No one around...

Being somewhere without a friend doesn't feel so fuckin good...  N goin to long riding solo tends to tare a hole in realities mood... To see differently from the inside looking out... The emotion alone gives leverage to the mind that could write a book... Losing the feel of touch behind closed doors hiding in the middle of a room... Listening the silence neva make a sound... As thoughts get lost n eyes hates to even look... Staying to self as away gives space in between words that could become rude... N there's no reason in watching self deprive honesty from mouths... Makin known to both side of an attachment that flings get shook... Goin inward jus past the norm of being alone for far too long of not felt in the nude... Feeling time close in to the notion of wanting to be aroused... With no mate to comfort what's been took... Exchanged for a position is worth as desires go boom... As mirrors neva get loud... Left in the awakening of the queen takin out the rook... Muted by the features turning into blank stares on the loose... Staring at walls wondering how many more times will it hurt to bounce...

Free to be...

Knowing no one can hurt u is a comfort in the most fucked up way... N when there's no one to share anything with... Time slows to reconnect with the inner makings adjusting the amusing pain... The relief the betrayal causes is the awakening of truths as self is going without the interest...
Healed but comfy in our own lil way of I don't havta deal with the bs or answer to anyone questioning me like we can't live n be loyal at the same time...  As the knowledge of the good ones are still lingering about tryin themselves to be missed... As the dodging dives deep behind doors jus wanting to live our lives...
There's a level of ease that takes place though... Finding a more subtle mind free of the commitment of trading in self for someone else wanting in... Jus saying fuck it n sitting back to enjoy the show... That's finding out where home rests in a chest for depths are not so much a mess within...
Life is different when the chaos stops the chatter of trust gone wrong... Eventually freeing our mindsets loosening to grasp the acknowledgement of the insane... Escaping the burdens fight that comes along... As it's neva had a moment when it was eva to late...

In silence n able to think the wait is worth the peace n quiet... As no harm no fowl remains friends left to the past... With a piece of mind that resists tongues constantly lying... Yeah the single life is all about self comin back...

Why can't we be friends.?.

Let's get to the good shit... Like, u wanna come over tonight.?. Cook a lil somethin n live.!. You can surge the night... Adults can have sleep overs as well... Yet we can do them whenever in the fuck want... My pillow would keep ur smell... As like meets the emotional side of havin luv... A couple times a week... In mutual comfort zones... Holding on until mornin comes sooner than it needs... Shaking that damn ol feeling of alone... Having a friend to enjoy a few things with along the way... N I know u can relate... Life's half way for me n I haven't nailed it as of yet for it to stay... I can find the time if I like the way u say my name... I like bein grown n looking in to where things would go... Slowly opening up the more comfortable the feel tends to stick... Keeping the interest in ur direction if furth notice rent sneak up on us to come tones... Pss pss psst, let's dig.!.

Missin expressions...

I was there when she fell apart as it was I that fell from the very start... It was the eyes I longer to see... N believe me it was a fuckin dream... A treat that didn't last long... Bcuz eating to fast hurries everything to go wrong... N the feel neva to get lost or shook haunts me to this day... Damn I miss the expression upon my face... Felt as if lips opened up n said are u ok.?. Nov 28,2010 was great... Finally.!. The intensity... N I was the one who had to watch the luv of my life turn a tare to tender to heal... It was real... As I'm no longer seen in the same light for my reaction failed self... Some things are jus felt...

Lames...

Dusting the ashes away... Old names neva escape... N it's jus one of those days... I look up this morning n the mirror expressed the depths hiding an unforgettable face... As the feeling wanted to play the way we used to jus to be still n lay... As the head dropped n the wonder wanted to know why does everything have be a game... N how come nothing ever stays the same... Finding one person after another as the awakening without them if no longer afraid... For goin back to what's no good for self had come to be too late... Chalked as a phase... Until the eyes open come sun break... As that linger of having no one remembers the feel it took to accept the mental gain... Leaving the heart to fend for itself again n again... It's take n give very lil in the return of the bait... As emotion shys themselves far from dates... At a distance tryin to relate... Not wanting to be hurt or shamed... It's the moments alone when time catches the swinging of the gate... When there's a loose of an interest in hate... At the line of staying n ones lane... It's where the move switches some shit up there memory reminds me that I have play it safe... Wanting to interact with the fame of the flame... Taming the rush o one takes the blame... Unbinding the truths from the representation we allow others witness us come in from the rain... Only to crawl outta bed missing the feeling of a body waiting on us to come back as if life together wasn't erased... Eradicating the claim... Opening sights to yet another Dame...

