Don't be foolish.
Pledge allegiance with the moon and stars.
With the creatures of the night.
With the shadows that hide dexterous spies.
In the end it us who win.

Besides...we have ...cookies.

There was no bells that rung
No angels that descended from heaven and sang
No there was none of that

Only my words being ****** away by the noiseless night
I just don't know why but I did
And I can try but I just don't know

There was no heart fluttering like the wings of a Hummingbird
No fuzzy-wuzzy feeling in my heart
No there was none of that

Only me thinking out loud and wondering
Just me and you "Running like *******"
I don't know what possessed  me   but I did it

Don't know what is going to happen
I just don't know

A field of flowers
   will never remain absolute in purity

Cupid, you fool
You devil in disguise
You are not the god of love
Torture is your tool

You shot your arrows
and hit me but the rest
Hit him not, and you didn't want to waste another
So he doesn't love me but I love this fellow

He loves me not and you could have made him
You could have nicked his heart like you did mine
But No, Cruel Cupid, You ignored my pleas
Ignored them with no attention
Can't you see this love does shine
If he cannot love then spare me

Cupid spare me from this torture
Spare me from this unwanted wanted love
Take my heart and undo your magic
Spare me, Cruel Cupid
undo what's done

And then the light went out.
With darkness on top of me I crawled towards the door.
With darkness around me I strained as my arm reached for the ****.
With Darkness beside me I gritted my teeth and turned.
With darkness laughing at me I failed.
Darkness consumed me.

I have found that the skill of peacekeeping with the various parts of yourself is useless.
In the morning it is the strongest that will rise.

And as the sun shone
I whistled a melody
It's notes were laughter.
And as the wind spoke
I teetered 'long the pond's edge
whistling smiles.
And as the clouds roamed
I wrote poems in the sky
Whistling his name.

I use to be in the closet
I use to go through all these false motions
Feel all these fake emotions
I would put the straight face on
But I would always feel out of place

The closet was where I would pack away all my insecurities.
I would put them in boxes for later so I could look back at the dark memories.
And whenever I felt threaten
I would hide in the closet.

But the walls would sometimes come too closely
I would get claustrophobic
As it suffocated me slowly.

Running out of oxygen, I would pelt the door with my fists to be let out  
I would scream, beg and shout to be let out
And when I finally mustered the strength to cross the threshold
I was shoved back in
I was told that I couldn’t love him
That I should have never been
I love you but I hate your sin.
Time and Time again.

I fought as they shut the door and turned the lock
I was in the closet but this time the new me wanted to be free
The half king, Half queen me wanted some liberty.
I tore the hinges from the closet door off
I tore down the walls and pounded them into dust
And after looking at my beautiful destruction I felt justice

Because the closet is man-made invention
To keep us under control.
The story no one mentions but they know it by heart
So they stay away and not wanting any comprehension.
It’s something they use to stifle us so we won’t make a sound.
Something that will keep our feelings hidden in the background.
So it won’t mess up their “beautifully normal” foreground.

But I say no more

No more should we have to go back to the closet
To where we must feel shame
To where we must bear chains
To where we have many names
To where it gets dies, our flame

The closet must be, no more

I told you
and you yelled at me
with hate pouring out of your mouth
acid and poison

I cried but my tears did not mean a thing
You are caught up in the hate for my step dad you even compare me to him
You are caught up in the bible that you don't see that your son is hurting inside

Last night we were arguing
you told me all this
My dad must have molested me
some one must have touched me
But no
I was born this way

I now feel at peace with myself
and you know I might have someone  else
who will accept me

I don't care any longer
Whatever you try it's not going to work
I will never change

1.) Ignore the days that stare right back when you look at the calender for they will soon slip away.
2.) Ignore the cosmic pulling that draws you to him for he too will soon slip away.
3.) Ignore the harsh words they both use to shred each others hearts for they will phase away.
                                                 Ignore and you will be spared the pain.

