As a kid
I didn't know what love was
But I knew what it wasn't.
It wasn't those late night fights
Of screaming and hollering
Or those door slamming
Or by the way he yelled he's done.

As a kid,
I didn't know what love looked like.
Love must have looked like late night parties
Of parents partying like they're teenagers
Drinking to forget their memories,
Their scars,
Their kids.

As a kid,
I didn't know love felt like.
It could have been a hit or a slap
Or the way he wrapped those cigarette stained
Fingers around my neck.
Or it could have been the tears rushing down
My face because for that moment
Something touched my skin so gently
My tears were my own way of saying
You're Okay.

I mistake kindness for bribery
I mistake a smile for a snake
But if I look hard enough
I'm sure I know what love is.

Love is asking how your day went
Holding your hand as you cross the road
Because he knows how distracted you get
When you start talking.
Love is calling cause they miss you
Hugging you when you're quiet.

I don't know a lot about love, but I know what it's not.
*fictional poem

At some point in your life
You realize you didn't have
The best intentions
In the situation
And caused these useless tensions.
Where you could have lived without
But instead you lived with it.
Tried to justify your actions
Instead took your own little
Guilt trip.
So own up to what you did
And know that you did wrong
It's best to learn cause
In the end it'll make you strong.
And if it doesn't
And you get torn up
Then I guess it's Time that your life had a close up.
We live on change
We change everyday
So if you don't learn what you did
Then you'll always be stuck in yesterday, hoping for a new day but getting stuck in your old ways.

There must have been a light
That I could only see
That when I looked out the window
I knew what I could be.
But Not everyone could see it
So no one could believe
How bright this light was shining
And how it was for me.
I believed I had the strength
And the patience to follow through
But the second I got discourage
I decided it'll never do.
Because nobody believed me.
So why should I believe
That star was really shining
And still it shines for me.
But if nobody believed
Then what is it I see
Something everybody saw
And easily deceived.
Sometimes I catch myself,
Looking out to see
If that light is shining
I guess it's still for me.
Even though it flickers
And it's dimming down
I will keep on looking
Hoping I'll come around.

Just let me talk to you
Like the old times before
Before everything
Before you became a stranger.

I want to tell you
That I miss you
That I wish I could see you
Or that I wish I could feel you.

Your face has a blur
Because its been so long
Your voice is my own
Because I have to improvise your tone.

And sometimes I wish
You could tell me what to do
And what I should do
What could I do
What do I do.

Nothing but a block of cement
I still listen for a voice
Hoping the marble will carve me
An answer
That proves I'm not crazy
That you did at once
Exist.