Down in luv...

In to far I spent to much... Time ran away with the rush... Neva enough the feel lost it's dream... Now digging in to what is there to believe... Wondering what the next run will give... N how long it'll remain in the rib... I went beyond the enclosed space n suffocated... Seems others who claimed to have a heart neva related... As the plunge changed who it is I am... Lookin back at this world knowin friends are far n in between the connectivity of holding hands... As luvr's pretty in lusts that pretend to be luv... Forcing the mind to overthink what the body wants to touch... I fell in with the belief that that i was was ever needed... Takin notice to I want only one who had to walk away barely breathing... Yet it was worth every once of pain threat found my emotion... Jus bcuz i was to correct the true definition on knowing ones intent on devotion...

What I truly want...

I ain't no player n it's not about wantin to fuck... As staying to myself there's a reason I run... The feeling of the rush that I resist... It's luv I don't wanna deny if lips were to reach for a kiss..  I laid the dog down yrs ago... As multiple females I refuse to bone... For it's the waiting on my patience that tends to get lost... Lookin at the stillness in the walls... Knowing life is goin on jus outside my reach... As there's someone I'd luv to add to my team... Jus one that could fulfill the emotions emptied... So I hide behind closed doors until she finds me... As I wish I had it in me to chase her down... But it's hard due to I wouldn't know where to look as my heart doesn't make a sound... I'm no sex addict wantin to be felt on without the desires that build relations up... Felt in the moment of eyes pausing for us... Yet idk what I'd do if others found out... Bcuz I stay in my lane n don't want jus anyone close to the motion of what's to be aroused... I'm not playing games n I ain't for the fuckery jus to be laid... It's been a while now n honestly I want the gain... As secret as it is said here with no one to read... I open up to the real me... As passion aches within conversation i have with self... N how I'd like to to feel a good set of hands... Landing on my skin in luv with the man I am... To enjoy the reaction of what hasn't as of yet taken place.... Damn I jus wanna hear someone say my name... I've healed from my past as it wasn't me who failed the test... I now how to give what it is I keep locked in my chest... As it's not the sexuality that's gonna draw me in... It's jus, I need something real to awaken my grin... A woman that feels get secrecy is worth the same value I have for my own life... Bcuz that's what's looking for the bettering to reside... To allow someone to find out what truly behind the way I drift in solitude... Ready for her to finally get loose... As I don't need a female that thinks I'm jus some dude attempting to get my dick wet... That's shits easier than finding the comfort of vibes actually met... I'm no but for I have something in mind I wanna grasp... With my own two hands of being so much more than I've ever had... I want my best friend to turn to me n have no fear... So I can come back out without relations feeling weird...

Time consumed...

Time... To have it for someone says it all... Jus to make a share moments opens up the movement that lands in a pause... Without findin the time of day to give to another, they do not exist to your worth... For it is jus words flooding the sprays m airways as the nothingness goes unheard... It's the showing that someone else matters to the curiousity coming to life... Excited over the piece of mind... Allowing them in to ur crazy lil ways... As they wait for only so long before the opportunity closes wantin to look at a different face... One where another will be present as life must keeps moving... Neva stand still to hell like time is losing... Bring to busy one can't squeeze in the value others need to take an interest... Yet once obtained the balance is a must to find the difference... It's the key to have relations that need the contact to exist... Without a lil time, there's nothing to be missed...

I don't mean to be rude...

If you're messy, you need not apply... I don't mean to make it sound like a job but that shit ain't worth my time... There's a way I things where everything has a place... If you're unorganised I don't wanna see your face... I can't do it bcuz I don't have it in me even with the bomb azz sex... N trust me when I tell you you ain't the best... Bcuz comfort wins every time things are in order... N making a mess of the house jus to clean it after an emotional outburst.?. Please step to the side of reality bcuz I don't wanna be tortured... There's no need in uncontrolled lusts messing things up or worse... I live in peace where luv can ease back with a piece of mind... So the half hearted nonsense that lasts so long needs to know I will not get attached to you in my life... For who I am is the same thing you claim to be... A real individual who don't mind a different kinda free... Trusting no one lookin in from the outside who hasn't gotten in to see for themselves of the silence I hold dear to my own sweet spot... Friends don't stop... Even when sitting still there's something there... N neither are scared... So if you haven't found a groove in life n we align... I won't allow you to make me cry... Get motivated n find yourself somewhere else as I'll be doin what I do if you decide to get back with me... I won't fit well into your dreams... So work it out as if a job you can carry... As I'll neva talk about marriage... Legal issues are a mental game within a relationship that gets attached... I'm not fighting you over the time I sell to go in reverse like I was neva matched... Fuck that n the thought process it takes to waste a breath... I think keeping it real is best... I don't need no one to take care of me... But a lil conversation n a moment to feel free.!? Yeah that's me before the passion steps in like what the fuck is goin on in here.?. N please, step away from the mirror...

