I don't know your favorite tea.
I'm not sure how you get up when you're knocked down.
But I love the places you take me;
the shivers on my spine when you're around.

You've never told me your favorite color
or the things that break your heart.
I'm praying to God there's not another,
the thought of being without you is tearing me apart.

I don't know a thing about you,
but I'm already falling for you.
I don't know anything about you,
but I know I've gotta have you.

*~ m.w. ~

above you
and you look at me, as if your waiting
waiting...
grasping my shoulders
you pull me in
our skin was touching
heating up,
your red nails dug into my back
but i loved it
your breathing hard
my mind cant take
im going crazy...
your blonde hair smells like fresh strawberrys
i could taste  it on your tongue

i cant get you out of my mind

****...

She walks on water as if land wasn't enough
Sometimes she stops breathing due to oxygen being afraid
Afraid of the natural breathtaking beauty that is hers
Something so rare and sought out for by every girl
She possesses in every step that can make any boy
Want to become her knight in shining armour
But all she wanted was a boy who never changed
Never altered themselves for her
What she wanted was for someone to simply be real
To be everything they are even if it doesn't compare to her
This curse never came undone
And she lived life a beauty with no one.

The entirety of my short life has been dedicated to finding
A way to save the wicked from falling
Trying to save a life within a statement
A statement that can spur imagination in the most vacant
More importantly one that can take your sinning,
Narrow soul and broaden its boundaries to new beginnings
Opening the gates of learning the soul of others and their company of good faith in which you both live to share.
I search for something that I have already seen
The answer lies inside of every human being
This answer is not spoken but is in reaction
To each others infrastructural abstractions

You sit here telling me I am to emotional
You sit here telling me I give you shame
You sit here telling me I am nothing
You sit here telling me about your awful life
You sit here telling me to stop playing the victim
You sit here telling me you were a straight A student
You sit here telling me that this house is all you have left
You sit here telling me that I am going to end up like my father
A lier, theif, crook, and a bad husband

However you, mom are were I get my emotions from
However you, mom bring shame to the name
However you, mom aren't even important to me
However you, mom have made your own mistakes
However you, mom cry about how you're always the victim
However you, mom dropped college and is now struggling
However you, mom don't even realize that once had me
However you, mom make me choose him over you

You mom bring tears to my eyes
You mom are overprotective and crazy
You mom yell at me for doing nothing
       When you sit here yelling at me that I am nothing
You mom could have changed your life forever with me
You mom are the victim of yourself
You mom are underpaid and dropped out of college
        Look at where those all important grades got you
You mom were once the color of my life
         And now you are out of my crayon box
You mom took me away from you, when you chose a house over me
You mom are the sole reason that I want to be my father

I would rather be a bad husband and a good father
Then be a ******* dad and a good husband.

sometimes i wish i had people to talk to
about what goes on inside my head
but then i remember i’m overtly content
with living inside my own mind
without the need for interruptions
caused by other human beings,

because i’ve come to learn
through the experiences of others
that when you let people in
you are letting them drag you down
with the weight of their being
on top of your own

with this light a glowing
my heart is
breaking
drying
ohhh

empty veins
that are now dying
take me
to-

to the milky way
to die