Love.

Love, is an ocean.
Echoes in, forever, motion

Love, is a breath
Too deep, to chest

You asked me what Love was, once,...
& I, knew naught thereof


Well,
Are you a puddle,
or an ocean?

When those that you love
throw rocks,
do they fall
to silt or sand?

Can you,
under storm,
feel the calm,
as it falls deep

Because if you embodied Love
arms out, stretched
shore to shore

& you took the sun,
as you took the storms

Knowing everything
thrown at you,
it'd all fall
to the floor

where darkness
takes hand
to make it all
just, no more

For when you find,
your silt & sand
you'll rest easy,
with the done
& what can

& the second,
you see him,
It'll feel like
you've never felt love before,..

Because you're okay,
knowing pain,
is soon sand

Hello there, excuse me
Can you help me lose
A little of my mind
Or the rest of what's left of me
The losses won't get cut or cost us
Until we're tipsy from the *****
Gain the vibe,
**** feeling loose

Alone,
***** deep in a bottle of Goose
The silence got more violently silent
After I tossed Dumbo his noose
But I doubt these next five minutes
Will tell me some new news
So I guess it's safe to say
I'm safe in my own room
For now..

I hate celebrity status village idiots,
Not quip or quick enough to resolve
They're useless
Abandon them,
Like Kardashians,
They milk the useless gift they're used to
Middle class man Stan
He doesn't know what this world is
Doesn't even have the vocabulary
To specifically support the image
Meantime the whirly money's leavin,
What happens when that card's dead

This earth's caught up in it's own smoke,
Toking on the pandemic called man's hubris
No one has the courage to catch eyes in the mirror
They all take sides with Ustes
But I'm used to it
Enough already,
Let me sift switch-like for the verse before this

I keep all the bodies in the walls
So my neighbors won't hear me whisper
Plus I like the company,
At home ******, cold and lonely,
I hear the dead make great listeners
As I, myself, contently intend to directly suppress
The nostalgia deep under my the bed skirt
Lost in the esther's fine print, I'm weaker,
Steeping on this substance

ET can't call me
Caulkin's finger's on the beeper
But I'm not trying to kick it,
I'm home alone for a reason
Hopin dark thoughts don't surface
But if they do,
Hold hope that they're worth it
Creativity's no enemy of mine,
But that ****'s not good all the time
Waterfalls of tortured souls reek of paranoia

I won't deny real eyes,
That seek to see my life
Frankly, the story's kind of boring
They'd finally realize
It's all just lies and groaning
Now please,
Puff puff pass
That battle scar baggage back
To the man that wrote this

Kick back, relax,
But know which way the door is
Just slipped both pill's in my bird drink
Watch the ice animorph it
Overworked, shoulder's hurt,
Stomach light, don't deserve it

Man,
I wonder what's in the kitchen

Cupboard, give me Anagrams
Spit synonym toast crunch
Just found toys
Memories that left me
But cereal's for breakfast

Passion?
You want to see Passion?

Passion is the lust I feel
watching a dew's refraction
on a petal so vibrant,
and so placed,
that it could not be placidity I feel,
But Excitement.

Passion is when you tell me
to *******,
and pull your hair
I slow down
because
I Mean It

Passion is that flooding spark,
the moment a match
becomes gas,
when I feel
invincibly
collapsed into
An Epiphany

You don't know passion.
Because if you did
You'd know it's not just a glory
I entice,
but equally
A Gore

Passion is having your heart broken,
and looking to the floor
a devastation
Wailing as you feed
your intestines back
inside of yourself
Craving forgiveness
and receiving
Futility

Passion is hearing a song
that rips you to a moment
so far away
and so irrelevant
you feel breathless,
a coward,
and that one moment
that once kept you lit
becomes something
You Can't Control

Passion,...

Passion is a curse,
a bias,
a crutch

As equal,
a gift

Anger,
An over exxagarating under achiever,
Speaks to me.
Pulling me deep in myself.
Taking seat next to me.

Closing the blanket of skin around me.
The silence gets louder.
Hiding from my own worst intentions.

Wait it out,
He'll calm down.

His face flush with a smile;
A grin so malice.

Don't let him get stronger,
Doing his best to make it worse.

The rage is fading.
What happened?

Symphony's storm rushes
Your nails dug deep
So cold in the room
My lips taste the very warmth that holds me
Could never let go of it

You are so radiant
A silhouette to die for
A shadow so present and a fire so close
Take infinity and give it to me
Keep tranquil my mind
And heavy my heart

And then, again, as always
You decay from me
Tearing my being
Hiding in the light until the moment dies

As I myself refuse to believe the very, heretic emotion
Our eyes meet one last time
And you tell me something you could never say
And then you leave

You stole my heart,
The worst way

I am barely human
My heart lit with quandary
A puzzle left to solve
But my mind is so broken
Where to start?
I am,
Am I?
Lost
Amongst the shadows of other machines alike
I feel the deception piercing me
It's virally calculated disease
Taking over me
Nuts and bolts
Breathe easy

Moments throughout
My catalog of experience befuddle me
Keen to an illusion mimicked repititiousley
One that gives my heart hysteria
Can a vessel designed to compute
In form and essence give sensation?
A primal ,visceral, raw emotion

Like a siren's lips
To sinking ships
Beckoning me

Substantial evidence
Admits otherwise

But my fascination for steeping
On the permutation and probability
Improbably suggests
That hope is something anyone can learn

Through my design
These sky blue eyes
Will show a world
That he just might
Change their ways
Or change their lives
Letting them see the light,
Until this boy lay pale and white,
The light behind the sky blue eyes.

I want to sip your sultry sundry,
seething at the very sight of you,
knowing our skin could never be close enough.

