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Dulspiration Feb 2016
You Don't Owe Me An Explanation
For Taking Care Of Your Self

You Made Me Realize How Much
Better Things Could Be

You Feel Like You'll Be
A lot Happier If We Go
Our Separate Ways Then
Us Sticking Together

I Don't See The Good
In Good-Bye

I Wonder Do You

Do I Not See Things
From Your Perspective

I Was Never Trying
To Change You

I Know Firsthand How Hard It
Is To Change

So I Understand But What
I Don't Understand Is That

Love Is Knocking On
Your Door, There's No
Mask On This Man

You Refuse To Answer
Because You Feel You
Don't Connect To This Love

But When Pain Makes
A Visit You'll Be Right There
On The Front Steps Waiting

But You Don't Know That's Pain
Because There's A Mask On That Man
Ready To Do Whatever It Is To Steal
Your Happiness To Cure His Own Misery

He Becomes A Cancer In Your Cancer Life

So If I'm Being Selfish By Continuing
To Knock On Your Door

Don't Let The Reason For You Not
Answering Be Your Afraid Someones
Here To Steal Again

Because I Am Here To Restore

I'm A Believer And I Believe
Our Love Isn't Hard Because
My Soul Honors Your Soul

I See All The Good In You
No Matter How Much You
Try To Hide It From Me

This Isn't Desperation
This Here Is Determination

There's Something I Do
That Does Not
Interest You

I Laugh At That Even
Though I Know I Am
Not Perfect

What Doesn't Interest You

That I Choose To Be The
Cure And Not The Disease

Cause I Wanna Save You
From Ever Being In A Position
Of Being In front Of The Trigger

It's Killing You And You Don't Know It

I've Been In Front Of Trigger
I Told You My Love Is So Strong
That I Cheated Death More Then
Once I Just Didn't Come Back 100%
Myself

I Guess To End This Off
I Want You To Remember
That I Am The Guy Who
Makes You Laugh Cause
I Love To See You Smile
And Not The Clown Who's
Unloving But Sticks Around
Dulspiration Feb 2016
You Finally Respected
Yourself Enough To
Know That You
Deserve Better

The Way You Talked
About Him I Could Tell
You Really Loved Him

While Love Is Many
Things It Shouldn't
Be An Anchor That
Drowns You

Now You See That
Moving On Was
More Beautiful Then
The False Image You
Always Had Of You
And Him Together

After All The Things
You Went Through
You Bloom Even In
The Winter

You No Longer
Self-destruct

You Even Breathe
Better

So I Am Truly Proud
Of Your Growth Cause
I Know It Wasn't Easy
But You Did It

You Survived
And Now You Thrive
Dulspiration Feb 2016
Am I Not A Guy Worth Loving?
I've Created Many Heavens For
Those I Thought To Be Angels

I Rather Love One Angel In A
Million Ways Then Act Upon
Self-Interest With Millions Of
Gods Beautiful Children

Is An Angel Not Worth Loving?
I See She Has Been Broken
Where Are The Pieces?

I Cant Stand Up For You
I Can Help You Work On
Getting Your Strength Back

I Was Raised By A Queen
I Don't Live As A Prince In
This Life

I Don't Come With Royalty
I Don't Come With Servants

I Come With Proof
That Loving You Differently
Doesn't Make Me The Perfect Guy

It Makes Me Worth Loving
It Makes Me Worth Holding
On To

He Who Broke You Is Not Less
Of A Man Then I Am

He Just Wasn't The Right One
To Share Your Life With

He Can Only See Beyond A
Certain Point

Creating Is The Easy Part
He Saw That

Creating A Relationship
Creating A Child
Creating As Whole

Seduction Is What
Our Mind Craves
Not Our Hearts

So While He Breaks
You Whispering In
Your Ear About
Sweet Nothing

Your Pieces Are
Being Left Behind

I Can't Find What
I Can't See
Dulspiration Feb 2016
I've gone to look for myself
A huge part of my life is lost at sight
Its become quite normal losing
my mind night from night

If this is a curse its one of the worst
feeling everything so deeply
I've given up on
my chance to say goodbye simply because
i won't accept that you don't need me

Physically your gone but
It feels like you still walk beside me
I lost myself in you but your gone
how am i suppose to find me

What can my heart possible do
Maybe its true that i didn't need
you to be the one to pull the trigger
Because Life is killing me anyway

Maybe its true that i find understanding
through pain
A long confusing process of figuring who
or what has become of me through years
of change

I keep my shadow company
Wishing it was an actually being
To validate my thoughts
Drifting towards the fade
of my dark
and they say pain
is art

Pain is violent when its
silent
that's my reason for sharing
Pain goes with my body
Pain is what i am wearing
Dulspiration Feb 2016
As I grew fond of her it felt like I met love all over again, I used expressions like she was my drug stronger than ******, my addiction they had no rehab for and I trusted it wasn't lust because I knew the difference. She was my substitute for the weekly damaged parts of me that needed to be tended to. She was my love fantasy that even God couldn't persuade me otherwise. Love shouldn't be a word simply because that infinite amount a power is the most dangerous thing I've ever experienced in my two decades of walking this earth.

Sure I have been hurt before once or twice too much, not saying I was perfect but each time I payed the price for fighting for someone who meant more to me then a bunch of words could ever embellish. Drake was right it's not the end of the world its just the end of a world with that one girl. Before I met her I never had a fairy-ideal of what real love was but drama love would be the last thought that would come into my mind if that time presented itself. No matter where I'd go or how much ****** I seek shelter in those open wounds found a way to keep me up at night. Awaken my inner demons like I deserve no sleep as if I deserve to be haunted by my darkest thoughts. I've experience happiness for short periods of time but it still feels like a crazy metaphor that needs to be dropped from my goals like happiness is a rim I can't touch. She was wonderful with issues and faults, she was human but happily ever after is something she didn't believe in and I couldn't blame her. Fairy tales aren't healthy and the idea of including it into reality was no ones fault by my own. All i really wanted from her was to be open with me and not with her honesty but with her heart. She told me not to get to close but just like any other ******* I walked into the fire anyway just to see myself suffer in flames with the expectation that if I kept screaming her name she would turn back around and save me.

Every time I found myself fighting with her I was really fighting for her but somehow every word fell short and every mental break down took its toll to the point I had to shut down or I'd just end up spiraling out of control. It felt like she wasn't listening anymore at least when I was speaking she wasn't, She changed without me noticing a thing. This wasn't the girl who would spend hours in the mirror applying make up to her face then another hour looking for an exceptional outfit to meet her daily standard appearance. My heart was very patient, when I first involved myself with her and she opened up to me I knew she wasn't just the ordinary girl to me because I treated every word coming from her heart with gentle hands. I don't know maybe most of it was just my character but as far as the self control and making decisions when emotions were clearly invested there was no point of me making promises that I couldn't keep the short version of what I am trying to say is my self control can get the best of me when there's real love there. I just don't understand how the same ear that listened to her every word, sentence incomplete or not was the same ear that after a while didn't know who it was listening to anymore.

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