Carve your name into my skull
The way you creep across my mind is so sick
Thoughts of ******* become normal
I've become complacent, thought I had you from the start
No one was fooled but we were both charmed
No where to go but each others arms
So I thought; complacent

Ignored by the ones you love, I feel so cold
This game we play is getting old
When you're the one I want to hold
Keepin distant from my heart is what I'm told
Falling in love you wouldn't chance it
Even though I'm a hopeless romantic
My time with you is sinking...titanic

New day new **** the struggle continues
Fighting for change hoping to be understood
I've been good doing all I should
Not trying to rep anyone but myself
Taking pride in what I do feeling alive
Writng gets out my frustrations
Helps clear the madness make sense of confusion

Her love, for long a thorn
now an ornament of pain
on her numb heart, pierced,
that has suffered in vein.

lovelorn and desolate,
she collects words in hope,
even from still night air,
but that work against often;
a vocabulary
of intense desire
she discerns at once,
from the scent
of jasmine
blooming at midnight
disturbing her peace
wave after wave.

Mate call of
a night bird
late for its date,
hurriedly searching
the rendezvous
and its sweetheart,
makes her sad.

Sky full of stars'winks
stringed together
as a song,
suggest daring things
she wouldn't think
attempting even much later.

She would send sighs
dry her tears rolling down,
and just suffer in silence,
till the sky open its eye,
when tired she will close her eyes.

Stories I already knew,
Memories I try to forget, or try to remember,
They are hidden.
They hide behind a vortex of color and a fortress of extra ocular muscles.
They are hidden.
They hide behind a shadow of running mascara, drawn out by tears, beckoned by emotion.
I asked my eyes why they hid so much.
“I do not hide your stories.
I do not hide your memories.
I keep them in the fold of your heart.
Do not mistake my interpretations,
As deceit.
Do not confuse my expression,
As mystery.”

i don't know what it is,
i don't know how or why
but the surfeit of silence
will make a girl die

he's stoic; cheshire grin
not sure if it's defeat.
i don't think he'll mind
getting married in the backseat

She says I'm a bright guy
With dark thoughts,
She thinks I'm too cynical
When I’m at my desk, writing
Wearing these black rimmed glasses
And drinking
From that half empty bottle
Of liquor.
She says we’re polar opposites
And I think she’s right,
She always seems to have a song on her lips
I merely have curse words on mine.

She’s working on getting a tan she says
Lying by the pool with her friend
Soaking in the sun,
What do you think? I’m slowly getting there, aren't I?
She twists around in front of me
Flaunting her beach body,
Soon I’ll be the same colour as you, just wait and see.

She shuts the bedroom door
I untie the laces of her bikini
And drop them on the floor
Revealing everything there is
To reveal
***** lines
Lighter shade skin
And what most boys will want from her
But won’t get.
Kinda makes me feel good about myself.

You make me laugh a lot, she says, you really make me happy,
That makes me feel a little weird inside
Because I haven’t felt anything like it in a while,
I like this girl, I really do
She’s always got this positive vibe about her
With that head full of curls
And that heart full of dreams,
Life just feels golden.

I am not in perfect condition
There are scratches on my insides
That leak doubt and worry.
I've gone wandering through dark forests
Made friends with the shadows
And lost sight of the sun I held dear.
The dark was cold and lonely
But I never lost sight of the moon.
When I thought I'd never feel the warmth
I crawled through thorn bushes
And with blood on my hands
I  showed my face to the blue sky
And everything seems different now.
I feel clean and warm
A lot like I was before