I am changed, new, whole.
My reality brighter than ever,
No longer shackled by bad decisions.
Consequently I am different,
And who you once knew is no more.
I am a stranger now.
Am I to be dismissed?
Or does curiousity keep you intrigued.
Is the new me better? Worse?
Or is the new me simply a new mindset.
I am changed, new, whole.
I am human again.
I am love.
I am peace
I am faith and optimism
I am changed, new, whole.
Revived.

Feel skin,
Relax that's normal.
Feel the energy race through
Relax that's hormones.
My attention is your,
And its undivided.
My physical stance very firm,
Mentally, I am undecided.
my senses in a frenzy,
This can't be right.
It's like you are somewhere within me
In control of my life.
This room is dark,
Can't tell if it's day or night.
All I need is your touch,
I'd give up sound, and sight.
So grab, and squeeze, bite, kiss and clutch me.
And when it's all done, remember to touch me.

There was a wild fire
In a forest glum
The villagers screaming
At the top of their lungs
While the children scattered
And cried for their mums
The wind began howling,
And the wolves had now come

So tell me mighty river,
Why are you flowing away?
Past the gashes on tree trunks
And the blood pouring from the fray
Your purest fresh waters
Are now stained and at bay,
It doesn't mean your white waters
Cannot help them today

There was a sea serpent
In the eye of a storm
Her iris was burning
And she was whirling her form
Her venom was toxic
For all who had torn
Through her layers of skin
That she ever did mourn

So tell me mighty river,
Why are you flowing away?
Past these churning red waters
That our trauma has lain
The fear is engraving
And the worst is to stay
If your ripples of wisdom
Do not flow back this way.

I wander through the broken door,
the red paint of which is split.
A room I've never seen before,
in which strange faces sit.

They sit and smile, yet do not speak;
I blend into the crowd.
My face, it melts, my breath grows weak,
The faces are so loud.

I try to ask them who they've been,
But cannot find my voice.
I search the room I'd never seen
For some form of second choice.

As I navigate the careless room,
My body disappears.
I'll be one of the faces soon,
A smile forms through my tears.

Love is like an overshadowing darkness, in the light, that forces you to feel a way.
Love is incredibly simple, however complicated it may seem, and most realize in a dream.
A dream, not asleep.
But a quick glance, and the heart begins to beat.
Whether it’s outside, in the pouring rain.
Or a simple sunny noontide.
Cupid’s arrow will always hit.
At the most inconvenient possible time.

Love is like a taxi ride around a small country town, when all you know, is the city.
It’s always new, foreign, and incredibly unsightly.
The food *****, the music is not at all your style, but you pretend to enjoy it anyway.

Basically…. Point is, I think I'm falling in love.
And I don't want to get hurt again.
I'm so tired of feeling numb.

I love wordplay
But I don't loosely play with words
Just like cars that
take people from point A to B
helping them achieve their goals
but also have claimed many lives
Just like guns used for hunting
and recreation
but also have ended many lives
Words are that powerful
If used irresponsibly,
they can cause a lot of havoc