Concerts
They overwhelm me with
a love for life I tend to forget.
Then I leave, wanting more,
motivated to live, yet depressed,
because I feel like I didn't get the rest.
Oh how the music, the tone, words, instruments
all of it.
Describe emotions so perfectly
for words can't capture it certainly.

Your so deep into my heart
That I'm sinking.
I can't breathe.
But when you do all of this to me
I've never felt so alive.
Suffocate me some more please

Your song was on replay and
Intentionally I pressed the pause button
But then you pressed play
How do I skip a song that's on repeat?
I don't want to love you anymore.

Sleep is one of the best times
You are in a wonderland
Lack control
Yet you are free.
Really it's all blissful lies
But for some reason I woke up earlier
I couldn't sleep anymore
Because you are a blissful truth.
I don't have to dream with
You.

Today was okay,
I mean I got an A.
My tickets are confirmed.
My friends said they love me.
A guy said I was hot.
Some strangers said I look like Lupita.
I laughed with some people.
I got all my homework done.
But he called me a *****.
Today wasn't okay.

I used to wish
but then I decided that
I'd rather be.
I will be.
I am.
I no longer wish.
I know I can

I'm not sure what our future is.
A lot can change in a day.
But you make me smile.
I don't have to be here in silence with you.
I finished my work some time ago.
But I might like you anyways.
So I'll stay.

Sweetheart I saw you today.
Again you made my heart so sweet.
Sweetheart why'd you go away.
Sour flavors make me weep.

You make my heart swell
Essentially it seems wonderful.
You make my heart expand.
My heart is full of love.
But think about it.
You make my heart swell.
The size disguise the pain.
When you hurt it
it swells.
So it's not all
that well.

Jungle fever, I am
with all these flavors
it makes a marvelous blend
Come on in
I love all kinds
They turned away with a grin
not a good sign.
They said they've never been in the jungle
so they'll just stay out here.
That night no one came to the jungle
so it rained with tears.
Although the storm brought the jungle water
and the jungle flourished
No worries, my jungle is stronger

If you teach me and I learn, then that will be the best gift you can ever give me.

Although you didn't stay
and Im not sure if you were ever there
but thank you for provoking those feelings
Sure they hurt once you left them
but letting me know how wonderful it feels to feel.
I have to thank you.

Today we were supposed to hang.
To be honest, I didn't want to do
what you wanted to go through.
But I said yes.
I figured it wouldn't matter what we did.
Just to be with you would be the best.
As I waited for you
You never moved.
As I thought about why I didn't want to hang.
You actually never came.
To be honest,
that hurt.

I'm afraid of how comfortable we were.
Or I was?
I hope you were comfortable.
because I was.
I'm usually not comfortable around guys that make me shake.
But I'm shaking from excitement.
Excited that maybe
you are
as vulnerable
driven
humble
dumb
intellectual
loving
honest
and
genuine
as you seem.
I'm excited
that maybe
you could be excited
about me.

Touch me
I need to know I'm alive
Touch me
For the reminder that I'm loved
Touch me
with a hug of support
Touch me
for no reason
Touch me
I'll feel the most in my heart
Touch me
with your
words
hands
love
needs
gifts
nothing
all.

We have so much
apart of us.
To give a little
can mean a lot.
To strip ourselves
we hope through vulnerability
we are felt.
As I put my trust in you
as I give you my words,
as I tell you all I can,
please don't use it against me
don't make it a sword.
I'm blindly sharing apart of me.
Don't drop me please.
I don't intend on falling on my knees.
But essentially that's what I'm doing.
I'm falling
just hopefully in to you.
Catch me?

I'm pretty. I know I'm not ugly.
I decided that.
Beauty is a choice.
I take care of myself.
I love people.
So I am kind.
I smile for years.
I have empathy in my tears.
I laugh till it's pain.
I hurt and feel good.
I'm honest with them.
I'm honest with myself.
Yet, I still have no clue
how it has felt.
I have loved men.
Or at least I think I have.
I haven't been loved back.
This leaves me to wonder...
is it that...
I'm unlovable?

I think I'm fighting my biggest challenge yet.
Myself
I am my own enemy
I am my own hero
If I feel like I can't rule myself.
Then there is no win.

I wonder
why it is taking so long.
Is it me?
No.
Remember you.
You are yourself.
That alone is wealth.
Don't worry,
the shine is just brightening up.
Enough may seem like it's enough.
But there is more that you can't even imagine.
Wait.
Patience will be your friend for now.

