Sometimes being alone is much better
than in the crowd of judgmental tongue.



© Pax

Offer your words
At the altar of poetry
See the words blossom
Into fragrant flowers
Aroma of the soul
In the poems

Hey babygirl
I just wanted to apologize for the other night
I was being a ****
You see I can't imagine a world without you,
But at the same time I can't stop you from following your dreams
Yeah I know we're just friends
Speaking of friends, there is something I been meaning to tell you
I been thinking about the future
What it will be like, ya know, that kind of stuff
I would really like for you to be in it
We've known each other for sometime now,
And I have had a lot of fun wasting my life with you
Well wasting isn't the right word for it
More along the lines of spending time with the most beautiful girl in the world
No haha, the most beautiful girl in the universe
Looking into your eyes is like seeing the earth from space
It's amazing would leave anyone speechless
I guess what I'm trying to say is...
Can I be your guy, and you my girl

Note to Self-
Feed the possums in the yard
apart from the ghosts
in your mind.
Purge it back up
and flush it.
Descry it as
nothing more
than your *****
and spit.
Do not forget
to forget.
Note to Self-
You matter.
You matter.
You ******* matter to someone.
Quit feeling like ****,
you ******* matter to someone.
Note to Self-
Might as well give it up
or start over.
You've been starving
the possums in the yard
and your ghosts are polluted
with gluttony
as well as every other sin.
Knocking on the window to your mouth,
you continue to relapse
and welcome them back in again.
Note to Self.