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TV static paints shadows upon your features
your infinite thirst pours one drink after another
you stare into the emptiness consumed by a vacant demon
an insecurity baring the face of my mother
It’s pointless to hide
Jenn 2d
i'm a two faced gemini
and you were too
how could we love eachother
if there was four of us
instead of two
Jenn 2d
i thought i'd die,
yet i still suffer.​
our hearts starve
our hands bleed
i wanted us
i needed you
you "loved" me
and i thought i did.​
Kellin 2d
And a few words is all it took, the plans I had fell through my hands like sand but felt like glass
It was not rejection but still sadness followed.
Was it your ignorance or the fact I had to ache alone, quietly.....
Nothing is enough
Nothing says love more then a social media post about her, right?
A post to reinsure that my position being a son is formed by approval for the media to recognize that my love is enough
I think about this every day.
Why do you need a post to assure your loved? Liked?
Maybe ill just like the post so the repercussions don’t fall far from the petty position she’s left standing on,
Firm, aligned, or is she an allie?
An allie that this mother tore the son’s soul from every being that man she always wanted but never let the soul of cujo surpass his demons.
I was the demon.
I never knew how to love her. I was always civil.
I always knew resentment.
Because to her,
Love is letting everyone see a satisfaction,
Stevie wonder’s superstition, spoke to me, while he sang “writings on the wall”, I posted a post of a glimmering light while I was sitting, dwelling in the dark.
Addicted to drugs, and now pills till this day and somehow she wants respect out of me?
Respect from what?
Respect to whom?
****, you got to respect my hustle.
All I ever did was want nothing more then a mother,
I can call my best friend.
I see it everywhere, the bond that a mother shares that a child will chase to the highest cloud looking for their mother’s direction to soar.
Soaring always came as an instinct to me.
My father drank my childhood down,
I found my childhood down street,
I was never trained to expand my wings, to oversee my demons, direct myself to a clash of life’s titans,
I found strength in friends.
I’m alive cause of them.
I’m a better man cause of it.
I’m the king who was killed from chapter one.
I will always love you for being my mother, being the one who kept me alive before memories faded from the blunt I held, choking.
it is what it is,
i say
but it may change,
you reply and -
your eyes glisten like
the sun above a dark
a tiny boat rocking toward distant horizons.

this is the day when
the cage is torn open and
all the pet birds are thrown outside;
we won't ever be able to
meet eyes the same way when tomorow comes.
I remember a time
where there was an us
not just you and I
we are no more
you’re a decadent cake soaked with poison
artfully arranged because you're always on display
but no one knows you’ve been steeping in self-doubt
constant infidelity

you can’t resist hurting people and i couldn't resist you
even when you brushed me (and him and her) away
like we were just the crumbs left behind in your destruction

you were delicious
but i regret taking a bite
and we
won't just
    but we'll
      thrive till
        we're five
           and make
              peace with
                 our hearts
                     till we're
                                   and my
                                                            will talk
                                                                   to the
                                                                          sky and
                                                                               we'll drift
                                                                                      through the
                                                                                              night till
                                                                                                      we're free
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