Back's against the wall now.
What am I to do now?
The pressure is weighing down on me,
the masses surrounding me.
with their mouths open, guns loaded.
mouths going,
guns blazing.

I don't wanna hear it but my ears are wide open.

Their Mouths are loaded with malicious and poisonous utterances.

Their Mouths are filled with hatred, ready to be spat on my face.

Whatever I choose to do, isn't enough.
It isn't good enough.
I am never enough.

As I'm getting older, I'm realizing that Their Mouths are of no significance.

Their Mouths and presence are only here, to TRY and bring me down.

Self love and self confidence is what I'm working on, but the feeling of not being good enough overshadows my realization,

I am enough.

Houston...
I try to mend things that are forever broken.
Let me drift away.
Don't help me.
I will find my way.

Houston we have a problem.
I believe it's time I relinquish my past, which you are apart of.
With you
My happiness
Under restriction.
Trying with you again is pointless.
I'm drowning in defeat and disappointment.

Houston you are my problem.
I can't hide from you anymore.
I must encounter the road of confrontation.
Tedious and weary, but staggering because it leads to your nature.

bricks cemented together.
a wall.
surrounded by barbed gates and wire.
put up to turn away the most extreme weather.

weather?
love. feelings. you.

past relationships built this wall.
my heart is in a prison.
protected by the finest and most elite security.

i wanted you to break down my wall.
piece by piece.
so I can accept your love, flaws and all.
unfortunately my wall just became even more robust.

minor details.
the things you did, just gave me more reasons to keep my wall up.
the situation had me broken.
it had you broken too, that you couldn't be what I needed.

i'm sorry I placed you in a position where you had to play the role of a wrecking ball.
i watched you try to break down the wall.
bare hands.
clenched fists.
painful.

i watched you give up and cry.
your cry for help.
let me in please.

selfish.
that was selfish of me.
i should've known you wouldn't possess that kind of strength.

Truth is, the world needs more people to love.
Love is so rare now because everyone wants to play the tough guy. Truth is you're hurt on the inside and need LOVE, but has a fake "savage" persona.

Truth is, everything is about likes, follows, views, etc., but no one has morals. We are willing to do anything to get the above listed. Think.

Truth is, we are QUICK to bash people instead of help them become better.

Truth is, we are quick to reject correction and become FOOLS.

Truth is, we need to stop worrying about what people think. Love yourself and do what makes YOU happy.

I don't know who made it cool to be "cool".
Be yourself. If people are not f-cking with you, for being yourself, then so be it. They obviously don't need to be in your life.

Truth is, we need to focus on becoming better as individuals.

Peace and love.
                        -Ron McKenzie, @ronomckenzie

wildfire.

the more my love grew for you, the more you ran away from me.

protect yourself.
runaway and seek shelter.
pack your things, evacuate and move on.
how you suffered until you couldn't bare it anymore.
you left me alone to burn, consumed by my own flame.

i tried to understand, but I can't.
for you could not love me the way I loved you.
but my love was true, and for you.
you tried to put out my fire, now I realize you couldn't handle the everlasting flame of my love.

my love was the fire.
you were frightened by the thought of being swallowed by the heat of my flame.

i was only trying to love you.
you didn't want to get burned.
you couldn't embrace my feelings.
you ran.
you ran away from me.

i thought i was the light of your days.
but all i brought was darkness.
i thought i was giving you love.
but all I gave you was agony.
my flame gave off dark and hazy smoke, that blinded you.
my love was a wildfire.

a love that can never be replaced
style, elegance, grace, deceit and subtle element of hate
all traits you possess.

a love I have no desire of pursuing any longer
a love you permanently damaged, but only made me stronger
a love that doesn’t feel the same
a love you undermined
now it’s fair game.

i loved you
now my love is lost in a sea of deceit and your own superficiality
something you would have to confront
it was never going to be easy
i do hope it’s the most grueling, exhausting thing you’d ever have to go through

maybe you’d feel a pinch of how I felt being with you

but now you’ll understand how my love for you is now lost.