"incapsulated" poems
I've been looking at the world from a different perspective
IG filters and Snapchat interceptions
I was off the grid, I am now in inception
Social media dance floors
no escape or exceptions
what do you stand for?
put your hands in the septic
so your arms can take all the **** that
Your legs normally dealt with
Apartment, complex complicated life consequences
Brothers life deciphered
into the trenches
Despite all of the help we lent him
Life can be a loan when you are alone
It can get expensive
Don't own a home,
but I could show you what rent is
I could show you what hustle is,
I'm that relentless
Slick mouth, silver tounge...this is manifested
Bike peddling, rebelling Ambidextrous
Quiet devilish, my medicine makes most hella lit
I speak in crooked tongues like most nuns who settle with
Being Singular minded there Vibes are so celibate
A courier in this Corredor settlement
How do I, in these times, stay not high but relevant
I'm confined in thin lines, tell them **** time,
if the sunshine, makes us dumb blind
Like retail and it's details with the big signs
See this conclusion is just a visual illusion
A cesspool in the mainstream visual pollution
This vortex is just a digital confusion
Digits to acidic, hash tags for the lab rats to abuse them
watch me slipstream into a hazmat suit and snap back to an audience all the toxics that I'm using
my minds a clock incapsulated in the bottom of a backpack but only in math class, I state facts for your amusement
How can you do this?! Who the **** are you kid?!
I'm Duke Nukem with a scorpion fist ready to hiduken!
I'm Isaac Newton with a paint brush when I do this
Painting photosynthesis with my sentences, I conclude with...
Nothing but a chronological order I cause a cascade of disorder
I'm on the edge don't **** with me and my border...can't **** with me I'm the best this visual mess is what your ordered
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 3:33 PM UTC
If I followed
That path
Discovered;
Where would she lead?
The Aspen leaves
Cover this
Canopy.
Envelop
The forest
Kept.
Fall slow
To the ground,
Forest Found.
Covered Canopy,
Insulated
Incapsulated Wound,
Time heals.
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC
A roundabout paved
A single stormy wave
Which incapsulated
The most rogue of my brains
Ever since I've followed
I've been taken in spades
I can hear cement
Cracking in my name
Dirt is more natural
Yet lacking in traction
To this day I'm defined by this slipperiest of action
A Faction a singular piece
Turned my elbows from dust to contingent visceral grease
A twist of a spin in a moment can release
Quickly I am burdened for my aim is to please
Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
I was sat in a cab,
A shell of flaking leather and jet-black exterior,
When I realized I loved you.
The immense and surrounding sound of falling rain
Incapsulated us into a sphere of warmth.
I was sat in a cab,
And I was leaning onto your chest,
You wrapped your arms around me and kissed me on the head.
What a simple act, an easy thing to do,
But I have never felt more loved, and more safe.
I was sat in a cab,
And I realized I loved you.
I loved you, I loved you, I loved you.
I never wanted to step foot into another space of existence
That didn't have you by my side.
There in that cab,
I wonder if you loved me too.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC
The pain you brought me today was unfathomable
It has been years since that feeling
Buckets needed
The rain outside mimics me
Mimicked me
And you broke my heart
And I wasn't only sad about you
But also about me
How could I have let my feelings get this way
I felt like I needed you
I built stories and pictures in my head
Although it wasn't only me
It was all the confidence around me
The reassurance by loved ones
That biasedly gave me hope
False inaccurate tales
I see you walking at school
And I quickly have to make sure that I don't burst
Make a greater fool of myself
Because you
Only you
Have ever made me feel this way
So stupid
So dumb
So needy
Never have I felt so great a feeling
A feeling that not even the deepest darkest dwellings of that of the ocean can comprehend
I wanted you
I tried for you
You knew
You know
And I didn't get you
So now I just walk the halls
Struck by glances of you
Hate
Hurt
Desire
All feelings that overwhelm me
And then I feel like crying
Because I feel like this
And you'll never know to what extent
And I'll never tell you
Or at least I think I won't
You see the reason things couldn't and haven't worked is because you are waiting for me to do something
And I've already let you know my feelings so like the little girl I am
I wait for you to do something
For you to be the man
Take control
Allow something
Something great to happen
I cried today
Stupid I know
But even though
There is still a tiny bit of hope
So so so small
It's there
For now I'll mask my feelings
Not let my friends know
Because maybe
Just maybe
That's how I'll get over you
Even though that's not what I intend
I still want you
Crave you
Desire you
In everyway
Not bc I'm gross
But bc I'm human
And you are the first person who has thus far incapsulated my brain in such a way
Made me want to know you on a deeper level
And why you?
WHY YOU
How did you do this to me
How did I do this to myself
***
Now I'm confused
When did I let myself begin
Liking you?
Of all people
I have no idea
But all I know
That for the time being you are the only person I want
And even though
Day by day you walk past me in the corridors
I still hold on
To that tiny thread of hope
That has been woven beneath my sleeve
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 1:07 PM UTC
And as effortlessly as that,
You had me cracked
You chipped away at my cold exterior
Dodging shards of ice until I was no longer hard
My frozen heart exposed to the warmth of your hands slowly melting away with the steady breeze of your breath
Incapsulated in the prison of your knuckles
Only for you to drop my heart in search of another
Another that’s slightly warmer
Slightly more hospitable
And slightly more lovable than I am.
I guess my coldness could freeze everything, except your love for me.
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 4:45 AM UTC
Garbage society,
Made culture ***** too.
They poured plastic moulds,
To keep the world from changing.
Incapsulated bodies shining,
Piercing sculptures of greed.
Would it not be better to
Mould our lives.
De-construct.
Save every-Body.
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 3:08 PM UTC
I'm not in mourning but I wear all black,captures my emotions and gets people off my back. My pain incapsulated it must not leak. Present,I am not but forever that woman in black.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 3:30 PM UTC