I leave the strong weak
I stop many in their tracks
My presence is contagious
I'll give you a heart attack

Give me an invitation.
Yeah, you can be the host
I'll eat you up from within
Looks like you seen a ghost

Parasitic emotion
Only care if I survive
Surround you with commotion
Hypothalamus joyride

Adrenaline is pumping
Breathe in and out fastpaced
Heart begins a-thumpin'
Muscles staining just in case

I treat many on their deathbed
And some I give a high
Others I make drop dead
So tell me,

What am I?

when 21 is mentioned
what image does that evoke?

perhaps party goers
and late night clubs

not

birthdays sober
in your bedroom
boarded up

alone I am, and will be 21 soon
wish I could say
that I wont spend it in my bedroom

don't waste your tongue
vocalize my demons
–
i am a butterfly
silent as ashes

Being but men
what softness know we
tough it up
**** it in
let out not a peep

what do we know
of gentle
and fair

fear to be fair
how can it be fair
rip out your heart
strip your chest bare

Tender soul
what do you know
of grit
and glory
yet you make me whole

my river's run dry
eyes that can't cry
I need you so
help me to grow

being but (a) man
a softness I seek
hold me close
lie me still
let me be meek

freshly yield, grass mown
green the smell, like warm summer
brings me back to earth.

I broke
After so many years of silence
                         I broke   ,------,  ,-------,
And everything came flooding out
                    I broke    \              /
Into a single desperate act of defiance
             I broke          \ /
A screaming, yelling, piercing shout
I broke
It wasn't enough to right his wrongs
I broke
But my fear left me that day
I broke
in that moment I became strong
I broke
And I no longer will be his prey

Give them a chance to be on your side
preconceived notions tell you to hide
but,
opening up may yield a surprise...
even still,
what if abandonment i was right to expect?
what if the truth leaves me shipwrecked?
wait,
maybe now is not the right time
should i stay mute and continue to mime?
no,
why is it that this is so hard to say,
the thing about the matter is... i'm gay.

Deep blue waters.
The surface looms above.
Ever elusive, just out of reach.
A glint of light, blue-green,
shines down upon me;
like layers of thick glass.
  ∙
  ∙
  ∙
  °
  °
  °
I sit at the bottom.
Calm.

Escape away to nature
Run away with me
Come and take this venture
Let’s see what we can see

Gust of wind;
so full of hope,
so full of promise.
A sickening sweetness-
turning up the dead leaves.
They catch in the cobwebs
of my idle mind.

green tea:
cool and mullen,
on my tongue,
reminds me to breathe

Our time is up
The string is taut
I hold the scissors
Ready to cut