I shall return.
From my poetic death.
One day.
To light the stars.
And be enlightened.

i sit in the
dark and the smoke
the fan humming
and i think of my lover
the best lover

You exist inside of perfect love.
This truth can make you fearless.

Every word is not
expressed in a precise way,
learn to navigate to each
verse and comprehend.

Poetry is not a roller coaster,
dilate your heart and you'll feel,
each sentiment is not just written
but hidden in mystery.

I don't belong here,
I know that I'm not pretty,
I know that I don't fit in because I'm not pretty,
I know,
You don't need to tell me.

I don't belong here,
I know I don't fit in with society's standards,
I know I don't fit in because I don't stick to society's standards,
I know,
You don't need to tell me.

I don't belong here,
I know people stare at me,
I know I don't fit in because people stare at me,
I know,
You don't need to tell me.

I don't belong,
And I know this,
So please don't tell me.