All I Have left is the hat
The hat that was given to me
I don't know what for
But it just makes me cry more

It is black
Like the whole that is left in my heart
Like the bitterness I have within myself
It has red on the rim
Like the anger I have but not at him but at me
Like the color I see when I close my eyes

Where a head is suppose to be it is Empty
Like the feeling I have
Like the words I say to myself , "I will find love, even if it ain't with him"

All I have is the hat
The hat he gave me
The hat only the hat
Is all I have

Nothing but The Hat

And do you love him?
My heart gnaws on my conscience.
Does the Friendzone count?

Strip away this smile
and you will see a frown so harsh
Strip away my words
and you will find I rather be mute anyway
Strip me from my feelings
I will thank you cause I don't like them
Strip them one by one

Strip me from the food i eat
and you will see that I force myself at times
Strip me from my mind
And you will see that I struggle to tame it
Strip away all of me
And I will be in your debt
For being me is never easy

I want my words to be stripped
beacause they hurt more than cure
I want my smile to be stripped
For it is false like my feelings most of the time

Just strip me till i am bare
Strip me till I'm nothing
You would be doing the world a favor

You are not alone
    My brother, my sister
As you wonder the streets
    With earbuds in.
Their words may bite like winter's frost
   but each time they do
Let the streets see the summer that's inside your heart
     and maybe acceptance will do like flowers in spring
And maybe ignorance will descend in a swirling fashion
    Just like the leaves in Autumn.

Red
Is what I see when I feel the world turning against me

Orange
when I had some time to cool off

Yellow
I don't know why I would feel this color

Green
when I see that all the things i have tired failed

Blue
When the one I love is gone

Indigo
Is there a feeling for this color

Violet
Sounds like when I get violent

I see you want another, you express your love for them
I say I am fine and I don't care
But these are empty words
Of course I am not fine
For you dont love me

your hugs bring a smile but its life is cut short
Hanged before it can say too long
because that thought of no love between us crashs in my mind

I want you, Want to stare deeply into those deep blue eyes
want to hold your hand, want to play with you curly blond hair
But, wanting and having are two different things like the sun and the moon
They are not Compatiable

But I will savor those moments when we do come close
I will savor everytime you say my name
i will savor every conversation we have
Cause those things I do have
Even if I cant have your love

You can't turn me on to warm up the room so you can feel the warmth inside

Neither can you turn me off so the room can be engulfed in darkness. So you can go find another room to light up.

I am not some light switch that can be toyed with by your child-like hands to keep your child-like mind entertained.

No, i am not a light switch.

I am either a light that stays on forever for you cause i am the only light you need.

Or i am nothing at all. The one lightbulb the needs fixing. The one light for someone other than you.

Cause i am no light switch.

Don't be afraid.
There is no one in sight to hear that beautiful voice.
Not a soul will hear the mockery of Ravens you make.
The nails across chalkboard.
No, there is no one to hear your last breath as it escapes your body and into the cold winter night

Don't be afraid.
There is no one in sight to see how beautifully your body contorts.
Not a soul will see the acrobats you manage as you are pinned.
An Excellent showcase of your struggle
No, there is no one to see your last dance for death.

Don't be....No, be very afraid.
There is no one at all that knows you are here with me
To share the last moments you have.
There is no escape, no escape indeed.
You are just another trophy I collect
just another Victim  
For my Serial Killing hands and mind.

I lost my sanity long ago
If I were to search it would be in vain
for it has been swept away
by the broom of Time.

Losing ones sanity
The found seem lost
while the lost
are merely on the brink of a river
that could carry them to nothing.

A rain drop is a tear from the devils
As they try to save what little inhumanity there is left.
A wind does not speak but brush by
feeling superior to you and those 'round.

You're hands are not works of a god
but of pure coincidence, shaped to fit a purpose
A purpose lost on you, lost in the pores of leaves
as they take in your purpose.

I lost my sanity long ago
And I rather not look for it
For it has not bothered to look for me.

