He calls himself a man
but he dosent deserve the title
I call him an it
For he has no right to the stick between his hips
Castration
Maybe thats the key
is it crude to say I'd do it slowly?
Id take joy in listening to his every Shrill scream
I need to stop,  before I really start to scheme
Maybe its mean
but I never claimed to be nice
And honest
If you knew
I think youd think he deserves it to

All it takes is you believing
we could make this work,
    but leaving
         just to lurk
    prompting grieving
         just to perk
                me up ascending on some chariot you broke
                            defending all the arson in the mirrors with the smoke
I cough, and choke
til I awoke
       the words still stuck inside my throat
       you swore you wrote this swollen note
Tell me then, pleading, revoke
to which you reply, I misspoke.

All it takes is you believing
faintly, even so
I'll pound pavement retrieving
anything we need to go.

All it takes is you believing
and I'll vicious fight our cause
til I'm buried or I'm ashes
consuming body by my mind
which precedence for you defined
to hush protests below mustaches
bristled veil the daily grind
and anyone leaves us behind
sees our reflections brightly shined
and they all crashes
and they all crashes

all it takes is you believing.

Too sentimental
Too much thought

Two hearts

To love eachother

Like I'm mental
Like how I obsess over that t-shirt I bought

Painted together like fine arts

I'll water it and let it grow, and I'll water you with kisses that smother.

I'll write you a sonnet poem
because I value you like platinum
or chrome
I'd even let you be my future child's mum
or just my lover
Whatever you want
I'll be your shelter and cover
or something just to flaunt
just hold me close
or at least think of me the same
because for you I'd overdose
and I smile at the mention of your name

well I hope you stay awhile
because if my mind was a computer, I wouldn't be able to delete your file

Music that makes you cry
And a love that makes you want to die
A beat that makes you scream
And someone with whom to scheme

A world that never ends
The impossibility of making amends
A colonization you can not escape
The place that will never take shape

Taking over my mind...

Starfish are versatile
Humans are weak
Starfish have such a placid lifestyle
One of which we never speak

They are free to do as they please
Without rhyme or reason
Drifting through the seven seas
Never suffering such ****** treason

What kills us so violently
They survive
Our minds, traitors, stalking silently
They have none; so they thrive

What leaves us so broken
To the starfish is a game
But they don’t end up unbroken
For this they gain their fame

Like a little modern hydra
Of a less vicious sort
Loosing just a little paraphernalia
It’s arms the starfish must abort

A part of it that it that it looses
So that it could be free
All we humans are left with at bruises
Left by insecurity

Every day the starfish stars anew
Free from worry, free from woe
To such luxuries we bid adieu
And so we lead ourselves to the gallows

Yet not for one moment can we regret
Our greatest curse; our most beautiful blessing
We pay to this world a hight debt
A price we pay for all of our guessing

We claim to be free
But it's almost lie
In the harsh reality
We are free to live or die

write by plucking words from your brain
write to read them again despite the pain
write so that your heartache may drain
write for purpose or perhaps in vain
write in a room, a bus, or even a train
write beyond your imagination’s plane

There’s no place, for you

To land a hand

Even when I’m desperate

No place for your propaganda,

Because I’ve already been brainwashed by

All your ideology of Beat generation

You made it , congratulation, but you should ask:

How do I know find out about your scheme?

Well, you teach me on thing:

Inscrutability leads to plausibility.