Is not knowing my own truth
My own lies
My own demise

The issue in my brain
Makes it hard to move past
The toxic waste,
When you devout
More than your heart
And are left
With nothing
But scars

The issue in my soul
Becomes overpowered
and unmatched
When I know
I won’t be the man
With my hand
Grazing your waist
As we step
Into the light
For our last dance

And the issue at hand
Is that I won’t stop loving you
Even after you took my heart
                    And..
                                      ..Ran.

I’m at a lost for words
With a hole in my heart
The one I began to cherish
Is the one that’s tearing me..
                                                                             ..Apart

Let me be
The mistake
You’re meant
To commit
Let me be
The man
That has you
Dancing around
My finger tip
Let me be
The man you
Ignore all day
But reminisce
The smell
I left behind
Layered on on the sheets
Like a love potion
Of pillow mist

.
                        a
                    e      t
My heart b            s  faster
                                          ­                                 e
                                                               ­          h   n          
                                                    t­.                W
                                              ­    a                 ?         L
                                    l           h      S          o           o
And time becomes s   o     W        h       D             v        
                                         w.              o                        e    
                  ­                                          u   I
                                                              l­              
                                                               d                  
Controls the Rhythm
And you are the sole trigger

It was fun
To see you smile
To see you laugh
To kiss you lips
And grab your hips
To pull you in
Our tongues will twist
I growl, you hiss
I bite my lips
I reminisce
It was fun
But you insist
That you and I
Cannot co-exist

Why do I tend to fall back
When it comes to sending
A message with words
That attached to
Are subliminal lines
Each written
One at a time
To demonstrate my drought
As you recognize my thirst
Like a succulent english rose
Asking for water to pour
While it’s planted far from the sea
Asking for a drop of sweat
From the rocks it can reach
Inching closer to death
That is what I see
Every time your smile
Penetrates me