Writing in the dark I can't see my words Pen to paper sparks from thoughts I heard The perceptual lightbulb creates unrest Choose to smoke **** over eating Percocets
Me plus you makes a perfect set Tell me y we never intercept Just another stand n for ya x Just trying to inter-p-ret
Mama you hurt me so good You know how to ruin a mood Like lifting, after you left the hood And eating with no food
But I,
Have enough love for two Plus two sticks rolled up one for me and one for you I don't know why but it's hard to do when you know you could And you know you should And you know you would
Baffled at her simple beauty, we began to immerse ourselves in a forest of conversation, each tree a commonality, sitting on branches in agreeance, with the leaves bringing life to our exchange, lightly brushing those of another tree.
I am the night that you forgot The shadow of a passing thought The kid whom you sat next to Whom one day was not with you The boy you think was nice But does not go out because the price
I am the doll that you lost Adolescent memories of loss Though I am not a memory Go say you forgot the sin of me In these pages I was cursed The book you tell is the worst
I am not a memory No need to remember me I am part of your process That is where we leapt off I guess.
Lonely Burning with no reason No change of seasons No one really sees him Impossibility frees him A tree with no forest I don't have to take more if…
Hurt The petal lost her flower A lean in her tower No one knows how her Impossibilities allow her To bloom in the winter Songs you can't sing with her…
Tired Earths foundations turn to dust Mirthful sages teaching trust No one chased after us Impossibilities gather up Life is all in multitude Believe me, we're here with you too...
