My thoughts are self explanatory.
Endless mind creations stay undiluted.
Muted; I express in poetry and art
Misunderstood; So I stay to myself

                   **Executed

The night dips, crawls and falls at my feet
Hisses and rumbles as my attention it seek
I attempt to ignore it for I wish to behave
To uphold the morals my parents engrave
The night sprinkles white powder upon me
To try and wake me so with it I may flee
It casts a dark cloud just above my head
Tastes of whiskey and shame from which I was bred
Reminds me of the insatiable thirst I miss
Of flesh smoldering upon flesh with a kiss
The night tempts me to come out and play
But I want to be good so I elude it and stay

Young writer , I implore you to write about every emotion that's gripping your thoughts , write it out exactly , for God's sake please forget ambiguous ******* about your work rhyming , punctuation or any such thoughts ! These things come in time , what truly matters is what you feel inside !! If you paint a Zebra and try to pass it off as a horse the oldies on this sight will most certainly pick it up ! Writing from the heart will shine like the full Moon , pompously scribbling prose like a jack *** will tell on you , very , very soon !!

7 weeks of sadness
7 weeks of "i hate this and me and everything"
7 weeks of scars on skin
and 7 weeks of hell

7 days of perfect
7 days of "i can do anything and everything"
7 days of brash decisions
7 days of heaven

7 weeks of no and 7 days of yes
or so it seems
i think its in my head

Empty heart with no sorrow
Paid a painful tithe
Broken bones of tomorrow  
Journeys without time

Never be they forgotten
Never repeat nor abide
Broken heart filled with sorrow
Empty cast of our lives