Talk to me;
Tell me what you’re thinking,
Because I cannot read your mind
And your actions do not say very much.
Talk to me;
Tell me how you feel, and why.
Trust me, I would like to know -
Because despite what you may believe,
I do care.
So tell me;
Because if you hold back,
Lock your emotions away
And say nothing,
I’ll never know…
We’ll never know.

The glistening snow sweats off the arms of the woods,
The sun's warmth challenges the breeze,
But the breeze knows how to get under my skin,
The sun can only touch gently on the surface.

And another thing: my mind is at ease,
But it must be arousing to knead an angel in the doughy snow,
Rather than ******* my boots, pack up my book bag,
And to tune out the rest, put on my headphones,
Playing songs to keep me stuck inside my head.

Rather than grinding equations,
Taking notes,
Inspecting writing,
Instead of analyzing one of these,
I'd like to read glowing literature for my heart's sake.

The best days begin and end like this.
These days tranquilize me,
Sequester cortisol from my brain,
And quell thoughts of then,
thoughts of tomorrow, thoughts of today,
thoughts of when, thoughts of who,
thoughts of why, thoughts of how,
thoughts of you.

So since you aren't here to feed my soul,
And I can't read in this city's wretched cold,
I'll tuck myself inside my bed,
And burn my eyes on my phone screen instead.

I wish you had faith in me
I wish you had trust in me
But if you don't then I'm going to do what it takes
Until I get it right

I wish that you were there for me
Not just that you say you'll be
But I'm going to show you I'll do anything
It takes to get it right

I know I've been a fool before
But I can't be one anymore
I'll do all I can to make you see
And you know I'll get it right

Is it a coincidence that
I am not attracted to the opposite ***
Yet I can't attract the same spirit.
I'll let that soak in as I explain.

I always wanted a girl that could imagine a revolution in her brain
I always wanted a love fully approved by MLK
I always wanted a partner that could take away my pain
But maybe what I lust for was more than what I could maintain.

God never gives us more than what we can handle
But I'm always left astray listening about the scandal
That broke the queen's heart and left me to heal it
And even though I patch it up I could never fill it...

I always been the one to stop their cuts
Never the one to stop being cut
Always been the silent healer
Never Been the one to feel her
Always connected to their deeper side
Never Been the one to resign inside
Always forced to hide my feelings
Never able to show my pride

Priestess ,you captured me with the words that you would say
I hate your struggles but can't take your pain away
I love your poetry but can't make you sit and stay                                
I worship your mind but can't make you pray
I can only listen to your heart as you pour it out to me
And when your ready to go, tell you to have a good day.

Queen, you've had me since we were young
When you said he called you out your name
I wanted to cut out his tongue.
There's few reasons I'd **** and you are one
How could he say something so shady when he's speaking to the sun

And Goddess,  where do I even start
I've given you your own personal wall in the gallery of my heart
I've pondered on our time together and mourned the time apart
We didn't really get to finish, next time I'll play it smart.

I'm stuck on my lonesome
Until I find that spirit that attracts
But maybe till that happens
I should go adopt some cats

I always thought that when you left me you broke my heart. I felt it break the second you walked out of my life and it broke again every time I heard your name and it broke all over every time I heard our song and it broke again every time a guy wearing the same cologne as you walked by me. I felt it break every time I saw you at school and had to hold my head up high like I didn't miss and didn't know you.

But here I am... almost two years later. My heart doesn't break anymore when I hear your name, or when I hear our song, or when I get flashbacks or have dreams of you. Because yes, almost two years have passed by and I still dream of you. But it doesn't break my heart anymore.

And I know why now.

At first I thought it was because I was over it. I thought it was because I had finally moved on and healed from all the damage you did to me. But it's not even that...

I have tried to date other people and I have tried to start over with someone else. I've tried to open up to him and I've tried to be good to him. He's a good guy and he treats me right and cares about me, but I just can't give him my heart... and today I realized why that is.

It's not because I'm scared to give my heart away, but because I don't have a heart at all anymore. It's because when you left me you took my heart with you and now I'm stone cold. I don't feel anything anymore for anyone.

In a way, I thank you... Because I never want to hurt that way ever again... And without a heart I won't hurt at all...

The world, the norms, these people

Mechanized, synchronized, too perfectly fit,

Living corpses all around

Who know nothing beyond black and white.



“What about me?” grey asks.

Why is white peaceful, black ugly and grey oblivion?

I exist.

I do.

I am.

I have.


In the room of your mind where where the door is white and walls are black

Look at the colour of the ground under your feet.

It’s all me, it’s all grey.

Sit there and consume me,

Think about me, sleep with me

And you will  be alive.



Grey is confusion

Grey is chaos

Grey is a beautiful mess,

I am grey and so is my mind.

I write with flowery sharpness
my pen and ink the stem and juice of natures
creativeness, the sugar flowing energy enriching
the light of millions of years of synergy
posting on the back of a root
the highest leaf
an expression felt
the veins of silken feelings waving in
the sun breeze the selections of
our creator.