Some writing on a wall
That's all
Nothing to see here so you can just move along
Paint on concrete, or maybe even laden bricks
A ghetto magnum opus sending a message to those walking along, familiar with spray paint cans clicks

Just another death here, nothing to see here keep it moving
So many young ones die in my city, despite the lambasting and berating of various communities.
Another life cut tragically short

It's just....


How many times must we hear that phrase before we shove it back down their throats?

We're like sand castles
Glad to be built
In such a lovely place
Right by the salty tang of the sea
No one to bother
You or me
But when the water comes flowing
In and if we're built too close
Then we'll fall and crumble away
With the emotionless sea

But like a sand castle
If we're built properly
We can withstand the waves and crashes
Of the non forgiving sea

I was bleeding
My essence falling to the ground
The life left my body
I didn't resist, I didn't make a sound

My heartbeat slowed, the light began to show up as I closed my eyes
And though I thought you simply an acquaintance
You turned out to a blessing in disguise

And though you didn't wipe all the tears from my eyes
And you couldnt patch up all of my cuts and bruises
You picked me up and kept me going
So never ever confuse this

My soul has been ****** dry,
due to the rising body temperature,
This drove me to speak in tongues

I close my eyes and I drift deep into a bed of jelly
as my heart called out your name,
My body became lifeless
and we become one with our feelings.

Erasing the page
Of my final days
You may be dismayed
Or shocked at this display
Of emotion and regret
I'll be long gone when you understand this, I expect

I don't want you to regret
But I need you to forget
The tears that may fall
When the sun takes its final curtain call
When the ears can't hear and the mouth, the fragile mouth has said it all

See, even from death my writings can't be absolved
But I invite you dear friend, to watch me dissolve
So what do you think they'll say about us
When I'm gone?

My thighs sit in melancholic
harmonies
yearning for the
soft graze
of your tongue
and although
these emotions tend
to arrive in waves,
I am forcing the
drum in my
heart to play
a tune more upbeat.
-in case you thought you were irreplaceable

I'm not sure why
I thought of this rhyme
But in all fairness we must really learn
Again, how to cry

Some days it's just too much
We feel like a car trying to shift without a clutch
Sometimes even writing doesn't help me much

So if I'm in a deep enough rut
I'll not be ashamed, at least not much
To let my tears hit the pillow as my eyes redden and crust
And just spill my pent up feelings out into the open air, in front of no one