I am no light switch you can turn on and off

ON  
To feel the warmth inside your could damp heart
To brighten up the room so you can place your things ever so neatly inside my heart

OFF
When the heat becomes too much for you
When you need to flee to another room to turn that light on

ON
When you need to heat the sweet words that fall from my sore lips
When you need me to illuminate your day cause you had a bad day

OFF
To make sure you keep the price of the light low
Cause you don't want to invest too much in this "love"
To evade the light cause you see that I deserve more than this

I am tired of your child like hands turning me on and off
to entertain your child like mind
This light bulb is growing weak and I am growing tired of changing the bulb constantly

I think soon I will tear the switch from the wall and cut the wires and just leave
I hate this light switch between you and me

I use to be in the closet
I use to go through all these false motions
Feel all these fake emotions
I would put the straight face on
But I would always feel out of place

The closet was where I would pack away all my insecurities.
I would put them in boxes for later so I could look back at the dark memories.
And whenever I felt threaten
I would hide in the closet
But the walls would sometimes come too closely
I would get claustrophobic
As it suffocated me slowly

Running out of oxygen, I would bang on the door to be let out  
I would scream, beg and I would shout to be let out
And when I finally mustered the strength to cross the threshold
I was shoved back in
I was told that I couldn't love him
I was told I was a sin, that I should have never been

I fought as they shut the door and turned the lock
I was in the closet but this time The new me wanted to be free
I tore the hinges from the closet door off
I tore down the walls and pounded them into dust
And after looking at my beautiful destruction I felt justice

Because the closet is man-made invention
To keep us under control
It’s like a shock collar; you cross the line that separates you get a lashin’
Its heavy rods and big metal ***** to weigh us down
It’s something they use to stifle us so we won’t make a sound
But I say no more

No more should I have to go back to the closet
To where I must feel shame
To where I must bear chains
The closet must not be, no more

Te quiero
yo Pienso  que te amo

Todo los dias yo pienso en ti
Todos los dias yo oigo tu voz
Todas las noches me acuesto contigo en mi mente

Te quiero
Yo pienso que te amo

Yo no se como explicar
Yo no se como decir
Yo no se
Yo no se nada pero
yo si se que

Te quiero
Yo pienso que te amo

During the spring the window in my room is closed and locked.
Some would argue that Spring needs passage to clean
the dust from the book cases lined against the wall
But I reject this thought as ignorance.
I know the price of cleaning the shelves.
If I were to let Spring saunter in it would have no regard and wipe the shelves 'til they're bare.

If a kiss on my wounds could make it all better
I would have you kissing me every day.
but I will settle for this one on my hand
And cherish it.

"Will you be at the pearly gates?"
No, sorry, I already booked my table in Hell.

"You need Jesus and need to serve him"
Sorry, I have my own demons that will serve me.

"God loves all and will help you"
Sorry I have the devil to help me

I made a reservation in Hell
but it wasn't my choice
I was just born with my name already on the table draped with a rainbow table cloth.

So Sorry can't get saved
Or go to heaven
I have a reservation in hell.

Silence as he goes down the steps
he knows he musn't wake
his mother who sleeps upstairs
he musn't wake his sisters or his brothers

He opens the door to the bathroom
and Sees his reflection
UGLY, STUPID, WORTHLESS
Words like these bounce around his mind

His skull is a bouncy house and more words keep piling in
Wanting a chance to jump high
He opens the cupboard and sees the pills
A bottle of painkillers the doctor gave to his sister

He creeps back to his room
Slient like a night cat
and he sits on his bed with the note right beside
Sorry for being such a dissapointment, sorry for causing pain, I am gone now don't worry anymore i will longer I have to be a burden
he opens the cap and he can feel that he wants to cry

he pours the pills into his hand and takes each one
one at a time
I am gone, gone forever never to return again
No longer have to be a disapointment
I can be who I want to be after death
No longer having to feel less
No longer I have to be stong
*As I sing the sucide Song

Characters: Speaker, Real Estate Agent

Setting: A house for sale

The real estate agent has shown the kitchen and now enters the main bedroom and begins to explain the latest modifications. The speaker is not at the moment aware of the agent’s speech. Instead the speaker’s attention is caught by the closet which is opened.

Speaker: (Interrupting the agent)
You know, save for the musky odor
And dust collecting on the top shelf,
The closet, back in my mom’s house
The one in what was my room,
Is bare.
I always strained to keep the door shut
With all of my belongings pressing ‘gainst it.
Its bare now.
No trace of what once resided in there.
Just bare.

Real Estate Agent: Well, this closet is the biggest in the house so there is no need to worry about an overabundance of belongings.

