I walk across land now sea
to seek what was always mine
just a secret that's for only me
before I cross the line
I look past the clouds and sky
to seek what was always mine
just a secret that won't soon die
before I cross the line
I run over rock and stone
to seek what was always mine
just a secret interred in bone
before I cross the line
I jump, I walk, I even fly
just to catch what was always mine
and when I finally reached the line
across from land and sea
I realized that the secret
was just not meant for me.

A poem in motion
is interesting
indeed
As it walks among the lives
of poverty and greed
It stops at those who are always in need
even those who don't show it
And asks them to be
their own special poet

Just like many things
you start right from the ground
A flight taking off
to fly the world around
Or a flower digging in
to clutch the dirt below
The leaves unfolding
as it starts to grow
The ocean pushing sand
Recycling the gritty floor
Creating change
Adding the rush and the roar
A crawling little baby
Palms follow every tile
Slowly raises to stubby tender feet
and erupts in a zealous smile
Sky high buildings
Built from down low
Towering above the people
Who wait on streets below
The map of a faraway land
Buried by the mark of an X
With treasures to be found
Just like many things
You start right from the ground

A welcome, a welcome
that wasn't skillfully planned
I welcome you to Blunderland
Mistakes, mistakes
not in short supply
with consequences
and hopes you won't die
"Off with you head,"
the Blunder Queen said
while you run
each step becomes a mile
Hurry, hurry
you need to see Cheshire's smile
Searching for the 'pillar's winding smoke
Running around
before the white rabbit smoke
It's time, time
The escape has come to an end
You can't leave from Blunderland
You cross the ocean
filled by the drop of a tear
and I want you to know
we're all mad here.

It's only been a few days and I'm addicted to you like heroine.

I've never tried drugs but you are my fix.

21 blocks away. You were kept from me all this time.

So close, yet out of reach. Constantly wishing for someone like you.

1,086 Miles away. I found you

How is it I found my home, while I was so far away?

I can't help comparing him to the holocaust

How he starved me from all affection, giving me small portions once in a while just to keep me alive

"You deserve this"

How his anger and hatred burned me like the fire in the crematory. The smoke spelling out all the hope I had

"*******"

How his vicious words were like poisonous gas seeping into my lungs and killing me slowly.

He had me gasping for air

"Shut the **** up"
Gasp
"You'd be **** if you lost weight"
Gasp
"You're such a *****"
Gasp
"You're so ******* worthless"
Gasp

I have my scars but
Somehow, I made it out alive
Somehow, I'm still breathing

CAUTION
He's a poet
His words will melt you like butter

CAUTION
He's kind
He'll treat you better than you've ever been treated before

CAUTION
He's easy to love
You'll have a lot of competition

CAUTION
He's brave
He'll make you feel so safe, you'll forget what fear feels like

CAUTION
He has a heart of gold
You won't consider his flaws as flaws. There's so much good, it will always outweigh the bad

CAUTION
He's a thief
He'll steal your heart without even trying


ABORT, ABORT*


Silly girl
I tried to warn you

it's the emotional
strip-tease,
the tingling,
depressions hand
on your thighs,
his skin is soothing
enough but his
nails curve red moons
into those pretty
little girl tights.
they ******* so well,
anxieties got a
mean eye,
for the girls with
insecurities,
they're the most fun,
swallowing back
their screams, saving
them for the
bedroom at night.
you find them in
the morning teasing
the pill bottle,
they got a will to live
stuck in their throat.
doctors say there's a
heartbeat but
no heart.
all their red dresses
over the floor,
the first of many
warning signs,
red dresses to funerals,
red dresses to slide
down the underbelly
of dissatisfaction.
they sleep without love,
exhaling demons on
the balcony, until
they burn like stubs
in their eyes.