It's just, three little words,
that hold so much meaning,
I swear, you are my world,
you are the core of my being.
And every day we say it,
and every day we mean it.
"I love you".. Three little words
with big meaning.
Now how can I describe it?
the way I feel inside?
No words could properly define
this love 'tween you and I.
But if you were to ask me,
an answer you'd implore.
If kisses were stars, I'd give you galaxies and more.
I'd do anything to see you smile,
or lift you if you fell,
I'd walk through heaven and through hell.
I'd infiltrate a jail.
I'd moonwalk on the moon,
and fight a whale inside a well.
But three words is all it takes,
to say all this and more.
So every day I'll tell you..
I love you, mi amor.

Lately, my nights are days,
Following rays of moonlight,
A stray wandering, wondering
if I can do right.
Searching a place for rest,
A mess inside consumed.
Every night I'm crying out,
Howling at the moon.

... yet it falls on deaf ears,
I feel and fear that death nears,
I hear it's sneers and blood smears,
But maybe I'm crazy,
Amazing how our minds works,
Cuz i swear i catch your scent or see your face or hear your kind words.

Deep sleep eludes me,
so dreams are even rarer,
My heart has grown so heavy,
My hairs are getting grayer.

Lost in thought,
it's 8 a.m.
Calm me,
lunar requiem.

I'm the one and many,
Nutty with no screws loose,
A couple eggs short of the breakfast and the cooked goose.
I'm cooler than the side of the pillow that you sleep on,
I blend in with the crowd, even when I'm wearing neon,
Beyond excellent,
feeling like a million cents,
Ever since,
I stopped,
Using my uncommon sense.
I'm the cat's woof,
With the bark to match my teeth,
I'm the bee's knees, legs, arms, eyes, feet.
I'll stop when Heaven freezes, or when the lady sings it,
Snug in a rug but not a wall-hugging insect.

Ignorance is bliss.. or so they say,
But spouting off your ignorance? Now that is not okay.
Keep your stupid bliss, wrongful diss, for you, I'll make a wish,
I'll wish and pray, you stop the hate, and plead you do not procreate.
Open your eyes and your mind, yours is like a box.
In due time, you'll realize, you're as dumb as rocks

My words are rich, take em as food for thought,
Poetry that's gleaming, I can never get enough.
Going crazy on a mind trip, off, out on a quest,
Calm and collected on the surface, but I'm a mess,
on the inside, I'm still crooning so loudly,
Yea, I'm freaking weird but I say it so proudly,
Grew into a man from a little sonny boy,
who used to play with dinosaurs and other funny toys.
I found my snow white, we fit like hands and gloves,
and winter and jackets, and happiness and love.

Misery loves company..
So we are well acquainted.
A zombie with some pensive thoughts
Everything, offense enough
To make me ask myself,
"If I was dead, too"? Who'd be better off?

Now, i rarely tend to dream,
But when i do, they're nightmares,
They barely get a rise from me,
At the most, they're slight scares.
Reality is gruesome, sad ,
And way more frightening.
The shock of your sudden departure hit me like dark lightning.
Yea, life isn't fair.
It's not all joy and bright sunshine.
But there's no suffering that don't ease with the passing of time.

Never will the raven,
ever fly the same.
The scars on broken wings,
will always remain.
The darkness that follows,
None escape its reach.
We're all touched by shadows,
But shadows can be breached.
All it takes is light,
whether small or dim.
Without light, it's blurry
Where life ends and death begins.

A body filled with lead and dread,
Encased in metal shreds,
And though it looks so small and harmless, one will leave you dead.
No, it has no voice or tongue but you can hear its words.
Universally renowned, known throughout the world.
Worse, it's worn in wars, but wanes whenever peace is wanted.
Can take the biggest coward and
make him feel undaunted.
A bullet is no joke,
If you got some, its beyond dumb.
It's sad to say that bullets are cheaper than packs of condoms.
Before you spray some bullets,
Spit out words instead.
Yea, both can be hurtful,
But a bullet wants you dead.

Mesmerized just like a
flying moth to the flame.
I hear your soul, it's crying out
to me and calling my name.
It's far too tempting to stop,
And way too hard to resist.
Got me wishing, thinking,
what I wouldn't give for a kiss.

