seems like it worsens when I see you; it's a curse and I can't help but be hurt, but wouldn't you too if you knew that every chance you took to make a glance and look my way would make me who I'd like to be? Me without you is a totally different thing from you without me, because one's alright and ones okay; Ones fine and the other won't say; one is her and the other is me.
But really, it's truly okay to exclaim these fluorescent thoughts that can be said as dark as night or bright as the day.

It's hard to forget those eyes so big and bright.
It's hard to forget the hair so soft and glowing in moon light.
It's hard to forget.
Or maybe it's because you already have that I can't.
Because it was too easy for you.
Easier than it should've been.

Triiniity Apr 2014

Perfect - 1 (10w)

Of course
I am not
perfect.
But neither
are you.

Triiniity Apr 2014

I Wasn't Sad, I Was Happy We Danced

I want to write you a poem
but maybe it wouldn't be good enough
I would write a song, but it'd come out wrong
and that *****.

I wasn't sad, I was happy you gave me a chance. I wasn't upset because you just gave me my favorite dance.

I'd like to write your favorite poem. The one you read every night that helps keep from feeling broken. I want to be your favorite thief, that was amazing at steeling your eyes and attention. Because as I sit alone in my detentions all I can think about is a kiss on the cheek and how innocent are my intentions. Sorry, there I go, I was writing this and got the stutter. I guess even pretending gives me the shudders. It's so embarrassing the way I mutter under my breath that I'd love to be your favorite color. I'll be the red in the roses you love and you'll choose bright baby blue, but that's okay because we both knew I never had a chance with a beautiful girl like you. It was like jumping and expecting to never hit ground, and while it lasted you were so nice to be around. I just wanted to hug you and love you and bow down as I handed a beauty queen her rightful crown. Now, notice I said "love you", but I don't mean as a love her. Because I'm not in love, I don't know what love is. And you won't let me in enough for me to be a lover, but if you give me a pen and paper I'll give you one last favor. A kiss to your lips, because I'd **** to be your favorite flavor.

Welp, I couldn't help it. This was on my mind and I found this, and yeah. Oops.