Walk away my dear
we are on different journey's
Don't you know that when you glance back
I get a piece of hope.
Don't you know that you shouldn't look back?
I guess I wouldn't know you looked back if I didn't look back either.
Guilty

Please understand that when I say these things it's not really me talking, it's the concrete in my stomach, it's the staples in between my toes, it's the zip ties around my wrists, it's the scars around my wrists, it's the coals in my throat, it's the liquor in my throat, it's the liquor in the cabinet my mom never had to put a lock on until I started hiding in it, it's the noose around my neck, it's the smoke in my eyes, it's the bullet in the barrel, it's the gun in my dad's closet, it's the gun in my hand, in my mouth, when I say these things it's not really me talking, it's all these things trying to get out.

it's one of those nights
again where i can feel
my chest tightening up
at the thought of you
and my eyes are burning
fighting the tears that
you once promised to
never cause

She told me,
'Let's go to heaven
For the hell of it'
As she was smiling
To the starry sky
So benevolent.

Irrelevant when I
Couldn't see her eyes
Set on tomorrow,
But it was just her
Imacable positivity
That had killed my
Pessimistic sorrow.

Because in a universe
That's filled with meteorites
And other cosmic debris,
We're just bright stars
Shooting for something
Further than the moon.*

- (A.F)

Con desprecio
y mucho sudor,
A penas con el sol
te dara lo necesitado
te recibirá solo
con mas calor

te veo para evitarte
en tu mirada
no entraras en mi pupila
des-ca-ra-da

Que poeta,
que autor.
                      Que personaje,
                           que valor.
                                                  Que creatividad,
                                                         que traicion.
Generacion tras generación
       vives poeta,
           vives autor
Fue parte de tu plan
vivir inmortalidad
vivir dentro de tus paginas
en la totalidad de tus palabras.

What  I had , I gave
What I spent , I had
What I kept, I lost

What you do for yourself, you take
with you when you die.
What you do for others is timeless.

I don't believe in God, I believe in Charles Darwin
because what God would let kids in Africa become so thin?
What kind of God would have people discriminate because of skin?
We all share the same blood
so why don't we all just get along and roll in the mud?
Instead of getting engulfed in society like a flood.
**** is wrong and that's a ******* fact
So why don't we wait for a yes before we act?
She wasn't begging for it when she was sexually attacked.
It was because of ****
that are just a waste of egg and ***
you're so ******* dumb
You make me suicidal
if we're counting straws this is the final