O God, I don't speak often
Why is it that you hurt this boy?
He who has done nothing wrong,
Why do you make him hate the life you've given him?

I once debated the scientific principle of change
On a group messenger system
I sent a broadcast of my feelings
Of the measurement and study
Of how time moves and planets position themselves
I told of the psychological affects that change has on the human mind-

And you removed yourself from the group chat.
You were the only one to understand my metaphor anyways.

We grew up
much faster
then we thought we would

He is
smart
but tries to hide it.

He is
talented
but won't admit it.

He is
handsome
but doesn't know it.

He is
softly spoken
but speaks too little.

He is
loving
but too afraid to show it.

He is
hurt

He is
a poet.

I'm sorry my sweet darling
I should have held your hand
Pulled you close to me
And asked you for a dance.

-ARI

If a girl has stolen your heart,
try your hardest to steal hers.

For the moon so loved the sun
He chased her till the end of days
The sun kept telling the moon to stop
For if he came close he’d burn in seconds
But the moon didn’t stop
He told the sun
“I’d rather burn and spend a few moments with you
than live my years without my love.”
So he kept on chasing

Sleep to dream.
Escape from reality.

You take my hand and hold it close.
You whisper in to my ear
Words so sweet.

I feel my eyes starting to tear.

Take me away
For you are the only one.
Who can see me for who I am.

Caress me lightly.
And tell me why you love me.

Remind me why you and I
Were meant to be.

Dream of nothingness.
Illusions taking over me.

Sleep just may be
The last thing I really need.

For words are my fuel
An elixir all on its own.

It builds me up
Or tears me down.

In the end,
it will all be worth learning.


For every word
Has potential
Just like we all do.

I don't think you know
I don't think you understand
I don't think you care