naked,
          raw,
                vulnerable

"pathetic," i spat.

oh, how so beautifully pathetic i am.

you told me you loved me the best  when I was at my most vulnerable stage,
so I put you between my thighs,
and let you love me as hard as you could.

She's sweet,
She's bubbly,
Always on top.
Fragile and vulnerable,
But always inlove.



I always see her cry,
But never saw her angry.
Maybe because she's too shy,
To be judge by many.




She's fortunate,
because many people loves her.
Who knows the truth,
behind that sweet girl.

Come take a walk
With me.

You know*
You are the one
I’d die for.

I just wish to
Cry
And suffocate myself
Inside your smoke.

But my eyes,
They have been dried
For so many
Years.

There is so much
I wish to tell
But love,
They have cut my tongue.

Besides, I would not
Know
Where to even
Begin.

There is a boy
in my dream.
With eyes oh so gentle.

He thanks me
For being born.

But in the morning he is gone,
And I have not seen him
Ever since.

And you,
You gently drape
Your arms
Around me

And ask
If
I would go for a walk
With you.

You know
You are the one
*I would die for.

i saw you the other day
and you tried to stop
me to say
that you liked to practice
with me some day ....
some words you thought
gelled with your thoughts

but i was in a rush
kept on walking
i didn't look back
i didn't turn back
.....till i ..
i stopped to look back
oh no!! ...poor nettie
do come back ....
im  so selfish ....
so inhuman

i ran back.. but you
you   where gone
#hey ...i called
wait.....lets stay and chat
come join me
come ...don't be sad

but you kept walking
just walking further ,further away
................................................................­.............

you never thought you
were special or likeable ....
but im telling you that you are beautiful and flawless

never thought you mattered
or held any importance
but your the most human of any human Ive met
you feel and felt deeply
and that's what makes you human

for Antoinette

Opened up and vulnerable
There's no turning back now
I fear that I have to be able
My feelings, they just have to allow
All of the past, is just that
The past doesn't last
It's what the future holds
Like the letters of love
Only they're in bold
Outlined in silver slithers
Here I am,
Open and vulnerable
Hoping my soul does not wither