I’ve learned that feeling start to change.

You don’t want me, so my love is estranged.

But I really can’t complain:

I think truly, I wanted the same.

You see, our love could not remain.

I once adored you, but that changed.

You’re not the one for me to find.

That realization brings peace of mind.

I really wish you all the best.

But don’t come running back to me.

You are not the one I need.

You’re missing something,

So incomplete.

And I don’t hold your hidden piece.

I can’t watch that show without thinking of you.

And I can’t make a move without thinking it through.

And I can’t understand this new feeling I’ve found:

For once, I miss you, I need you around.

But I can, and I will, hide from you how I feel.

My heart is the last thing I want you to steal.

But I’m coming to find, the closer to calling you mine, the more I feel alive.

Your touch is fogging up my mind.

Your love is mysterious and kind.

Who am I, to run away?

When my heart begs me to stay?

And who are you, to swell with pride?

When you want me by your side.

What are the chances that you are reading my poem right now

What are the chances that reading this could affect your life somehow

I mean I could've changed your life and nor you or anyone else would realize it

When I first see your face, my emotions
Pile up at the edge of my surface
Like a rain drop, and when our eyes meet
They take off rapidly, as though a race
And splash to the ground, scattering into
Millions of pieces, as my heart will when
My mind steps in and chills the warmth you gave,
For you look away and continue then
With the happy life you lead, where I don’t
Belong, while in my thoughts I have this world
That’s built around the moment we come clean
About these vicious feelings that have blurred
The authenticity of our short
Encounters and that you could feel the same,
For I know in truth you must just be kind
And mutual affection is insane.

why do you try to controll me..
do you want to be me?
with a slight switch
if i was a broken toy
you want my body
my genetics
and anything that employs
ME.
you wish you can destroy
ME.
so you can enjoy ?
your jealous
so you try to trick my mind
give me kind advice
as in if i was blind

I once was racing.
Then I realized I was just
Racing with myself.

Call me your *****,
And I'll call you my muse,
Rip the seams off my flesh,
So I be free from the rules,
Human limitations are all milk and honey,
A pig mask latch on a car crash dummy,
And I'm thrashing thoughts,
Because of you I'm a mess,

The pyres of loves,
Sparked a lot of buzz,
In a bag of tattered memories,
Gnawed upon by Louisiana bugs,
I'm a would be killer with a open book of matches,
But will I draw the first flame,
To turn these pictures into ashes?

Or will I still be that lover,
That nailed a stop sign on his chest,
Hanged himself on every question mark,
That you sent to me direct,

See I'm no blind fruit rooting from your garden,
I'm just that dummy who believed you never leave me hollow hearted,