i think i need to move to outer space
spacing myself further from the human race
racing away at an astonishing pace
pacing myself toward stars of grace
gracing me with a solitary place
placing me within the galaxy's trace
tracing my roots in a self finding chase
chasing comets to see my own face

1.  I don’t believe in ghosts
    But to her, I've become one.

2. The scars on our skin
    Tell the stories we could
    Never tell.

3. You don’t have to be a
    Millionaire to be rich at heart.

4. To love yourself
    Is to wear your
    Skin proudly.

5. I could write a book
    Filled with questions
    That I will never get
    The answers to.

6. When I die, I hope
    My deathbed is comfortable
    Because, I want to rest in peace.

i'd like to kiss you

but i can't bring myself
to lean closer

in fear of
tasting all the things
you won't tell me

clueless versus innocence
there really is no difference
one is polite and one is offensive
neither is based on resistance

do you want to remain nameless?
blameless, i guess is subjective
like a fire pit that remains flameless
our language is defective