Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
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
I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.
Because you exist Is the best reason For you to persist
I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love
It’s quite a process To create a person
I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free
Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy
Embrace the darkness It’s the only way That your light can shine
Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today
You are eternal. Your essence will always exist. You will always be, You. Enjoy it!
