Presure within no mortal sin as it encloses me deep inside
I fear no-one yet fear the emptyness that my heart colides
fear of loosing ..fear of failure deep inside my heart is weighted
the presure mounts the fight goes on hearing sounds that i dont wish

Music cries a thousand ways so why cant I breakout today ..I feel it shouting wake me up but how can I return my own self destruct
music still a shouting loud ..so why oh why do I feel no calm no peace no freedom home
tortured eyes yet show no give.. the fires gone a coldness lives

i came out the dark knight @ a time of Halloween...
October 31st, aka 13!(thirteen)! its like revenge of the shin-obi
when the master ninja intervenes! ill scratch you off my ticket, no ANTIHISTAMINE!
I OPERATE OF PRESURE POWERED BY MY SELF ESTEEM!
life is like a submarine, aka 20,000 leagues
13 FLAMES @ the caliber of 90 degrees,
WHY?  B cuhz his psyche is that of majestic tree$
he grounds his feet magnetically and sails on solar seas,
like dreams i am the cosmic center piece and your in for adventures anytime you mention me.

weathered emotions or emotions are weather, all we endeavor, just REMEMBER, that we're in it 2gether.
i seek for that lyrical gold, the magnificent treasure
where mere letters compose characters for the spirit of a ghost.
i control, their minds like buttons on a remote
juxtaposed isotopes,,,
reran episodes hide the codes, thru magic cloaks,
the lames don't want to feel my fury like thunderbolts
or 13 tornadoes and mashed potatoes.
nova flames ENABLES, his girl to experience rare occasions

Sitting inside the depth of my world
A secret is kept, never told.
I need to confess before I get old.

You see I love you, and thought marriage was the way
But I'm diva, I love glitz, glamour and vibrant flowers.

Do you still not understand? let me explain.
I cannot keep living in this sea of pain
I like abba, erasure, showbiz and fame.

My indentity is under attack, I need to be me
This huge amount of presure crushes me

Honey I'm I like Abba, erasure and Spandet Ballet
Do you not see I might be gay?

I need you (now)

I see your beautiful face in everything I do
I have tried everything to just forget you
my mouth waters in hunger for your taste
I walk in constant circles colliding with my haste

you run away and hide you think I am crazy
just because I refer to you sometimes as Daisy
or is it the look in my eyes that tells you I'm mad
I passed insanity yesterday I mean it's really bad

your eyes burn a hole in the back of my brain
so soft and sensuous I struggle to explain
those lips so delicious my appetite is burning
can I say more clearly how much I am yearning

your golden hair shinning like Jason's hidden fleece
when I look upon your body I feel my presure increase
the curves spell out danger if you're moving to fast
when I feel my body next to you I want it to last

what other way can I explain how bad I need your touch
before I explode inside I need you so **** much
I'll write it in the skies from my chariot somehow
my darling babydoll I need you and I need you (now)

Gomer LePoet ....

I do not write just for you
and I do not write
in order to catch
your eye.

In fact I'd rather some
not read my impoverished words at all
since these are my own personal
impoverished thoughts.

Who is it that I write for,
well there is no presure to impress
and no needs that need
to be met but only myself
and my sanity laid bare
and my instability for
all to see.

Seemingly too afraid to speak,
my words come alive as ink
and this for me is my only mirror
however distorted it may be.

It was all really very funny
that I got so mad and seemed
so hurt just because
I was had by the Kansas Queen
of mean.

She did it so clean almost
like a surgeon at work
just cutting me to pieces like
I was some ****.

But I can still smile
and I would still go that
extra mile for that kind of love
but not for that kind of person
who lacks  somewhat
in style.

Her life is only one big lie
and she knows it
but those that surround her think
she is nothing but blue Sky.

In truth she can
hardley wait to tell
just one more lie in order to watch
a grown man cry.

Just so you know
my world will go on since you left
but I will never be the same
only left behind holding on to empty
memories smothered
in lies.

Why the addiction to your memories,
because moments come and pass
but those like time machines
and broken dreams
are unforgettable.

I can only look back on what
I was on that very first day that we met
and had the feeling of a driven cause
and for some stupid reason
thought that you
felt it too.

But I am stuck in the now,
broken somehow
and it is still unforgettable.

No longer can I breathe you in
letting your arms hold me safe and tight
as you take me
through the night.

All I really want now
is my freedom from this spiral cage
and my chance to dance again
into my never ending
night and the rain.

I don't think I could find
the right words to let you know exactly
what you mean to me and I know that you think
it doesn't really matter but no other thought
could make me sadder.

Sometimes I am so confused
and unsure of what to say
but sometimes
it just turns out that way.......  Jon York         2012

Did you realize
how close we've got
in the past few days?
Because i did

And even though i hate it,
i never want to let you
grow apart

Whenever you say I'm pretty
or that you miss me,
i can't help
this presure i feel on my chest

I told you i needed you
to hold me in your arms
a week ago, last saturday,
yesterday
and twenty times after that

but, as i said,
i hate it

i hate the way
you make me smile
with a simple "hello",
because I'm scared
of the upcoming "goodbye",
you'll get tired of me
at some point

I don't wanna feel
the way i do,
only because I'm too afraid
of being rejected

I'm not fool enough
to think I'll be able
to forget you
or your hoodie,
but i can try

i have to,
if that's what it takes
to keep you in my life

-savs

i couldnt see the way, the tunel as dark as night
and the lamp posts within were brocken to the core.
the life i could have led dissapeared from my reach
the walls of my consience closing
and the presure maddening

the darkness were like walls closing around me,
my world is turned to dust before my eyes
because you wernt there beside me ,
to show me that i could to any thing.
you were my confidence
my one and only friend but now your gone
and its to much to bear
i read my books over and over,
i took you for granted
i thought id lost you
but then i found you
and then i lost you all over again

if i could see you smile just one more time all the pain in the world could not stop me from finding you once more

Alone one day from work we made our way
Just conversation can be wonderful its true
And reaching a lane out of the gentle rain
Twas the first time I held you

In total bliss twas then an unplanned kiss
And your lips added presure as mine did too
I felt as if we were one as that kiss brought sun
And the sky once more turned blue

As if to adore I wondered why not this before
As two souls now became way more to be
And as if birds now sang and bells they rang
I could as if here the gentle waves upon the sea

Close thus closer tighter thus tighter longer too
Conversation needs not words to express
And poetry needs not to be written down
As love grows in moments magic I confess

Not a soul to be seen in thus lovers lane supreme
Heart thumping insistance thus not to care
Twas at that very time in unwritten words of rhyme
My face buried in your beautull hair

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t­errence michael sutton
copyright 2018

It's 1 am
the taste is calling again
another phone in sick
another wake up feeling muggy, here i am again
another wanting to be more
another praying
another , there must be more
another , wheres the suicide door
it cant just be this
there has to be bliss
there has to be smiles
there has to be hugs , kisses
all the things i miss
all the things i crave
no digging an early grave
drink , roll smoke
drink , roll smoke
poison , chemicals
inhaling
better still
pills
thrills
2 hour highs
20 hour lows
2 hour sleeps
24 done
reapeat
bereve
retreat
believe
no ones coming
its you and your dreams
tomorrow again
i wake up and then
its me, alone
just me, no one,
thoughts in My head
the presure
the dread
the fear
the buzz
just me
not us