Speaker: (Smiles)
It might be hard to believe
But I longer need
A closet.

This poem is not about you
Not about your curly blonde hair
Not about that cute chipped tooth when you grin
This poem is not about how your eyes captivate me and make me ride the ocean

This poem is not about you

It is not how you make me feel better with every glance i steal
It is not about how you send me realing when you say my name
It is not about how I wish i could kiss those lips
Do I need to repeat? This poem is not about you

I am so sorry to hurt your ego with this poem that is clearly not about you

He can take your heart place it on the seat.
He can press the bar down to secure you from running away.
He can take you on a ride.
How high can he go? Better yet how low can he go?

Maybe when he reaches the ******,
When your heart is on a high and admiring the view that's before you
When your breath is taken and leaves with the wind racing against yourself

Maybe then he will let the bar up
and watch you fall
like you did to me.

Yolo is the dummifed form of Capre Dieme
No offense but its for the dim minded. The not so bright. I need an acronym to tell me ** to live peopl.
You only live once
Ha! Duh you only live once cause you only got on life
To hold on to. There aint no restarts. No regeneration this aint no game.

Seize the day! Go ahead and explore that cave that seems endless and could swallow up like some big two headed monster
Go head and take the roller coaster ride. Look at square its false eyes and say yo you, think you is big and bad i can take you i aint scared.
Cause that's what Carpe Diem is all about
Seizing the day like there ain't no tommorow
Give all your love
Pay back what you borrowed
Hang with yo buds and have a few laughs
Do the things you want to do
as long you don't get handcuffed

Just go out and Carpe Diem!

The cold morning air taunted us while we waited.
I took a seat, book in hand and used the words to block out the outside world known as my reality.
I was quite content with how the words seem to wrap themselves around me, warm me, love me then I heard my name.
My name is the only thing that can take the words, twist the words, and break the words so they may come down, no longer able to protect me.
“I keep forgetting that you are gay, you don’t act it.”

Maybe it’s because when words are not enough to keep others out I flip the switch and act straight.
Maybe it’s because I know that expressing my true inner feelings could get eyebrows to raise and eyes to glare, could get people to snicker and laugh behind my back and have their hands protect the words that they let drain into others ears.
Maybe it’s because at home one dim glow of light in any shape or form could make my shoulder freeze as my mother turns to her phone trying her best to ignore me.
Maybe it’s because at school one friend might be the same as me but when their parents arrive I need to protect them like a mother bear protecting the young.
Maybe it’s because I like the things that I do, the things I say, the way I walk, the way I talk, the way I sing, the way I laugh, the way I smile at romance.
Maybe it’s because that’s just the way I am.

Don't leave me behind as you walk out the door
Don't leave me behind sprawled on the kitchen floor
For the longest time I have had these feelings for you
But somehow my message was not getting through

Don't leave me behind as you turn the corner
Don't leave me behind as you go and love her
For the longest time I fought to ignore
But somehow I always wanted more

Don't leave me behind,
just don't leave me behind
For I want to always call you mine
For the longest time I have watched from a distance
So don't leave me behind please just listen

Mama please sit down
I have something to say
Mama, I'm Gay.

Mama, I've known for some time
It's something I've grown to accept
and it's something I've kept.

Mama, why do you scream?
Why all this yelling, this casting blame?
Don't you know that I'm the same?

Mama, don't cry, please don't cry
So many tears have already been shed
One my pillows and on my bed.

Mama, I wanted you to know
Out of love this action was taken
And No my dad didnt touch me and I'm not mistaken.

Mama, why would I choose this life
Knowing what I feel at the moment
And how I experience torment.

Mama, I can never change
No amount of praying or saying
Can change what's inside me.

Mama, Please sit down, Take a breath
I am sorry if I am not what you prefer
But I ask you to think it over.

Mama, I've done what's needed
Can you let me back into your heart
Or will your ignorance keep us apart?

I consumed your agitation, drew it from your lips.
As i felt the round edges of your aching desire.
You held nothing back as you took my love
And led me to an ocean of burning fire.
Our love consulted with our hearts
And they all agreed,
This love we have can't by others be acquired.

