why don’t you waltz
with me slowly
underneath the crying stars

then stab my heart out
using the tiny bits of glass
that caused the scars on both your hands  

can i kiss away the pain
and make love to all of your lies?

why don’t you tie me to our bed
and stick it deep between my thighs

In the cold, dark
        of January,
         I remembered
              you
        the most.
  As the chill
      snapped bones
              like branches,
     as the afternoons
   bathed themselves
in gray,
     as the birds
and the backs
      shook,
so did my lips
   around your name.
I'm so happy
     January is almost
over now.

I am not an open book;
I am not an easy read.

you pried open my cover,
and engraved your name on the sleeve.

ink bleeding through the layers,  
pure white pages made unclean.

you wrote down a story,
and I let myself believe.

i would rather be perceived for an eternity as a fool than for a single moment as a cold soul.

I am a simpleton,
I have nothing to give accept a smile,
A gift of joy.
The corners of my mouth turn up,
My cheeks lift and my smile reaches my eyes which twinkle,
Shows I am happy from the inside.
It makes me look younger,
Gives me confidence,
Shows I am friendly.
My smile closes the distance between me and the other,
It brings cheer and lightens the mood,
It reduces the stress.
My smile is contagious,
It spreads happiness,
It's healthy,
Boosts my immune system by relaxing me.
A smile costs so little,
Gives such a lot,
It is an act of charity,
Smile and the world will smile with you.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror because I’m scared of what I might see
The man looking in
Outspoken and proud
Artistic and witty
His head seems to be in the clouds
And man he’s got a great smile
But the man that’s looking out
Pouts
Bags hang low like luggage
Eyes redder then freshly killed shark prey
You can tell his been crying for awhile
His lips sealed shut
His one black tooth makes him ashamed to smile
But the man looking in says
This tooth makes me unique
Yeah only and idiot would believe that too
I can’t look at myself In the mirror
It’s to easy to peak into my broken soul
I’m corrupted down to my roots
And I’ve tried yanking them out
But there’s no use
My reflection is so ugly
But i guess I did this to myself

Life is a
constant pull
between
running &
fighting

and

your brain
tricks you
into believing
that

nobody cares.

It is all in your head.
Not in your heart.

Every day that you wake up,
you have a choice
to be better
or worse
than the day before.

And even if there
is no point to
this life-

let that be a reason
to ignore
all of the people
that drain you
of your energy
and let go of
the problems
you CANNOT control.

This world is
temporary.
This pain is
temporary.
This moment
is temporary.

And so are you.

Please,
smile more.
Laugh more.
Express more.
Do everything you can to
leave your mark.

There is no concept of time,
anymore.

There is only you
and what you adore;

keep it.

Told the truth why you so bitter and cold. Holding a grudge now that you are getting older. What's up with the cold shoulder? We use to be friends not we don't talk act like complete strangers. Staying sober, being mildly wild avoiding the danger zone. We grew up together friends since the second grade. Over some girl who was playing everyone like a boardgame.