the world can be cold
cruel, unforgiving, horrid
but sometimes there's warmth

i remember your scent
it stained my favorite place to kiss on your neck,
and just behind your ear where you always nervously tucked your hair

i remember your flavor
the way your lips tasted like hope,
and the sweet tang of licking you off of my fingers

i remember your touch
how your palms where smooth like silk but your knuckles were hard and cracked,
and how our bodies felt when your bare skin rubbed against mine

i remember your sound
the way your morning voice resonated like you smoked two packs a day,
and how your moans were like the cries of angels

i remember the sight of you
how freckles were sprinkled across your cheeks,
and when your hair fell around your face and over your shoulders you looked a lioness

you awoke all five of my senses,
and you won't soon be forgotten

Running towards sunshines
Of our interlude
Why must my bright shorelines
The gray clouds intrude
Her storms of confessed
Tide shifting confide
Embracing tempests
I kept locked inside
Ebbing my shame
To spill into the sea
By pouring her pain
In the oceans of me
She treaded white sands
Dune walls of my heart
We dreaded dry lands
That tore us apart
We were just crashing waves
In deep blue depressant
Horizon-bound slaves
To our love evanescent

Bubbling molten gurgles in the belly
Ready to surge and burst through convention,
Burning its way
Through convenient lies like a blow torch;
Scorching pure flesh on the way
To bring awful clarity.

Salt tears wash the grit from reddened eyes
And hearts rise as searing lava obliterates the ego.
Purpose may crystallise as the magma cools
But for most of us; shaken
We limp back to the habits of our
regular lives.

It is my reminiscence.
The virtue of loneliness
occurs at midnight.

Dare to ask the silence.
It will tell you
exactly who you are.

The midnight I yearn for love
Of purpose I lost
Of reasons wanting to be found.

Midnight's a sin of time
Your epiphany
Your slap of reality

It is sadness.
And the greatest anxiety
is your true self.

fear
grips
the
entire soul
with
ball and chain
when
we
are the birds
trapped
in
a cage
where
we remain

I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you.
I know... I know I'm not the best looking person, I'm not popular or well known, I'm not talented, I'll never be a good writer or poet. My poems are trash and I'm trash; I am my poems. Every word I've ever written for a poem is worthless just like every word I've ever said since I started talking. I'm done writing. Maybe I'll come back or maybe I won't. I've lost pieces of my mind that I can't find.

I'm extremely convoluted
Complex and misconstrued
There's a feeling that I don't belong
Compounded with ineptitude

I'm not quite sure where it began
Or when things first felt wrong
But there is one thing that's been consistent
I've never once felt that I belonged

From grade school to adulthood
Until this very day
I've been misunderstood completely
In almost every single way

I know I'm not alone in this
We've all at one time felt the same
Some days I gaze up to the sky
Wondering, who is there to blame?

I sit and stare into the mirror
I try to see what others see
I wonder who is this stranger
That's staring back at me

The questions are abundant
The answers, there are few
I presumed I'd one day nullify my doubts
But it only made me more confused

I've always been the one that's lagging
Trying to catch up
Afraid to raise my hand in class
For fear I'd interrupt

So instead I went unknowing
As the rest progressed as was the "norm"
While I stood in the rain with no umbrella
Weathering out the storm

I became content with my exclusion
Believed I was meant for greater things
I found solace in my delusions
That I'd soon one day be king

My imagination grew much more rampant
When reality began to shine it's light
So I conjured up a gambit
I so painstakingly contrived

I'd cut corners if I deemed it necessary
To make up for the lost time
But my plans, alas, made me feel wary
And success, was never quite derived

But I learned that ones own failure
Only happens when we stop to try
It takes tweaking and deciphering
Before we've finally arrived

And with that, I can draw comfort
While on this earth and I'm alive
I'll spin my dreams into my reality
And begin passing others by

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