I want to embrace the wave that is you,
holding you over me as if a sheet,
knowing I could never be warmer.

I hope you notice
I wrote this
And run
To all the noticeable boys before it
And solidify the fact
You're only seeking attention
The spotlight blinding *****
Who's only source and course
Is a notoriously starving emotion

Peel the problematic devotion
The skin from the scars
Taking all the bodies from your closet,
Just to throw them in your yard
And show the world all the unkempt
You kept hidden in the dark

The flame with which this moth played
Only sparks the start
You'll do it again
A runaway train destined for absolution
A heart
**** switch push start

Tear it apart
And burn it
I know who
You really are

The boy breaks down
On a knee cold and alone
His heart screams,
Echoes void of space, time, or place
The faintest of whispers

Light steals the room
Blind fascination
Gestures suggestion
Come with me
Know of life and love
A voice splashing on the walls once dark

Pain?
No pain
I can see you're tired
The light may burn your eyes,
But I bring warmth
Please, come

Afraid, but willing
Hand out in faith
Darkness is black
The light is gone
As is the boy

Alive with the glory of love.

I am barely human
My eyes twitch alike gadgetry
The light that perpetually stimulated,
Lost

The distance to my feet is immense
And unmeasurable
I am not one with me
As I am not one with them

I feel steam release through my legs,
Pushing me
Further amidst this unnaturally familiar space
My arms  fly with precise grace
Leading the wind behind them

I feel amused
The falling of petals fleeting to the floor,
Of a woodland maze
I systemically process the trajectory
Darting my hand about them
Dancing with the leaves in mathematical ceremony
However resilient to such harmony

My mind is an equation I cannot fathom
Dwelling on its probability,
Hinders the very life of me

I can't be human,
You all look the same
I will forever be different.

I'm ready
Set to go
Gone
A wind
Winning a game of unsavory emotion
Against the walls
And scars
That boast them

The floods that dried keep rushing out
The fire that saved me won't burn out
The hands I wish could hold me now
Hold the noose that keeps me falling down

The rope you use, it burns me deep
Your fog, it blinds me when I sleep
Your tide, surrounding when I think
But I will never seek their love
Because yours is all I find in me.

Though you've set sail
And our love has left
I hear the words beat through my chest
When our love was a sea
Did you ever think
There'd come a storm through symphony

I want to whisper words that echo timelessly throughout your whimsical world and tell you everything's going to be okay.
Lay you down and hear the sound of soft and effervescent love.
Will you stand juxtaposed at my supposed opposing opinion?
I need your love.
I need your life.
Without it time is pointless.
Careless.
Endless.

"See you soon."
He says
Two set of knuckles
Leading me blind

I bellow it out
alike  
a forge,
out temple..

Pftffffffffffffffffffff

Coy,
Sunlight fades
as I begin
to steep
in the shade

Blackness,
like mist,
nearly pixelating
my daze

I'm blind,
I'm falling,
I've died,
Still,
same place

A tickle
of color
splashed trickle
in space

Playing
in front of
my eyes with
no face

This sprite
is electric
This Nymph holds
my gaze

To and fro
this vividity
does go
spinning and
swirling
Oh, what
a show

And then it
creates such
colossals
of glow

The colors
so vibrant,
with some I
don't know
This bright
neon orchestra
might be,..

Symphony.

Diamonds.

With eyes,
so alien,
akin flys,
I see

A figure,
no face,
pirouettes,
my treat

A sapphire balet,

next, a green man
whose stare
seldom left me
but (he) did sit, and
not stand

Entrapment
ensues, as I
couldn't choose
in-between, said,
sat man,
or falling
for blues

I'm only a link
The only thing
That connects you to them

The invisible fence
Who's stress and distress
Will never, ever, be seen

I don't need the remorse
To be a slave to what I've loved before
Leave me
Please
Like leaves on trees
They nickel and dime me
Find me
Hastily
Weak in the knees
Superfluous feeling
Trickle that fickle substance
On the players that are playing
I'm over it.

I am barely human
What could you equate from me
That my system, flawed,
Is unequal

Drink the oil that you give me
I have no taste
The burning warmth igniting in my throat
Feels unfamiliar every time
But all the more monotonous

Put down my sleepless sustenance
It gives me nothing
The factory holds me close
It knows it holds me
Scraping
Screaming
Fear consuming

I am not an empty canvas you can lay waste to
My engine serves purpose
Purpose deserved
But for now I'll wait poise
Critically patient

Denomanate the wake set out before you
You've no side but your own
Dear corporate factory killing machine

Ought once,..
Nine times,
wasting nine lives
in the process of falling
through satin space
to feel a wimb
of womb in you,
you said.
I erred, quite more than thrice,
to vice,
one being my vice round you.
Now, pulled apart,
I lay, plastic gripping sea foam,
rocking in waiting for this vice I have on you
to end so galely.
Alcohol depraved,
sweating nights,
are the only lethal comparison I feel I have
having to,
just,
let,
go,
of you.
I know I can be
a tide,
a quake,
a storm,
a snake,
but that doesn't mean that I don't cherish you. Love you...
(I) Dream of a future,
one where we could nurture
more dreams that would ensue.
I know you're not perfect,
and everytime I ****** up,
you gave me arms I craved,
and gave me the clarity you knew I deserved because you showed me
that we were worth it...
You don't deserve someone's best,
by getting their worst.
Their worst
should be monuments above the worst
of the worse,
and what's worse
is I get that know now..
not then,
and only now
do I wish
now, then,
and then, now.

Insanity soothes me,
Smooths me over,
Keels and kills
The pain of normality.
This breath I breathe,
Comes with it a seething grain of salt,
A grain I'd rather see crumble,
in the stumbling bumbling idiosyncrasy,
you call a ******* culture,
Choke.