Don't you see the issue?
What's the bigger picture?
Is it logical to pay a nurse less than we do a pitcher?
This madness needs to end.
To me, it makes no sense.
I just want to shed some light, I don't mean to offend.
We have much to fear,
The answer's never clear,
But we need to question everything that fills our ears.
Cuz half of it is strange,
Half the people are deranged,
This world needs so much help, its up to us to make a change.

Are we living in a dream, girl?

You look better than my dream girl.

You're all that and a bag of chips.

I kinda laugh when you mad as ****.

Cuz that face you make's adorable,

I feel like Napoleon, your body is explorable.

Yea, cuz you relieve the stress in me.

One touch, you caressing and ******* me.

Need a hero? Well, I could be your great knight

Lost in the clouds, you're an angel, we could take flight.

This love? you should never bottle it.

Perfection, baby girl, you embody it!



I hope you say 'I do'.

I'll do anything or try to.

There's nothing I won't buy you

Baby, it's no lie, i think you are my idol.

Soo, please do not stay idle.

Such a beauty, you're an eyeful.

Now can I get a pieful?

I'm your hero, you're the princess in my Hyrule.

Like a bird, babe I'm fly, boo.

You got me feeling high, too.

I swear I'll make you mine soon.

1 outta 10, you are a 5... times two.

I have a hole inside my heart.
I fear that will not change.
A part of me, died then with you.
I'll never be the same.
When I found out that you had passed,
I nearly lost my mind.
Instead, I lost a part of me,
A part I'll never find.
How can I make this pain hurt less?
I ask and beg and pray,
If for eternal pain, I'd have you here,
I'd trade today.

I used to share more writing with the public,
but now I've realized some of what I write is ugly.
And misinterpreted, I'd rather keep it to myself.
And do my best to stop this bigger urge to cry for help,
At the very least, I'll try, and even if I fail,
I vow to never cry, again, so that no one can tell,
What it is I feel inside, this void inside consuming,
Evil thoughts are brewing, I assume my life will soon end.
As I take these bitter pills,
As I consume this liquor,
I can't help but feel,
more glad as I get sicker..

The eternal deep thinker,
Vexed and perplexed, I'm a mess of quills and inkers,
Deeper than the belly of a beer-downing drinker, whatta stinker,
Deeper than the ocean,
Fishing deeper than the fisher,
Way deeper than a fishy or the hook, line, sinker.
Deeper than a creeper, keeping creeping on the DL,
Deeper than devil-infested levels, deep in the Hell,
Much deeper and way steeper than I've ever hoped to get,
Getting closer to my dreams and not a single one regret.

3 Mondays ago, my whole life changed.
3 Mondays ago was the day I found out my brother died. 3 Fridays ago, I saw him in a casket and he looked so peaceful, so calm. Last week, I watched him get cremated. The last time I'll have seen him on this earth.

When I was young, I used to look up to him. He used to work out. A lot. I always used to poke his muscles in awe and say "I want to be as strong as you when I grow up!" Before he'd leave to the gym or anywhere else, he'd kiss me on my cheek and we'd tell each other 'I love you'. He loved his family. A lot. He was always making people laugh. Most likely where I got my sense of humor from. The way he'd always smile and make me laugh. That was just in his nature. He was so gentle, so peaceful. He'd never hurt a fly.. Except that time he broke a bottle on a guy's head because he hit my dad in the back with a pool stick. He was my big brother. I love him. So much. And I miss him so, so much. I am so proud of him. I hope I learn to be half the man he was.

That figure that plays tricks with your mind,
Leaving you blind,
Sick inside,
Where your darkest fears hide.
The sneaky shadow, dark walker,
And ever-looming stalker.
The sense of doom you feel before and dread thereafter.
But for me, the dark's a cherished sight.
Cuz where there's darkness, there is light.

Shadows aren't always an evil omen.
So long as you keep the light and hope in.

The truest love, you couldn't plan it,
Easily the only one for me in all the planet,
Her love's the kind of habit I could never kick off,
And I swear it's true, you, I'll never get sick of.
It's surreal when I say that you are my girl,
even Webster would be, at a loss for words.
There aren't enough verbs, adjectives in any language,
To show you how I feel and how you relieve all my anguish,
But I think I can manage, to express some,
part of how I feel, I think we make a good sum,
You plus me forever, that makes perfect sense to me.
I think I want to marry you and make some memories,
some would call me crazy, even claim that I'm insane
Well, yea, I'm freaking crazy, crazy for you and deranged.
Does any of that frighten you? Tell me and be honest.
If it doesn't, then I'm ready to make you a promise,
To love you forever and we'll never be apart,
I'll love you til the end, even more so than the start.
If you share your heart with me, you'll get mine in return.
Do you accept all of the conditions and the terms?
No need for signatures or any documents for this,
We can make it real and seal the deal with just a kiss.
Every thing I told you comes from the heart, it's true.
To summarize and put it simply, I'm in love with you.

