(2013)
#Friend #Friends #Independent #Love #SeriousWalk #Walking #Walks
Come touch me in violating ways so… My identity lies in defilement and… Come say you love me and then scor… Come caress my nonexistent self es… I wanna burn with deceitful passio…
A man who is a poet is one who is… One who craves love underneath his… So much that he would scratch the… A man who is a poet believes that… That he must hold it in his hands…
Trying to close it, Forcing the hidden to keep still Pleading with the revealed to put… Warning the exposed to come back i… But yet they bleed
I don’t like flashbacks Because often times they are the b… You know, the ones where your hear… Or the ones that replay in your he… The ones you want to go back and c…
Why is it so easy to write when I… Why do I love to imagine your ver… Why do I flash back to the times… Why is it that my wrist is breakin… And soul is aching while I write…
Can I have another chance? To know you, To love you, To let your love rain down on me? Did I miss the storm?
There are some things I’ve writte… I hope I never have to read again But I do not forget, I’ll have to find myself again Someday
“This ain’t love”, she tells me, Only indulging in me when it benef… “This ain’t real”, she cries, “Only seeing the things I’ve done… Only appreciating me when struggle…
All types of writing has guideline… All poetry seems to have some sort… Vocabulary must be up to par, Each stanza having its specific or… The way I see it,
It’s like nothing I’ve ever exper… It’s like being afraid of the unkn… It’s like bleeding out in the Pac… It’s just like free falling It’s like going out into the world…
Every time I see you, there is so… Like the way your aroma gives me c… And how it feels to wanna kiss you… To wanna love you right but so una… Or how it hurts when you walk away…
I would have written a poem with t… But he doesn’t move me With him, I am either standing st… Maybe we just need to talk Maybe that’s it
More than words can say, I swear… A phrase so easily put into words… Even though the beauty of you illu… Even you shut your eyes and hide a… Even you choose to disguise
I swear, from the moment he opene… Spoke so softly with enough intell… And I thought to my savior, “God,… Something so perfect could not be… And those lips
I am regretting many things What is there to find in apparent… There is nothing to explain unless… You don’t fall in love the flower… Thriving ..