Yes I lied
I know am a plagarised soul
don't lose yours trying to find mine
and yes, yes yes yes I lied

Ive never written a poem about you
Without thinking about
the delicate
Beautiful texture of those rosy lips

Yes I lied
Sometimes I lay here
thinking about it all
What and whatever we could have been

Yes I lied
Your words were like gasoline
and you poured them on me
like there's no tomorrow

Yes I lied
I loved you and forgot about me
I chased you and forgot to see what's wrong
I desired us and forgot to crawl for my sake

Yes I lied
There's no fire
without smoke
and ive been burned
cause I forgot the I.
There's only i
I in we

She said
corrupt my poem and give it rhythm
A tune,
A glorious sound from  a flute

a dimming hope for the poor
for the voiceless nation
condemned into filth

She said corrupt my poem and give it bills
For the years I've  spent learning
how to collect debt
from school to jobs
that I've never had
a Mistake or maybe a choice
I don't know

Corrupt my poem for the useless knowledge
that I've gained
for the money that I'll forever chase

Love is not a singularity
It is a whole
One cannot extract a part
Or worship only one piece
It must be accepted as a whole
One cannot only enjoy the soft warm places of love
The pleasent corners and pools
The weak seams that easily split
The lose threads that unravel with the slightest mistreatment
It takes great and delicate strength to walk its halls
Love is complex
And beautiful
It has hidden shadows and dark nights
It cries to the moon and begs for the sun
And it comforts them both in turn
Love is filled with dreams and hope
Longing and doubt
Wishes and tranquilty
Torment and viciousness
It resides in both angel and beast
Heaven and hell
And earth
In the tears of god
And the blood of the devil
One cannot claim it as there own
One cannot truely love any other person
Before loving them all
One cannot give love
Without giving themselves
First to love
Love is of our time
Our blood
Our soul
Treat it well
As you treat others well
Give your all to love
And give all your love
To those in need
Life and love
Though never perfect
Are always
Beautiful

I've heard stories
Lived some stories
And hated most stories

The regrets of being human
Follows me like a shadow

I've felt everything
now I feel empty

Tired of being
Tied to my own thoughts

I slowly try to crawl away
But to where
to whom
to why