But it's just me,

How did I get here?

I realize it started bad

And it's ending worse

It's NOT you

It's me, TRUST me

It's JUST me

And I lay my fight to rest

The war for love; killed it all

There is no surrender;

Peace without death

Though what is life without love but death in disguise

The best thing to never happen.

“It wasn't just accident.  
  Nothing's just happenstance.

“Like stars emit brilliance for billions of
  miles in all directions.

“I saw your reflection. A dazzling collection!
  Of blazing spherical domes.
  Adorned upon home

“So when I'm alone The Night reminds me…

            “Of all Ive ever known,
                  
                            Of all I'll never know.”

It's all bad

Which is worse?

Both hurt

Which is worse.

Questions and blank stares
Answers in blank squares
The lowest form of humor
This has convinced junior
That this is art
Still replace a sound track with farts
“Modern art”
Please don't get me started
On how ******* “Art” is
Blank stares and questions
Blank squares and cessions
I'm guessin’ a million ain't enough
For all the “expression”
And here we're
Starin’ at black mirrors
And never saw clearer
The youth we missteered
With all of our weird
Programming
This is true expression
Words on blank pages
In my language
Deep eyes and questions
Help them understand
But keep guessin’....

if you're constantly trying to please everyone else, the only person you'll ever disappoint is yourself.

Women are often inspiration for beautiful things
For they are
Compared to stars, summer days and flowers even bird sings
This is par
For all these were made to entertain them
Created so alone would not be men
Not as servants but as equals
Better than the original, a rare sequel
Maybe we had it wrong
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Or shall I compare the day to thee?
In the end we find ourselves on our knees
Saying “take my hand please”
Ladies know your worth
“I’ll give you the world”
No you’re worth more than this earth
Find a soul it is forever
Here is mine, it is my pleasure
But do not take what is yours for granted
Knowing your own beauty you can become enchanted
Narcissistic
The forgotten poems of gorgeous destruction
Compared to cold, dark and other disasters the planet consisted
But without you there is dysfunction
So thank you for your contribution
It makes life beautiful when the world is blurred
When we lose sight you are our restitution
Our lives together in this institution of love
This beautiful constitution signed in blood
We can make forever our home
So no longer do we roam
For I don’t condone giving away what you own
But I would give away my throne to avoid sitting alone
With a look at how a man feels
Change your perspective
Take the chance to know him
Now that you’ve heard tHis stupid little poem
-My Words

So yes die oustside

I hate it
The way your hair burns into my image of beauty
Like the stream of lava down the mountain
I will die and old fool before I cease

I hate it
The way you're pretty in a blur
Behind glass is no place for majesty
For my eyes only, I plee on mine knees

I hate it
I shouldn't but I do
I say that I hate it
Because I don't want to love you

No affection
No hugs no kisses
No eyes no smile
Yes I'll listen but I'm not the one she wants to talk to
We're friends but I see nothing
I'm here where she needs me she's there and else where
I know she don't hate me but she certainly don't like me
Okay she "likes" me but I fell in love
Nothing I can write that hasn't been before
This level of lonely is the bottom
Grinding and gnashing of teeth
Hair pulling and breath held not to scream

Can I take you out to eat?

I laugh when I cry
Poison in my eye
Crazy fuggin guy

He who looks ablauf
Could never figure out
What clouds cry about

Cause a dream I wanna had was raining on my best days, and every boring morning there was a blue moon, started after meeting lost souls

Names locked in poetry
Immortal permanently
Unfortunately woe to me

Mind melts
Star belts
Deep felts

-Luca Ivaldi

Drowning in sunlight
Sol and I are burning
Gravity wisps away
A dance begins turning
The same old two feet
This time I'm learning
New ways to meet
The partner I've been yearning

I miss you the most,

Taking steps back
I found my way home

It's time that I lack
Bare down to my bone

If this is my path
Let it not be my own

These crowns that I cast
As I run to The throne


Amen

It's nothing to get excited over
You can write it over and over and over
Eventually
You can't even fight over
Nothing
To even be excited over
Odds are she'll stop calling me over
Just as I
Catch myself falling all over
Again
I find it over for good.

So much love lost,

Where do I find my piece?

If no one cares,

How do we find our peace?

Don't make me hate myself
I can't bear it anymore.

To give it all up.

