Take away my pain and leave me in a state of pure ecstasy. Make numb or make me ***, I'll vibrate to the enticements. I'll learn from these exuberant dispensations and try to configure our despicable conversations and discover the inequities of our relations.

why not write a poem
about feasts and celebrations
instead of heartaches
and deaths

are joyful words
not as beautiful
as those that express
sadness

why rip someone's heart
out of their chest
through sad poems and
sad songs

maybe i don't understand
or maybe i do
when we're all alone
we tend to cling to things that take the pain away

writing is a cure
'cause finding the right words
to describe the way you feel
can save you

Isn't a fresh start
A beautiful place to be.
Isn't a warm heart
Much nicer considerably.
Tell me, when I smile
Does your whole self smile too?
Cause when you stop to look my way,
That's what I can't help but do.