Cross my heart, and I'll hope to die.

I promise to never let you go.

Even when things get low,

you'll never have to cry.


Together we can walk along this road.

I've got your back if you've got mine.

We'll help each other to shine.

We'll help each other to crack the code.


We'll walk along this road together.

Never letting each other down.

Never letting each other frown.

Promise to stay forever.


We can stay until the dawn.

When time seems to slow,

it's so beautiful you know.

Stay up until the stars have gone.


Walk down this road side by side.

Together, we won’t have to hide.

You waved
Today
When I was driving off
It didn't mean much
I know
But it meant a lot
To me
This means a lot to me
You know
The way we talk
The way we play
This game
How many times
Can I tell you
I like your
Whatever it might be
Before you realize
I just like you
In general

melancholy lies
in follies we've done

Dreams for sale
the problem with dreams is
everyone’s looking to buy
looking to sell

I hate pretentious poets
Bukowski is the man for me
even he was selling a lifestyle
selling an image

there are studies now that show
trauma impacts the speech center of the brain
that’s why speech is “delayed” in some young children
who’ve experienced trauma

the speech wasn’t late
they were made speechless by the cruelty of this life
maybe that’s why so many of us are drawn to poetry and rap
because we can’t speak

these words are not for sale
they are my salvation
I'm not selling a dream here
just spitting out a reality between clenched teeth