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Joel Becerra Aug 2015
my head lays heavy on my pillows
comfortless filled in each and every one of them
these thoughts have multiplied in the millions
its an issue
but whenever they're gone I miss it
I wonder when I think that way
is that the real me thinking and speaking internally
pleading for me
To see differently.
i
Joel Becerra Aug 2015
i
I am just a man
I got different motives
You just won't understand
What a perfect way to hold on to my sanity
By writing these
I need elaboration
Some sort of consultation
For these feelings
That are buried oh so deep
Keep me from my sleep
I'll hold my wheeps from my peeps and ride this thing
Joel Becerra Aug 2015
every time we meet
were fully engaged
its strange
how every breathe is not the same
every second spent
is another hallmark to your history you leave with me
can we escalate via elevation and continue this mental vacation
and enjoy **our world
Joel Becerra Dec 2017
Life what is life
I bite once I bite twice
Timid and shy
But nothing left behind
what a crime
I commit every time
Unfulfilled shine
Forgive me
Father.
Joel Becerra Mar 2017
I Put away the fantasy
It brought me some latency
To the dreams that were meant for me
Made me blind I couldn't see
The problems that I buried inside of me  
...Habitant
Of the sauce
Resided there at all cost for no cause
I couldn't stop myself
I was gone
Joel Becerra Aug 2015
Facebook, Twitter, Instagram
7:30AM
Twitter, Instagram, Facebook
7:40AM
Instagram, Facebook, Twitter
7:50AM
Repeat
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"She's gorgeous"
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what has happened to me?
hello poetry
Joel Becerra Sep 2015
i want to cut the strings i currently have
and really be free and be me
society keeps pushing me
its constant content thats useless
call me left behind
but it's nonsense
i won’t use it, it blows my mind
were being used
and refuse to look at the truth.
q's
Joel Becerra Aug 2015
q's
i love how when i embrace you the reaction is perfect chemistry
how when it comes to you,
you eliminate websters definition of time
and make it mine
i love you

i wonder
who are you?
Joel Becerra Feb 2018
ive always had dreams
ive never dreamt of them coming true

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