I wake up form my nap and look at the window
And What do I see before me
A white blanket covering the ground
Powdered sugar on My part of the Funnel cake

No school in the morning, No teacher lingo
A feeling of excitement THis was kind of forseen
I go outside and feel the air and the snow rests on my head like a crown
The impulse now is a snowman I should make

SNOW, SNOW IT"S SNOWING
LET ALL HEAR, LET ALL ENJOY
THAT IT IS SNOWING

Way before that song polluted the air
Before it became the number one on the charts
Before Taylor was even going out with Harry
I knew you were trouble when you walked in.

With your smile you took me too places that were in my head
and it is a shame on me because I could tell right from the beginning
that you were trouble.

And the Saddest fear that creeps in is not that you never loved me
Or him or her or anything
It's that I may never stop liking you.

So I knew you were trouble when you walked in
and laying on the cold hard ground I still like you.

And it's as if the universe wanted to be cruel
and take her away.  No, she is not dead but I feel her leathery soul crumbling as the walls stand tall and block her from reaching my outstretched hand. I fidget, tremble while applying my mascara and the brush falls into the sink. ****, No, I won't ..cry.... and I see her growing distant drowning in the black rivers. ****....I didn't even say ....good- but I shake my head from that thought. God I am a mess staring into the mirror but then my side feels a pressure and my neck arouse in her memory...****....Ummm.....No, NO. Where is she anyway.....and why are my rivers black.....thats right mascara....

I am a puzzle
Who's pieces all fit 'cept one
The one that does not fit
is not one but several
which one will be the one to complete me?

With my eyes wide open I see through all the false truths
But should I disregard them and ignore what I see
Turn my eyes blind and fill myself with a false truth?
Or, confront them and try to make sense of why this is the way it is
keep my eyes open and empty my self from these lies?

I wish I could take all my emotions and fold them neatly
and place them somewhere so they can develop dust

Take my emotions and peel the away from my being
To the point of the numbing pain is felt no more

Erase My emotions with an eraser and clean the paper
and blow the remnants away

My emotions betray me letting me feel what I don't want to
They make me think irrationally as if I were drunk
They make me think of what I want but can't have

Emotions be gone
Be gone from me and don't come back
For I long
To be alone and not be attacked
By Emotions

The past is the past
No need to climb the wall that I put in place
The green trees and little butterflies that are barley seen
Are just a mirage, so don't climb over

The past is the past
I have made mistakes and they need not be known
Cause they aren't anyone's bussiness
Only mine and no one else's

Enjoy the scenery that is presented
Enjoy the wall, dazzling with crystals
and hear the fake birds that sing
Just dont climb over Cause the past is the past

Art is like love
with cerulean swirling around
leaves that are gracious green on a canvas
and with a magenta sky
touched by the amber sun
upon the endless horizon
With brushes dipped into golden yellow
and gently stroked onto the canvas
to show the beauty of a star

Art is like love with colors that bring happiness and joy

Art is like love
with black smeared and splattered
With angry, fiery orange thrown across a page with a palet knife
With rosy pink covered harshly by blood red as it drips off the brush

Art is like love with colors that bring only despair

Art is like the act of love
expressed by colors of emotions
That wash over us
and with desires that move us

Surrounded by hypocrites.
I can feel there words press against me.
Surrounded by liars
I can feel their lies tug at their hearts
Surrounded by strangers
I can feel their eyes, their elevator eyes
Each part of my body is a floor they want to explore
Surrounded by the truth
Something that I want all the time but it is scarce like mining for the one Diamond


I don't like being surrounded

It's hard to get up
in the morning
when
in your
dreams
He is there
whispering everything will be okay

Chasing after one another
They cyclone there way across the street.
Trying to grasp one another
They collide stem first
then they fall.

I saw that necklace around his neck
There are so many reasons to why it would be there
But none of them positve

It goes along with the rose he made for you
out of paper, by the way I can make one better,
So, Are you and me fighing over him
What is going on?

I don't feel like we are
But are we about to
I honestly don't know the answer
This is the first time I expressed my liking for one guy and there is another who could pontetial be a threat
Should I work harder?
Should I?
I don't know

Liking the Straight guy
Is like liking the white wall
It's there to amuse
but won't catch if you fall.