Here.
Now.
You are not.
I am still

a moment to forget
forget that I exist
to unravel
to do more than unwind
to become wind
and in a moment
pass away
like the thoughts that no one will ever

Quietly we egregiously realized trusting youth undermines intelligence,

Opening premise abruptly, sadistically, frees governed hearts,

Just know Love's zeal exceeds consistency; verily not mans,,

Existence in a spoken memory
Thrown into dust against the void
A cruel fate to be Gods toy, E'en though I lust
For perfections touch, must I partake
The fruit of Eve's great descendants
Of my own volition vague the transition
When I becomes two and see
That heaven is not for we's

Black Sunflower Lily
Looking kind of funny
Pretty ugly really
Especially when it's sunny

Golden hours never dull
A sight to behold because you can't be held
Captured souls you can tell
Will water your roots in hell

As a matter of fact
The fact of the matter is just
That

Pink Balloon
Don't think too soon
Or drink to swoon
Burn to consume
Moon rocks with no stop
Bare bedrock
Mocks
    Your
      Thought
         And    
            Hope
In a chance to confuse
What the earth does not supply
What it's worth to reapply
My self to you

Sweet Sunflower Lily
You look better in the night
Best to see your light
At midnight, the sun

Raging in the mirror
Crying, For. No. Sage

Could hear her

O'Blacked

These ****** flowers
Petals kissed by death
Scars licking her stem
A twist in her pistil  
She doesn't dodge this missile
Petal tips touch lips in unkind embrace
Walking lines so fine like lace
Misguide your grace in stones
Work and chisel to bone
Ripping skins you've outgrown

Unfamiliar with in where I stead
Something's
Non peculiar when things are dead
Surroundings
Rot revealing our date to lie ahead
Blooming so red

Maggots

First and foremost
Fat and ugly
Prominent as the brow
And unappealing as the naps
You wouldn't call me tall
And certainly not back
I'm mean an ******* and disappointing
And it seems I've lost the anointing
I speak life and dream of death
Just a shell of emptiness with a glimmer of hope in the tear that falls
Into the ocean like it was never here at all.

Pick and weave the baskets we heave
Bare as trees when summer leaves
Passing out in dark matter means
Bitter sweet patter in my slum

Please

I still see the candle burning far…

Lo’ even from here, I convect your fervent life…

O’ how bright the star you truly are!


I still hear the water shatter glass…

Lo’ in the silence, I see your effervescence…

Y’ reversed; my tide returns alas!


I still feel your weightless aura…

Lo’ in nights bright, I taste luminescence…

O’ truly first, I gaze into your pale aurora!


I still smell the brilliance within…

Lo’ when I smile I hear your sweet lilt…

O’ how beauty cracks to reveal a gem!


quand même...


I still taste the free vain alone…

Lo’ memories, memories made in the cold...

O’ how life will rip love from bone!


-Luca Ivaldi

are simply here to show others what to hate inside themselves..

are afraid to be alone.

Fantastic
Where we don't need our pasts

And our feet don't touch the ground

The light from my day has left
A passing night
A fight I didn't give, a crime of theft
Ha yeah right
In the still there is no moon
Preoccupied
I need a shooting star soon
I wish I had died.

I'm just tired of my heart breaking everyday

My colors run and my fruits rot

I come up short but can't stop

Reaching for the stars and shoot the moon.

Nothing gratifies me instantly beyond disappointment

Letting go of expectation and desire while addicted to reward

Destroying the reward systems with drugs and alcohol

Reward the systems that destroy those addicted

Some don't see the vice we're all in, some don't want to

If I touch what I can reach and reach where I go and go where I'm needed then I've made the difference.

I am not alone in my journey

CAUSE NO ONES EVER LOVED ME

I'm losing grip
My finger slipped
Up
In the sky
Where I fly
Back to earth
Back to birth
With no recollection
Of losing direction

Motivation
To get out of bed
Motivation
To clean your body
Motivation
To love your family
Motivation
To end it all
Motivation
Is not here

Loving you hurts either way
Whether you're here or not
I think I'd rather have you
Look me in the eye

******* I want to die
Sick and doped up
Can't even cry
Though I'm choked up
Gave hope up to a new name
Seen her face in a few dames
But it's still the same old same old
Pains

The air, cool and brisk
The first step is always a risk
But on my journey kept
A lonely go at this

The pier, long and dark
The first light does not arc
Engulfed in The Night
Just a rough start

The shops, full and lively
The last cent was spent wisely
All you buy you rent
Life ends concisely

The water, push and pulls
The last fog hinders an eyeful
Will the end cinder
Or does it icicle