I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own
Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love
Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life
What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.
I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like
I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze
It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.
You say you’re broken I see pieces made to fit You say you don’t know I see the truth hidden in it Hidden in You
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight
Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today
Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
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