Have you ever read
              Something so stupid

It felt that your brain just
      Commited intellectual
                        Suicide.

Some people need to lesson
      There vowels
        Keep there syllable dribble

On the inside.

     Because when I listen to
           Some people my brain

Wants to commit suicide.

and as i wept the glowing embers continued to smolder and sing
tendrils curling up into the starry sky
reaching, dancing, dissipating
gently kissing the freckled face of the night sky
i looked to you and saw a path untouched by pain
yet ravaged by regrets
as i reached out into the blind night for your cold embrace
i was met with a chill of the evening that shook me to my brittle core
“where are you now?”
Once met with silence i turned my face to the heavens and prayed for warmths return
after a night of solace and ingratitude, the suns light filters down through the whispering woods and says,
“you will never be truly alone.”

be quiet,
while I am
pretending,
to be
someone
else.

Hi.

You know me.
You've known me for years.

Despite all of this,
I feel like you don't know me.
Or I you.

I have long admired you,
Looked up to you,
Apreciated you.

But it wasn't 'till puberty hit,
That I actually took a good look at you.

You'd grown up.
Mentally and physically.
Quite handsome in fact.

We've known each other for years.
Since we were just toddlers.
But I'd never thought of you like that.

As someone more than a friend.
More than a brother.

I honestly don't know if you like me,
And though your flirting is terrible,
I can't tell if it's practice or for real.

But I wanted you to know
The world to know;
That I like you. A lot.

And I wanted the world to know,
Before you do.

I've been listening
  Not to the sounds
      To the silence
         Not of the beauty
           Of the sadness
              And I can tell
                      *It screams.

Steven
Hezeki
Andre..
Have all abused my love and made me into this cold person, hey I won't give them all the credit maybe it's something I've always possessed. Maybe I've always been this person and I just had to get stabbed alittle for it to become apparent.

Xavier
Vulnerability was at is finest. Who would've thought I'd let just anyone get a piece of me, like I'm one of those random mints that always end up in your possession, and somehow you don't work to obtain this candy it just comes and happens to get the job done and I am one to blame for thinking at a point of time it was okay.

Jamal
I feel bad for what I've done to you, and my karma probably awaits but I was bored with you..couldn't help it but at one point I was intrigued by your demeanor but like I said I was bored with you...and my karma probably arrived with

Chris
I hate free trials. They get you all excited about a game that your so anxious to play and while your enjoying it they tell you your time is up. You can't play anymore unless you sell your soul (buy the game) and once that ad pops up you question is the game even worth it. You wanted my *****, I wanted you to be mine..even risked a friendship for who knows what...karma proved to be a ***** but like you say love is love.

Tony
You genuinely made me laugh. But my heart was too cold and and too unsure to ever settle down with you because I am not for sell. You wanted me to be your African queen, but you forgot that an a queen is still a queen without a king. So karma might have missed me because for the first time in a long time I followed my intuition and didn't allow you to force commitment on my plate.. which is a good thing because now I have
DAQUAN..
All started with a Dm......a ******* twitter Dm....so far nothing is regretted, I hope your as genuine as you come across. I like you. My cold heart likes you hopefully it stays this way...

Because I wanted to be the shade of lace
that hugged at my arcs and ridges,
blushing deeper as you peeled it away
from my skin.

Maroon,
because it painted the
the constellation,carefully planted
down
my
spine

and coloured the speckles of tiny stars,
huddling beneath the fortress of my jaw,
while the others were lost,
but cradled safely
in the dimple of my collar bones.