Everybody will tell you,
"Now don't fall in love with a poet,
or a writer.
They're all liars or manipulators or both.
They're twisted in the head!"
Now,
I won't even argue the truth in that however,
what the **** is life without risk?
I'll take your stale white bread existence and flavor it!
I'll weave words that'll hit your ears like silk!
I'll show you pristine mountain peaks
and dark alleyways from a perspective so radical,
you won't know the difference.
I'll show you the whole ******* world from your couch.
That is,
if you'd fall in love with a poet.

I'm fighting my demons
Trying not to let them
Get the best of me
But it ain't easy
When my demons is what
Comforts me

I be good on the outside
Falling apart from within
Life got so hard I thought
I was strong but I gave in

I no I'm living in sin
But everybody lives
In the fog every now n then

I no I can win I'm stuck
On addiction

Got me wishing
I can get through
This and no longer play
Victim

I'm not weak I just gotta listen
But I'm stuck in the addiction


-Lynn Browning ©

Parents, please tell your Children
How special they are
They ain't  gotta be on tv
To know They're a star

-Lynn Legend

I want to burn that **** house down, feel the heat of our arguments burst into flames leaving nothing but ashes of memories. I want to lock myself in a room composed of 4 walls, and no door. Sit there remaining lonesome, because in that house I was always alone. It was never a home, and I was never wanted. All I ever wanted was to be taken to a place far far away...

You can never trust the kid that laughs everything off, and does all he can without anything being reciprocated. Next time you see him, tell him that Halloween is over, so he doesn't have to wear that mask anymore. Get him to release the unchained thoughts lingering in his mind, devouring him from the inside out. Give him a place to call home where the doors are open so he doesn't relapse from nostalgia, because he has come too familiar with what happens behind closed doors.

You only get time to think.

They say everyone has a killer instinct, you just gotta push the right buttons. It seems that you believe that I'm a robot to your command, and have lost the instructions so you continue to press all of my buttons until you find the right one. Ignorant you are, and will remain until you learn me. If only you would take the time to sit me down, open the gate to my insides to be introduced to my wiring. Unscrew the jar of pain that resides near my chest, so you can know what strength looks like. I want you to unwind the clock on my wrist to turn back time to see how long it's been since the last time you told me you loved me.

He prays you have time, because every hour you pass another year rewinds. It's 12 o'clock.

11
10
9
8
7
6

You use to wonder how it was like to live a perfect life,
A life without worries, without struggles, without darkness and sadness
But then you realize that it is all apart of life itself.
You must learn from your experiences, good or bad.
Even if it means to move on from something that you gave your heart to.
Even if you want to show the darkness to the light,
Leave it in gods hands to bring the truth out.
In the end you just want to be free.
Free with the ones you love
......just free and happy.....

Night time is the best time for me
It's when i can be more alive
More productive and more free
I can sit back or go for a dive
A dive into my mind that sometimes
I dont want to leave
I turn off all the lights as i lay in the dark
Laying on my bed looking at the ceiling
I dont like the darkness
And I Close my eyes to see the same thing.
Whats the difference.
Why does the darkness surround me to the point that its lies are holding me back from the light handing me the truth.
Why cant i pull the ones i love out of the dark hole that the bad dug for itself
I know i know. I can't use force
And if its not my work
My hands shouldn't be *****
I can turn on the lights so everyone can see
Just so they can open their eyes and mind
But when the truth goes against what you believe
You'll have no choice but to accept that there is darkness everywhere.
Ive been in the darkness.
Ive been in the shadows
Ive been a puppet
Ive been in the negativity
I was that kind caring person who catered To other people's selfish intentions.
Was..... I was...
It hurts moving on.  But it hurts even more to stay in the darkness after seeing the light.

When I look back on my past
All I see are strangers
Unfamiliar faces
Cloud my memories

Portraits all around
Hung about my walls
The faces I remember
But the names I can’t recall

Its such an odd phenomena
every man convinces himself the world cares about his yada ya
To think the universe gives a single thought
to the cost of our lost friends
a departure we taught ourselves to
fight
the light
is no longer litten
we watched it quaver and waver as our destiny was written
we saw the disappearing.
sounding throughout our hearing,
and told ourselves what would be done
But soon the notes of our heart had been restrung
we waited, heartstrings faded
out of tune, out of motive, melodies flat
The rhyme scheme of life ended like- this.

When I look back on my past
All I see are strangers
All the familiar faces
of past friends I’ve failed

Portraits all around
Hung about my walls
Force me to remember
The names I wish I could recall