[I Love You]


It’s a different kind of love
   then that love we have
        for a family member or a friend.

Saying [I Love You]
     can be the simplest part of each day
but really
     there is nothing simple
about what the unsaid words of
                                [I Love You]
[I Love You] means…
    I’m scared of being hurt
    I hope that we will never hurt each other
    I realize that there could come a time
                when I could get hurt
    I’m willing to take that chance
    trust that we will always find healing [Together]

[I Love You] means…
    I want to be not just your lover
     but also your true companion
    one person who you confide everything to
    I do realize that somethings can be hard to
                to share and talk about
    that secrets can destroy a relationship  
    I do hope we can be honest and open
with each other [Together]

[I Love You] means…
   I don’t know what the future holds
   I do know that I want us to find out
             what it holds [Together]

[I Love You] means…
   I truly want your love
   I truly give you mine
   that nothing we do
   will ever be done the same again
   all that we do from here on
   we will do

[I Love You] means…
   So much more
than just
   Those Three Little Words.

[I Love You]

This was inspired by the readings of e.e.cummings
In The Rain, It May Not Always Be So; And I Say
and [i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart]

I’m 5’9”, loud and strong. 

I’ve got big hair, perfect brows and a straight back.

I radiate confidence, sexuality and metaphorical balls as my curvy hourglass figure walks with purpose down the street.

My attitude says “There’s nothing I can not do.”

My eyes say “You wanna fight? I’m ready.”

To them, I’m a lioness. 

I protect all that is mine — except from myself. 

Behind the facade, I am small. 

Behind my words, I am afraid. 

Behind my sunglasses, my eyes are wet. 

And under my luxury lingerie, I am naked, just like my soul is when I’m writing.

I’m not who they think I am, are you?

MTH 7d


I feel as though time and space are just places we use to make up a haven for us to contemplate the life we chafe from this world and the churning twirls of disasters moving faster and beginning to plaster in many sections after the fact that we caused it...


Who can tell you better than you, that there is more than just you walking through the life we share, do you really care? Is there anything in this world that we bare hope in that isn't already broken? When the elderly, hell even those in their thirties come for the younger generations, regarding their own depressions...can you tell those around you that there is more to life than knives for betrayal, working until we hurt, gossip sinking ships, leaving commitment for a cheap repentance of thrills that only kill relationships that are built on trust and endurance...sad.


One important virtue is honesty, and the second even more; love. Sometimes we shove those things as far away in the back of our minds, pretending that they are nothing more than dreams timed to explode. We forget the gold that... !BEHOLD! those powerful SKILLS take to mold people...old and young. Like plants, we grow and grant gifts though we destroy and cut life cold and dead...instead we should nurture and cherish, yet we regret cause we neglect what we are given and we set jets in motion to blow waves into the ocean...commotion is our way... Let us change day by day and pave a new pathway for peace and hey; let's even add in serenity for the sake of glee.

Rhyme game on FLEEEK!

Sorry, I'm glad you gave my Alibi poem a read, if you didn't, thanks for reading this. ^///~///^ I hope your day goes well, and if it isn't...I hope that changes.

and you’re lucky

because God knows already

someday you’ll learn.

Brokewench Oct 9

That phrase "I can't even"
It's overplayed like your favorite song blaring thru the speakers
It's unfit to describe how your feeling
But at this moment, the days that turned into weeks that turned into months, I can't even right now.
I can't even begin to explain the weight i am burdened with.
I carry it around like a wet blanket
Dampening everything it touches, leaving everything soaked in my anxiety.
I can't even describe how it feel like I have an entire universe sitting on my chest.
As tho my breaths are cut short becuase the tightness only loosened up so much
I can only breathe so deeply before I'm grasped around the throat by anxiety being told to quiet down
What does a deep breath feel like?
I am a whisper away from crumbling
And I think, maybe I can find refuge in the dust left behind by my emotional ruin
Use it as a stepping stone to rebuilding myself just a little stronger, more dependable, less likely to crack under pressure , more secure in the foundation of who I am as a person
Less of who I am now and more of what I want to be.

Bibek Oct 8

Honesty, my friend used to say,
Needs to be pushed,
Dishonesty pushes you,

While his words were handsome,
As much as he,
I dared to reject it,
Though it was in my head already

The sink never fills,
For each rejected drop runs away
Like honesty place at bay
By people, who once were humored in life,
And you helped,

Now they are dishonest,
They are to you,
Cannines you treated, that bit
But you to them,
Are a beautiful cause to life
And a product of their art of dishonesty

A poem under the lights of betryal
Zero Nine Oct 5

The last letter you sent to me
simply read, "Z"
as if you wanted me to see
it was too hard
for you to
complete my name,
even after everything,
still, you can't even
press it with a Bic
into some Hammermill

So, what can't they see?

The last letter you sent to me
read like a eulogy
for the woman you were
The praise was put on pretty thick
By your description
anyone else would see
me as biohazard, medical waste,
another toxic taste,
highly addictive, overwhelming,
an overall detriment
to your mental health

So, what can't they see?
Lover from another over moment,
what can't they see?

Doesn't matter how I conduct myself,
certain ears listen to certain mouths
regardless of the content, or the timing
There's been a Jean-Claude in pink
since the beginning, sitting in the trees
taking notes, waiting for the moment
I reveal something petty and honest
in a rare moment of our honesty

Feel free to rake up my mistakes
If you want to do us both, anata,
we'll need a bigger fucking rake

So, what can't they see?
Lover from another over moment,
what can't they see?

it's difficult for me to express myself.
Chloe Oct 4

Where do I begin?
How can I say this in the softest, most harmless way possible?

This will be the hardest part, the honesty. No one likes the truth, but they demand that everyone be truthful for everything.

So, this is my disclaimer,
you may not like what I am about to say, but you should accept what is said,
because when you begged for the reality, I had no problem serving it to you on golden plates.

Just, please, if you’re going to throw up, do it where I cannot see you,
because, honestly, I do not care how this makes you feel.

You knew what could happen when you invited me to dinner.

-Chloe Aldecoa

Lyn-Purcell Oct 4

Despite all that has been done
Despite all that I have done
Despite all that has been said
Despite all my pain and dread
Despite all the problems caused
Despite all my own spirit of the laws
Here I am...

I'm still here. That's all the reason I need to keep going.
Even if life can be unbearable at times.
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