Poetry and words flow throw my blood.
I have been brave enough to recognize my role.
Life gave me the present of finding a way to fill my soul.
It's all about give and take.
Following your heart after all.

My emotions are like water
Pouring out of a faucet
They sometimes are
Too hot
Too cold
Too much
Too little
And sometimes, they stop altogether

Here they Sit
Like the Wizard Behind the Curtain
Hitting a Poetry Writing App
And Hoping for a Strike
True Angler
Throwing out a Line
In Whatever Form
Possible

what i wanted was rejected
and what i did was reflected.

what i felt was pseudo
and what i said was ambiguous.

 what i saw was deceptive
and what i loved was manipulative.

Suffocate me so my tears can be rain,
I will water the ground where I stand,
So that the flowers can grow back again.

Unless feeling too deep
You couldn't get so high!

Existence feels futile
But what are my feelings?
Wearing a mask of a smile
Death is so appealing

Reality's shattered
Shattered in delusions
My life's a confusion
Of mismatched solutions