In the gray area...

I know what the feeling tingles like wanting someone else to play with you... Allowing them to enjoy you for all the things that crossed their mind... As images come to life beneath the touch of their own use... Feeling them be as creative to the pleasure of the find... Yeah, the thought of an other doin things is a daily issue... A task that keeps hormones comin on... Gripped, groped, n felt deep in the tissue... Becoming a fixation of lusts craved beyond passion torn... As alone nights longer in to days goin without... Finding silence behind closed doors... Losing count... Bored.!. Knowing the movement along the neck would spark an interest quick... As breaths felt heat the crave... N the feel of lips wondering wherever they wanna kiss... Getting physical even to me sounds like a fun azz game... With the touchin of the flesh as smooth the skin can flow... It's better than hiding in solitude... Ya neva know unless truths are shown... As sexuality comes out as living proof... That we could use a friend to get wrapped up in... Yet one that can feel a thing or two... So the details find a cure within... Expressed in a way the tongue wants to move...

Getting a taste...

One step at a time... That is if patience doesn't mind the now... Gathering the mind... Once lost n neva to be found... Under the conditions of getting there... n moving to fast... That only encourages the anxiety in dispare... Afraid of the past... N all that's needed is to just live... Catching to the technique of the heart under control... With luv to give... As eyes relate in a kiss watching life unfold... Taking it day by day... N oooooh the movement that comes with the tide... Hearing the clarity pitch names... As tongues are neva to lie... In the moment breaking free from the race... Here, as there's no where else be... Getting a taste... Able to breathe...

Making a friend...

Make my tongue move without the sexual intent... As it comes to life for you as it vents... Jus one good reason to make tones wanna play... N beyond the comfort emotion will wanna stay... As the man in me will find a use for the tender side... All you gotta do is get my attention before I pass you by... Make me wanna stop n do more than stare... Like life itself would luv to unravel to us living so fuckin rare... As want sidesteps the physical attraction that can't help but to sigh... Don't jus sit there n take space up in my mind... Wanting to be seen as an object for the shits n giggles... Be more to me than you would expect my thoughts to wiggle... So free thinking with the imagination catering to the likings of you, here, in the middle of the chaos... Make a sound or a gesture that flows beneath the chests paying off... With worth fallin in to conversation that makes luv to my own taste buds... As the story told is of two friends that opened up to trust... Lotioned up to release the tension behind closed doors... Having tendencies wanting so much fuckin more... Make interest cling to the shape of what tickles your smiles lift... Enjoying the fact that matters when you ain't nowhere near the connection missed... Move me in to a direction without force in which the freedom of moans makes me want you... Jus by being the one thing that shows who it is you are to you know who... Feeling your presence reside where the naked eye can neva see... As I'd be  unwilling to turn away from you living on the outer edges of my dreams... Make me believe you are real so we can figure out what it is we need to do... As everyday would be an awakening to the unforgettable woos...

As u linger...

I wanna get close enough to you I can smell you attach your scent on me... As good as attraction bringing me in to stand with you... Still n takin in the aroma coming from your body... Loosening up my nerves that tightly wound n could use a truce... To sniff you out so control gets lost... Feeling you being inhaled as if a hallucigent straight the head... Making me dizzy as I need to lay with you... In luv with the senses that bring to life expressions upon the surface... Jus a wiff will do to shut down my nervous system n give to you... Walk by me n watch how I'll follow you like your the only thing I want... There's more to sight that turns a fella on... Sometimes it's the fragrance n others it's the natural affect touchin the follicles of luv...

A lil somethin...

