When I see you
I feel overwhelmed
Unable to express
How deep it runs

When I hear
Your laugh
So perfect
And genuine
I feel happy

When I look
Into your eyes
Two pieces
Of green sea glass
Washed ashore
Embedded into holes
To reflect the sun's shine
And catch other eyes

I do not feel
I do not react
I know
You're the one

I hate lying to you
You mean the world
I don't deserve you
you're good

You ask how I am
it is so hard to answer
My words choke me
I say i'm fine

It would **** you
if I told you how
I cry almost every night
trying to learn to be

I can't imagine life without you
but how is this fair for you?
I'm a mess but you love me
so you must not know whats wrong

Nobody could love me
if they understood
I scare myself with my problems
Why don't I scare you?

I love you
please hate me
so I don't break you
like me

I'm not an athlete
but all I do is run
I'm not into sports
and this isn't for fun

I run from my problems
especially from my fears
I could never face them
and it brings me to tears

I leave when I shouldn't
just hoping it's right
I always look up,
but I can't see the light

I wake with a smile
they'll never see through
but the whole truth is
I'm not me without you

I'm not an athlete
but all I do is run
I'm not into sports
and this isn't for fun

Hey Sweet lady
how far can we go
your dance takes me higher
than I have been before
to much confusion
every way that we turn
suns blinding my vision
every twist and turn

every time I get feeling fine
there's always someone
to confuse the situation
like a punch to the nose

Sun starts to rise up
we gather our clothes
what the hell happened
where did they go
ladies were dancin
to much to smoke
wine flowing freely
while embers still glow

every time I get feeling fine
there's always some one
to confuse the situation
like a punch to the nose

Hey sweet lady
how far can we go
your dance takes me higher
than I have been before
too much beauty
missed out on so much
wine flowing freely
too much to smoke

Every time I get feeling fine
there's always some one
to confuse the situation
like a punch to the nose..

Oh nights like these
When 10 little white pills
Snarl like the teeth of a spoiled child
The sadness and forbidden surrender
To sleep and easy satisfaction
Become overwhelming.
It becomes the books on my bookcase
My big nose and thin wrists,
It becomes my parents ugly, angry whispers seeping through the heating vents
All the envelopes hidden under my bed
It becomes every question I haven't answered, and every word I was too weak to say
Old chapels covered in dark vines
It becomes big, it becomes huge,
It becomes mountains, it becomes oceans
Continents, nations, the sky, the galaxy
It becomes
10
little
white pills

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Ladies and gents
let me present
To you
Me

The heart that crushes
Makes art blushes
When I see irony
I runaway from me

I’m a tight not with loose ends
I’m thick I bend
I carry a shoe lace noose
and walk
With a mouth that’s bullet proof
I’m poetrys’
Muthafuckin’
G’

Shake me
Shake loose some lyrical tendencies
And you’ll see
Im soft like cookie’s
Dough
Ya know?
Kneed me mash me with your fingers
nowhere near your mind do I linger
But
I still got a tongue like a
Trigger finger

And you used to mock me
when I say peace
To this – I grind my teeth
I take this powder and sell it on the black market
Then I go to the white store
And find myself a racist *****
And **** slap her with a sentence thunderous
Just
to explain there is no race under us
******
A fist at a fathers gist
Ask the **** why he raised me like this
Twist

And say, do you see that miss
That girl is disgusting
Yet her beauty gives her attractiveness
I attack with this
I bow to her like a blasphemist
Look for a bent *** to kiss

I’m yoga preztled trying to fit social norms
This lifelong lifetime will we round into social form
Torn corners
rip me down the middle to find freedom
Where the **** is Lennon when you need him
Oh, yeah,
A bullet
******'
Freed ‘em

We need to understand
We aint’ birds in cages
Yet the bars set in places
Flawed faces
Getting a chance to rejoice
love hoist
Beauty poised?
We are so **** far from this
So instead we stare at unfair bliss
Oh by the way – I’m a ******* ****** killer

*But poetry is a **** good therapist

There was tension between the families from the start
My best friend's wedding was certainly one for the record books
I tried to bring sensible mediation to the dance floor
As his Grandpa Helmar raised his walking cane and struck the Brides Father in the neck

Each of the families allegiance spurned combative retribution and all Hell broke loose
I took one for the team with a sac of Jordan Almonds to the right eye
Then slipped on the wedding gift of excrement left by the ring bearer, the family poodle
I came to consciousness wet with champagne thrown in my face, I thanked my wife for caring.

Aunt Sarrah, in her drunken zeal, thought it wise to toss all her cookies in the Reverend's face
The Bride's mother slapped an unsuspecting cousin with her overly expensive oversized hat
And the Groom's sister's dress was ripped to shreds by the Bride's teenage niece
Yes. the same dress that my wife said was hideous and did nothing for her.

The two parties had not much to say to each other in the waiting room of the ER
bandages and gauze were passed around like Hors d'oeuvres, but not the Bayer Aspirin
We all watched in shameful disgust, the videographer's collection of memories
The next day as the Bride and Groom opened their gifts

And I, sporting a keen black patch, a pirate only his wife could love...
Reminded my dear friend of the possible outcome of having two reception menus
One honoring him and his family and one honoring his Bride and her family
Highlighted by Königsberger Klopse, and respectively, Gefilte Fish with carrots

Their love endures!

-----ChawzzyScript