My ears hurt hearing you speak.
You, hearing not my mental screams,
Are overly engrossed in weaving
Your words laden with lame sarcasm.
Between me and you that's the chasm.
While you act as the witty,
I play out the dumb-wit.
I hide my irk behind my dumb facade
As if I can grasp not your sarcasm,
Replying with all straight answers,
Fearing I might give a hurtful reply,
Strike back with unforgivable curses,
While you have a laugh at my dumbness.
Once euphemism becomes my style,
You'll get to know who I really am.

only random thought that isn't random is the capacity of your random in random time you created with another random person which randomly screeches you to random burning ground is one among your random thought you want to get randomly rid off.

you may write me down in history
with your bitter, twisted lies,
you may tread me in the very dirt,
but still, like dust, I’ll rise

does my clumsiness upset you?
why are you beset with gloom?
‘cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
pumping in my living room.

just like moons and like suns,
with the certainty of tides,
just like hopes springing high,
still I’ll rise

did you want to see me broken?
bowed head and lowered eyes?
shoulders falling down like teardrops
weakened by my soulful cries.

does my haughtiness offend you?
don’t take it awful hard
‘cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
diggin’ in my own backyard.

you may shoot me with your words,
you may cut me with your eyes,
you may **** me with your hatefulness,
but still, like air, I’ll rise.

does my hotness upset you?
does it come as a surprise?
that I dance like I’ve got diamonds
at the meething of my thighs?

out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
up from a past that’s been rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
i am the dream and hope of the slave.
i rise
i rise
i rise
— A.P.

It's 2:22 in the morning.
I am sitting here thinking.
I am thinking of you.
Our mushy little texts we would send.
Our kisses we'd share on my front porch.
I am sitting here remembering everything we had been through.
That night our family argued.
I thought I'd never see you again.
That day I snuck you into my house.
That was our last day.
I cherish it, I cherish you.
I will never forget the memories.
I will never forget you.