When God said Moses take this tab
For what I'm gonna say
Ain't so bad
These rules are gonna make man good
And tidy up this neighbourhood

So Moses was ready to chisel away
And put in stone what God had to say
Waiting on the mountain in the wind and rain
Not getting fancy with all the chat
Just laying it down with a little holy rap

God's in da hood
In my back yard
Breaking bad souls
Yo it's all good

Now God he spoke in a godly way
Saying hey Moses my dog don't you play
Around with da words I'm rapping all day
Coz this ain't no **** you be messin wid
For all man is gonna say
**** that God he's gonna be right one day

Take my hand and let's see the world
take my heart and be my girl
let's make memories we'll never forget
let's have moments we'll never regret

Let's walk around and explore the earth
let's enjoy our lives from this day forth
let's make every tick tock worth
let's be together like we were meant to since birth

Let's venture into unknown places
let's fall in love over and over on a daily basis
let's stay up to watch the sunrise
while we kiss and look into each other's eyes

Let's cuddle up and look at the starts
then let our love reach that far
let's always be happy in each other's presence
with a love so pure it feels like heaven

Let's never take each other for granted
and let's do everything that is romantic
let's hold each other through every night
and never let go cause it feels so right

Let's be together till we're too old
let's let our love story be the best story ever told

I marvel at this broken child who lived inside of me,
who struggled for so many years just longing to be free.

To live a life unburdened by my dark and early years,
that made my youth a living hell wrapped in unspoken fears.

My haunted past and broken heart could never quite recall,
the missing piece tucked safely back behind a guarded wall.

So well my mind protected me from all those silent fears,
that n'er did I suspect what lie behind those childhood tears.

Like the ghost it was, it came to me to haunt me in the night,
and brought me to my knees when life refused to treat me right.

Then suddenly, though sent by God, you've given me the key,
To open up these long locked doors and set my spirit free.

Now each sweet day is filled with so much joy and hope I find,
that little girl, so happy now, is dancing in my mind!

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Things they used to say:
“Poetry is gay”
“Nobody likes a bookworm”
“That’s an awful song”
“You do not belong”;
Their taunts were painfully firm.

Things I used to think:
“How do they not know
Edgar Allan Poe?”
“Why do they stare when I write?”
“What is wrong with me?”
“What can I not see?”
I was always stuck in night.

Things I know today:
I still love the way
Words and music intertwine,
And despite their words
(And though they still hurt),
I’m perfectly fine.

our world is overrun by technology addicts.
each second, minute is wasted by getting high or arguing back and forth.
people try so hard to renew themselves each year, but it usually doesn't work out.
instead they go back to their old ways, and their habit soon becomes who they are.
it takes over their personality and actions.
it's a disease waiting to happen to anyone who won't try hard enough.
it won't happen to me, i won't let it.
instead of being active on the social network, i won't.
instead of ignoring the wallflowers i'll start communicating with them.
i'm tired of being one of "them", i rather be a floater.
someone who floats around waiting for someone to notice them.
a background is what i merely am.
this year is the time to mold myself into the person i rather be instead of the person everyone wishes to be.
this year, i'm going to invent myself.

Rock bottom was my home
But I slipped through the cracks
Free falling into oblivion
With no end in sight, I wait
Dreaming of the night
You will be here next to me
Promising that everything will be okay

But optimism is a fools gold
And Eve cursed us
So I know there is no hope for lost souls
No peace for weary minds
Just a life full of pain, and fear
Empty bottles on the night stand
And unanswered prayers