This world has now become really
mean,
but I am still original,my record is
Clean !!

My key fumbled with the lock
But you found me in that pause

Invited me to immerse my eye line
To indulge my gaze
To throw my glowing eyes into
The lavender sky
The silhouettes of the trees
The rooftops stretching out to Beverly

You waited until I was giddy
And craving your shoulder beneath my chin
To steal away into the night
Leaving welcome sweat on my skin

The length of your arm tracing the length of mine
And your perfume at my wrists

Anytime I pick myself up,
To make something for the girls,
Consciously, I make myself stop,
Thinking like a ******* slave.

I thrive off weakness
Seeing the deepend
As a way to way to
Try and breath again

When it’s no longer that contrast
The purple and blue and brass
I can’t grasp

When nothing’s juxtaposed
When there’s nothing to compare
When I’m naked and no one but me’s there

There’s you

Beneath these
steady eyes
is a
tsunami
biding it’s time
like water
collecting
against a dam
it seeks a town,
host to roam,
something to destroy
and own.
You sense it’s unsettled
stirring but place
it out of
reach, choose to
work, shop
drive, dream
but
dampness
remains in air,
in gaps between
words, in car parks when
engines are turned off.

i can't explain this
feeling
so
so
bittersweet.
it's riveting
yet difficult.
it's so deep inside of me
that it has
consumed
every part of my life.
but is simple enough
to compare it to fruit.
someone, please
explain.

I'm not perfect, I'm me. I've made bad decisions and
wrong choices, but I'm me. I've said the wrong things;
I've said the right things, because I'm me. I don't
like everything I've done, but I did it because I'm me.
I've loved the wrong people and trusted the wrong
people and I'm still me. If I had a chance to start
again, I wouldn't change a thing. Why? Because I'm me.
There are a lot of good things about me; you just need
to look past the imperfections to see what's right.
If you can't do that then it's your loss.
I'm the best I can be. I am ME!