I had a dream, you were in your wedding dress.
Standing next to you was your groom, would've never guessed,
That it was me, as I looked you in your eyes,
Standing side by side, you started to cry.
And I just held your hand, fighting back the tears,
Remembering the past, how we grew throughout the years.
But as I waited to hear you say "I do",
I woke up from my dream... I just wish that it was true.

I hate to admit it, I rarely dream, this is true.
But when I rarely dream, all I see's me and you.

We throw words around like rice on wedding days,
Without realizing we don't really mean what we say.
Okay, I mean, tell me, what the hell's a love/hate relation??
You can't love someone AND hate them,
That's a twisted perception,
A misinterpretation, of what these words both mean,
You can't choose to use these at your leisure, to fit in your scheme.
That's not the way it works,
Look at the true definition,
And you'll see that these are opposites,
two different positions.
These both get thrown about, without real caution or thought.
This world could use less hate,
but is in need of more love.

And here's my elegy, elegantly written,
Barely fitting, in these pages,
I'm sitting on my hopes,
and dwelling on my notes,
My back's against the ropes,
my thoughts are bursting out of me,
half cowardly,
I tremble as I move,
I'm shaking in my boots,
Replaying in my head,
feels like forever losing you,
Stuck in a place like a hamster in a wheel,
Until sick is all I feel,
Avoid thinking just to deal,
I keep on spiraling til I'm getting nowhere quick like that hamster and its steel,
Caged within these thoughts,
My prison is my cross,
The sickness is the cure,
No wonder I feel lost.

This is the longest winter,
time slowed to a crawl,
I guess it is ironic, you passed away in early fall.

Visage of an angel,
Just a mirage,
Lies from a stranger,
All a facade.
A halo, of play-doh,
Wings made of clay, no
One would ever guess this fallen angel's far from faithful.

Make something from nothing,
that is just too strange.
All things have an equal.
equivalent exchange.
An eye for an eye
A good deed for another,
The love from a daughter
for the love of a mother.
So half your life, for half of mine,
does that sound so strange?
We'd be trading precious time,
equivalent exchange.

I open my door, and what do I see?
Naturally, I see the grass and street and barren, cold trees.
The air is frigid, it brings chills to my skin,
But the darkness of this world, makes me freeze from within.
When I think of all the violence, injustice and hate,
It's enough to make me wanna runaway and irate,
But I wait, and I remember, not everything's bad.
This planet's really beautiful, how could I get sad?
I mean, stop and think about it,
It's clear, I do say.
It's really quite the miracle to be here today.
How many other planets out there? And you were born here on Earth
And still, we hurt her badly and treat her like dirt.
So let's take a bit more care when we step out in the world,
And make sure we're leaving something to the future little boys and girls.

My hand has never felt this heavy.
I can barely hold the pen up.
Even as I write this, i don't know where it will end up.
But I fear it won't be good enough.
No matter what I write down.
Nothing could rightly express these thoughts, feelings, and my heart sounds,
Sad and broken, daily hurting,
Haunted nightly by these demons.
I've wasted countless hours with hypothetical ******* reasons,
And nothing seems to make sense.
And nothing seems to matter.
Nothing seems to get better,
No 'happy ever afters'.
Life is much more cruel.
The pain's almost too much.
If a heart gets broken, time will heal it,
There's no safe crutch.

No words could truly ever express,
or pay respects
but I swear I'll always try my best
To keep you in my memories.
Which is ironic, since you died in an infiniti.
I'll keep you in my heart and soul and hope this brings tranquility.

It's been so long, can't remember the beginning.
I feel like a failure, even when I'm winning.
Through your eyes, I realize, I'm paralyzed
but the world keeps spinning.

and that's a concept, I haven't really grasped yet.
I got doubts , for things I haven't asked yet.
a brief cold answer, Grief and Anger
a figure in a casket.

