Love or Jealousy,
Commitment or Freedom,
Happiness or Fun,

All a funny taste?
Bitter Sweet, yet intoxicating.

A brew of witchery.
A blessing of Angles.
Time will always tell.

the wind does not howl.
the sun does not shine.
Concrete paste thickens,
and into thought we dive.
persecution of the divided ,
well managed,
we lie.

No gloves or referee
Just a blank alley we can paint legally
With the vibrant colors of each others face
Dumpsters we can play in
2x4's with each others names
Let's fight
**** rules and regulations
Last man standing walks away
Beaten down but standing tall
Loser can sail away in his puddle of blood
Violence is on my mind
And you rung the bell
When you decided to play cat and mouse
With the fragile heart she carries
Along with the burdens of yesterday
Let's fight
No ******* or money involved
I need no pistol or grenade
My shotgun stare will carry you
To the explosion of my fist
Repeatedly rocking each side of your face
Bring an army
Be a *****
Bring a mirror
You're reflection will need surgery
Let's fight
Riddle stitches on each others face
I don't care who wins
I'm taking back the smile you stole
Ripping out the heart you digested
And I'll crawl back to her with them

…And I became a ghost
My only goal to haunt you through
Whispers of smoldered coals,
Far beyond the boundaries
Of foreign tongue,
Exhaled from deep within
The mountain’s lungs…

Overcome it.
Tell it who is boss and whip it into shape.
I am not afraid anymore. I took control.


Let out your emotions, you fears.
Verbalize your confusion.
I did, an I am better.
Tell it to ******* and figure out how to fix itself.
Turn it into something light.
Bright.
Lovely.

Your demons don't possess you anymore, lover.
Because, in a way,
You are a demon yourself.

We all are.

We possess ourselves.

breathing you in
tasting your every thought,
kneading your skin
body contact my sport,
we move elements
together loved together fought,
that uncommonsense
the tongue seeking sort,
I know you're formidable so why conceal power ...

Father
And
Mother
I
Love
Y**ou

I am tired of flinching
at seeds being thrown into my soil
drawing them up to be bullets
and letting them pierce my skin.
I have kept every word in a safe
until I could tie them together
into a beautiful bow around my neck
letting each inadequacy hold my breath.
But i'm tired of this silence.
The echoing screams in my center
are resounding on the walls of my ribs
shaking the chains of each whispered lie.
I am shedding my thin skin
exposing my honest bare bones to every shot
I will live without fear
finding freedom in perseverance
finding freedom in passion

Stop that looking down on me
What the hell makes you think your better than me?
We aren't even in the same class
It's apples and oranges-
There's no way to compare
We both walk different paths
And nothing makes yours better
But you walk upon yours as if it's made of gold.
Who cares if you're a size zero and have the voice of an angel
And have boys falling for you left and right
And I'm a high school drop out without a job
And my body is definitely not a size zero and covered with scars
You haven't been through half the things I've been through
You don't have to deal with the pain I continually feel.
And if you want a competition 
You got it.
You go around acting all perfect and like a grade A *****
While I even through I struggle through it all I do so with grace
Which is something you lack yet I have in spades.
And now that I've realized that
You can no longer bring me down
I'm proud of who I am
So you can drop your supercilious attitude
And keep your cruel words to yourself
Because they won't affect me anymore
I'll just continue down my path 
with the grace you lack 
Happy enough just to be me.