I can imagine it.
We'll rise before the sun.
Therefore we lie in the dark.
Though with no light
There is no heat.
Yet you with me
will bring me enough warmth

What if I'm the one who loves more
I give and give
He takes and takes
He says thanks
I forever wait.
What if he loves me more
and I can't help it,
unsatisfied,
unfair, his heart I tear.
What if our love for each other is to abstract
immeasurable,
inexplainable with words
only felt.

What is poetry?
Can it be anything?
Do I have to try to sound clever
by playing with my words?
Or are my feelings deep enough
to shadow the attention
on my word play?
Are words even enough?
Frankly words just brush the surface
of my feelings.
Or perhaps I have no idea
on how to articulate myself.

Time is the hours, minutes, and seconds
that constantly change and only move forward.
Time is a period shared among people
filled with moments of sorrow
filled with moments of freedom
filled with moments of joy
filled with moments we wish to be in
again.
In sorrow, time can have an immense weight,
that we carry,
up a hill.
Time can ****.
In joy, time is a feather,
it flies away,
goes unnoticed,
quick and gone,
all done.
In most moments time seems to
give the rough and take the sweet.
But there are times
when time is not existent.
All is still,
I breathe in
and appreciate all that is right and wrong
I breathe out
and then, time goes on.

Dear almost lover,
I think I know why we were never complete
Why for you,
I felt so deep
but it never could be true.
It never worked because
you didn't love you.
When two love they give their all.
But you were vacant
Perhaps that's the cause?
So this is my letter to you
I'll tell you why I loved you.
You. were. so. bad.
The good kind of bad.
You carried yourself in a fearless manner.
I'm not sure if it was an act.
I was scared
and you would just do it
you never cared.
Yet, you cared so much
I liked it.
But you didn't show it enough.
So it kept me wanting more
you kept me guessing
what all of you was for.
Where your sensitivity stemmed from
Why you kept your empathy shunned?
But then there were those moments
you would give me some sort of
atonement.
You would open up, you would be fumin
It felt so human.
I don't know how to explain it all.
But for some reason I thought you were beautiful.
Or should I say handsome
because those looks. Dayum.
But I'm really talking about your soul.
Your soul saw everything,
I would run away but I'd be stuck
on its melody.
Your soul felt me
and made me feel myself.
But I guess it never really saw everything.
You needed just a little help
because you never saw you.
So you couldn't love me blind
But if I'm deaf
and wrong
Maybe have a melody
for a different song.
If you really saw the wonders of you
while our love wasn't true
Then I hurt and I feel better.
Because I'd rather you know
your wonders
than you be unaware
of your lighting
and only see your thunder.
So, simply you could've
just never loved me.
But I loved you.
and I hope you loved you too.
Yours truly,
No sincerely,
No, thats not the closing.
From me?
No.
Love,
me.

It's been a while and they say time heals all
I thought you were fading away
but then I saw you
and my wound ripped open.
Perhaps I wasn't healed.
I just ignored the wound.
But then you came back and touched it.
Ouch, love hurts

I don't enjoy liking you.
You take up to much space in my head.
I'm unsure if I consume your heart.
That unknown is scary.
But I'm happy with you.
Can we be true?

Dear friend,
You are not supported by many
but I support you.
Yes, it is difficult to stand on a chair with three legs.
But don't look for a fourth one by breaking your own.
Modification for acceptance is suicide.
Don't **** your identity.
Soon they'll have a rebirth
and find themselves.
And then your chair will be more stable.
Because you stayed yourself, they will praise you.

First words that come to mind
Mass militia
fake
drown
sound
can
almost
why
but
when
you
crazy
feel
c­ringe
hold
touch
satisfied
not enough
My emotions are irrational and crumbled when you leave me unsure
please be kind and fully open your door
A crack isn't large enough to fit through
I could push it but I want you too.
Stop and let me know please.
I'm pathetic
I'm a human being.

You made me feel at peace
by stopping time
by locking away all the worries
simply we would float.
You made me feel nervous
by walking in
by walking out
by saying nothing
by saying everything.
You made me feel excited
with all the promises
with your spontaneity.
You made me feel angry
through the broken promises
the short comings
the lack
the ambiguity.
You made me feel love
by pounding my heart
through passionate touches
with a better me
to an uncontrollable inexplicable something.
You made me feel sad
when you didn't come back
when you did come back
when you were unsure of we
or maybe I was wrong about we.
Physically I could breathe.
Emotionally I was breathless.
But that's okay
because you made me feel alive.