I am a dot on Seurat’s canvas.

You told me that I wouldn’t be respected if I used Times New Roman, well maybe I don’t write to be respected. Maybe I write in Times New Roman because I like to read in it.

I could write in Wingdings. Would that make you happy? Would that make me stand out?

I don’t write with words I don’t understand and I don’t embellish nature to sounds pretty. Times New Roman isn’t trying to impress anybody and neither am I.

I am writing about what is real and I am writing about how I feel and I don’t need your opinion and I don’t want to hear your spiel.

Did that make me stand out?

I feel the caress of my own fingers
on my own neck as I place my collar
and think pityingly
of the kind women I have known.

I'm hopeless
-ly
hopeful
that this
will
last
longer
than
my
last
forever

because
infinity
has never seemed
so enjoyable
and
I
have
never known
the unknown
to be
a
desirable
destination

I'm hopeless
-ly
hopeful
that someone
will
hold
my
hand
because
I
can't see
with all these
stars
in
my
eyes

And blind has never been better

Effort: 
“an earnest or strenuous attempt”
I put alot of effort into things…
I put effort into school, relationships,family,sports, and more… It’s gets STRENUOUS! 
But I keep pushing because I know sooner or later I will reach my goal and sooner or later there will be some to carry this load with me
She may not be perfect but she’ll be perfect for me…
My Effort has been challenged more then once it’s been challenged often actually but I can’t quit there’s ppl that depend on me 
Like my lil brother he looks up to me he needs me he needs someone to set him example or he would mess his life up
Me I have father he isn’t the greatest but hell tell me the truth sometimes it’ll hurt but I needa hear it…
He didn’t have the best father figure but to be where he is right now is amazing he could’ve fell into terrible things…
I promise ill be better then him i have the EFFORT to handle that…
School is starting to wear me down but I can’t give in I have to struggle to get these grades I can’t give in or ill fail i don’t wanna be a failure i wanna be far from that I have goals that are bigger then ****** dreams!
That’s why I call myself i_dreambigg
Because no one dreams bigger then me but I’m different imma make a dream a reality ! 
Best believe that !
I never hold something against somebody ill always forgive 
You could **** me over a billion times ill still come through for you cause im that guy 
Ill treat those how I want to be treated…

You hold the universe
inside your eyes
Constellations dancing
around the solar system
hearts beating
pinpricks of light
faster than sound waves
carried quietly
through tunnels of
asteroids
drifting hunks of feelings
we've forgotten
Stranded in space
between the wrinkles of time
This fabric of your love
unfolds in ripples
Showering our heads in meteorite
dust
But how we glimmer
defying gravity
we'll meet again
along the northern lights
when the wind kicks in
our cheeks still sun-kissed
Bodies shattering,
arms and legs
pave the milky way,
Explore with me my love,
ride the tails of comets
into the horizons
that exist
only for us

Night is for the hours
Cowards,
Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers

It's been said napkins are the greatest currency
For it holds the food spittle of man
Like how ambulances sit waiting
To clean up after misfortunes
And make fortunes for the fortun-
Who Ate paragraphs of spider webs
And patted weaves like black men seating at the back of the limited luxurious Q46 bus nodding heads to the noise of Toyota cameras they couldn't afford in the land where they spend $300 million to part the seas for summer entertainment
While they only spent $40 on California cuteness and walked on water with 13 Jesus' and ate at the bottom of the sea with only three tokes from the plastic bag

Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers
For we graduated from 30 hot nights of mathematics
Only to find that the future will always be white and in the *******

Over at the café, we are alone
at sharing our own thoughts, and hot coffee

easily drifts towards our tongues. This is the time
that the bats replace the birds. And we hear

crickets call one another. Tonight,
the moon is high yet huge. Though

the thought of a celebration: a cheesecake
two cups of coffee, friction, we ourselves take

the knives, slit each other open. Hear
our hearts beat the same anthem

we hear every night. So we let the blood
flow from these hummingbird chest,

ooze to the pavement like honey. It
glints against the moonlight, a river way

filled with rubies. And we can be sure our insides are

finally healed. For the demons had
set foot against our will

and into the wild. This, indeed, calls for
a celebration. Friction,

we let it speak.

Everything has gone mad
Everyone has what I had
Depression, agony, pain
Let's all board the misery train!
I was young I was lonely
I was imaginary
Alone
So alone
So sickeningly alone
I liked it better though
Than when they hurt me
No one would see
So I didn't tell
I knew they couldn't tell
No one would tell
I rather-ed hell
There was no justice  
None ever since
Yet I don't whine
You won't see those years of mine
Because I didn't show off sadness
I grew out of the madness
It's your turn
Hide your burns
If you say you want to die
Stop prolonging it, easy enough, say goodbye
But you won't, you want Attention
So you'll mention
Whatever it is
To be in the school's show biss
Don't tell me "I'm a liar  
I don't know what I'm saying
It's not as bad as someone else's pain!"
I don't feel bad
In fact it drives me mad
**** yourself or don't
But I won't
Let you
Drag me
Where
I've
*Already been