I guess we're both just at a standstill
We're both things that we can't stand still.
It's touch and go, you should know,
it's usual, a broken soul CAN ****

You say, "that shouldn't be how a 'man' feels."
I'm just exhausted, that I am ill.
So many questions, regrets, what ifs,
Swear I could fill a landfill.

So full, that it can spill,
I used to know between the fake and real
a mountain grown from an anthill,
Heart so heavy, I carry, an anvil.

In this fairy tale story..
You are my maiden
And you very well know we..
Can not just stay friends..
Cuz we are so much more than that,
It's you that I adore, in fact,
If time is of the essence, let's find out how long forever lasts.

A feeling so sublime and you put your hand on mine,
And you look me in the eyes, so I'll take it as a sign,
So, uh, put away the wine and turn off the candle's light.
You could be the devil's wife but thankfully you're mine.
Let us just unwind, and you don't have to worry.
Yeah, let's make a movie written with the greatest story.
We, we're barely sober and I'm kissing on your shoulder
and although you're such a lady, me, I'm acting like a Dober...mannn
****, your kisses are on fire.
I can't help it but i wanna take you higher.
Higher than you're used to, I know angels fly high.
It turns me on to hear you moaning as i touch you, let out a sigh.
We rip our clothes off like kids on Christmas night,
Start ripping presents open hoping their wish list is right.
Now your body's getting hotter, it seems to match my lust.
I just can't hold it and no drug can match its rush.
So hush, I must, let my tongue slowly explore,
Every single inch of you as your body begs for more.
I know, I know that you're wetter than the ocean,
Your body is a typhoon, let's put it in to motion.
Grab my hands and take a hold,
Shh, don't say a word.
Feel me in your soul.
Let's drown out the world.
You're sweating all on me, I'm sliding deep in you.
The lady goes in hiding and the freak starts creeping through.
Doggy, missionary, honey, tell me, what you wanna?
I'll have you breathing heavy and sweating just like a sauna.
So we can do whatever, I'll love you true forever,
Just look me deep in the eyes as we *** together...

Weird how fallen angels
become lost demons,
A change in altitude,
and it's all un-even,
They say it's because
there is sin in pride,
Internal debates with
the demons inside,

People love us more
when they have to grieve us,
No one is an angel,
til the day they leave us,
Only then, it seems,
that our wings are mended,
Fallen angels live again,
when our lives are ended.

Life is to death, what day is to night.
An endless cycle, harsh til the end.
An endless cycle, with no end in sight.

Life is to death, what day is to night.
Bitter enemies and inseparable friends.
Life is to death, what the dark is to light.

Life after death, which garners more might?
To which god will your knee make its bend?
An endless cycle, neither wrong, nor right.

Life or death, which is a scarier blight?
Both claim the lives of women and men.
Both make our lives a struggle to fight.

Life is to death, what day is to night.
An endless cycle, harsh til the end.
An endless cycle, with no end in sight.

Life is to death, what the moon is to night.
An endless cycle, sweet til the end.
An endless cycle, with no end in sight.
At the end of it, will I head towards light? ..

You're made up of love and serenity,
Can't believe half the **** she's telling me.
I've never felt this, true love is revealing,
What I'm feeling, tell me, can you feel it?
I feel it, feelings got me feeling higher than the ceiling,
You've given me something I can believe in.
So real, it's unreal, what I feel,
like I took too many pills,
It's surreal, I am dead, yet my heart keeps beating still.

Dear me,
how are you doing?
I know how you're feeling,
that **** is **** consuming.
You're at the end of your rope,
So I wrote this letter,
To maybe help you cope,
I promise things get better.
It's okay to hurt,
But don't hold to that pain,
For what it's worth,
I went through all the same.
And look at me now,
I'm proud, I'm still here.
Thanks to the family and
friends I've kept so near.
So when you're hurting and
it lasts all day long,
remember I'm proof you made it,
just stay strong.

And then it hits me, I seem to have a hankering.
This beast called hunger slowly starts to set its anchor in.
So I'm searching frantically, but there's nothing here,
When suddenly, a crunching that's familiar to my ears.
I see the bag, color green, easily my favorite.
And in my mind, I'm already eating them and savoring.
My wife-to-be keeps eating them, my delicious chips,
On her side, some salsa, all I really want's a dip.
But to my surprise, when I attempt to reach and grab some.
All I catch is air, there're just a couple sad crumbs.