I have fallen from instinctive grace, a lame excuse for shameful games, fame is your trophy I lay slain, vied myself between fury and fortitude distinctions cut with unconditional magnitude the only solitude I wished for was inside your arms heart beats in situ I remember your eyes were my i’s how are you today is […]
I used to rose petal you with poetry Peachy words filled with love and integrity Pepper your edges with perfect pieces of personality Originality, hallowed protection and civility; Regardless of how much I selflessly give I am an essence you no longer wish to receive; A purity diluted with fluted belief It revolves around you […]
You only love me when there’s nobody else to love You only need me when there’s something you can get out of it love You don’t get to tease me and think it’s OK to leave me love You don’t get to choose placing an importance on me love. I’m not secondary. I’m further, aim […]
Feel like I’m trapped in this world, drips of drab every day. A grey melancholy that never really goes away. I wake up to a faded heart and an alienated mind. Blind feelings leading me into emotions unkind. Be kind to yourself, but when you’re crestfallen your first position is always second. A disposition regarding […]
You’ve got me inside your skin. An angelic hymn. Something you’ve always thought, wasn’t even him. Chances were slim, compressing. Destined mentions. Long windows of time. Blurred vision, double lines. I remember your face behind the curtains, blue as an inky sky. Faded starry nights, trying to find your self in deluded plans. And you […]
never seem to really be able to let you go maybe it’s time I do no more maybe it’s time I cut sensations shivers to the bone sever connections spirit made of stone you don’t want to hurt me but I’m feeling your absence sense it every day I’m losing my balance how much more […]
On pristine sands of palm tree lined, ocean tides, we let you roll in. You bowled out with our lives. You use our heritage as gimmick, selling my culture back to me, replacing my roots, with white noise philosophy. You latch on to our art, and everyone who identifies, like a coup to erase my […]
how the ether speaks 