I have a lil somethin on the tongue I wanna get off... Jus to feel the way it touches sound upon the tip that eases through the pulse... The vibe creates motion in the way I crave its movement... It's taste alone caresses the texture as I slowly lose it... As I wanna write about her in a way the stars listen in like it's the only story chatterin beneath em... There's a lil somethin jus behind my grin... Waiting n anticipating the moment that subsides in the middle of the mood... Flicking flames as life forms shadows from the center of the room... Opened n allowed to breathe the way luv truly exists... A lil somethin wants to be heard in the greatest feeling that ever came stepped up... Without the music yet with the beat of my own hearts rhythmic flirting flush... As tongues find a new meaning of words meant when spoken... I'm talking of a lil somethin called devotion...

Headed nowhere...

Somehow I got locked in my head n I don't how to get out.... Thoughts are controlling what's released from my mouth... Emotion is no longer allowed to exist with the naked eye... Seems I've told myself there all the same to many times... As I sit n wonder what will come n take me away... Off with the corner of a smile on a unforgettable face... Is it wrong to wait on the want if what it is u feel is that ones thing that will spring me free.?. Or is this solitude worth every second to be seen in the nude as me.?. In true form if I ever get outta this enclosed  discussion missing the rush... As time will tell what is to come... Unable to trust see open up so I too can escape my own babbling... Knowing damn well if I would jus feel, this wouldn't be happening... Taking to my fuckin self like I ain't got a friend who's wanna sit n chat... N it's my life that become this brutal fact... Alone in the hiding as if luv is the cause of friends shape shifting every time... Losing moments goin unnoticed by an other is my in simple lil life...

What u don't know...

I need a woman who's on point... My pivot... So when I turn, she's spins with me... Neva to miss a step... There... With the correction of my mindset unfolding for her... Lookin at me like come n get some... Coming to play.... Unafraid... As a friend... Unable not fall in luv with the emotional side of life... Talking about fuck a Bonnie n Clyde... I'mma enjoy... As she's able to think on her own... I need her to come without instructions on what a man n a woman is supposed to be... N jus live today... Never to tell her no bcuz she will not stear me wrong... Convo.?. Oh she's gotta be as good as me... I wanna hear her voice... As a comfort to me... I gotta have her bcuz no one else will match me loosening up... Yeah, I know of luv.!.

Goin with the flow...

Caught in the middle... Right in between relations fiddling...  Meddling the thought of where ones been... Trying to figure out who's gonna bring joy to the feel again... Lost somewhere in the center of both worlds change of views... As still as the terms n conditions are with the truce... Thinking of what could be if it's allowed to scratch the surface... To what can benefit be again as luv found the hard way some people are worthless... Tugging the war back n forth to see who wins... Listening to women hate thier own thoughts of what they're attracted to in men... Somewhere in the mix resting is calm settling the nerves... Wanting to reach out but not in any rush to feel hurt... Daydreaming of how a woman could ease the tension fought within... Losing the lights sights recognizes the mood go dim... Goin up n down teetering with the warmth from a fire that breathes... As distance is the same from both angles living free... Untouched by passions pain that gains so lil reason when emotion reacts... Right here before the next phase n well after my past...

Confused on my thoughts...

I've been over every scenessc in my head to many times... As lookin inward had found there's no answer in my mind... Seems I drifted a lil to far away from the contact in which I seek... Finding myself alone making up imaginary dreams... Thing of the perfect woman inserted of goin out to see what exists... N I've forgotten the feel of expressions placed upon my lips... Mentally selfish with the desires that claim passion put to rest... As the effect stalled out the process of great fuckin sex... I can't feel a thing emotionally other then where in the fuck is she at... Thought I gave up lookin heal from my past... N as I wanna come out n play on levels of luv to be felt so deep... The question remains, when will I receive for the need... It feels like I've locked my way behind a tested for with the exact same thing on both sides... That way if I escape I'm right back inside... Losing pieces of myself on a daily basis... N at times it feels as if I could use a facelift... Something or someone to bring my smile back to life... Not that it doesn't work yet, it isn't playing nice... All grinds until someone takes an interest bcuz I'm picky as fuck... Sitting with needs over wants afraid to trust... Knowing we all talk a good game n it's hard to believe in words thrown in to the air... All due to thet incompletion relations that always tends unfair... Sittin in disbelief listening to tones that change at will when they don't get what they want... Hearing the thought process once again whisper what the fuck... I don't know what the fuck I'm waiting on anymore... I jus don't wanna feel my own heart be refined having to pick it up once again off the floor... Knowing I jus feel someone last with me in a moment to comfort the run... One in which had become a way of life n is no longer fun... Needing free from friendships that failed to stand there test as lies we'w spit... N I do restrain from calling them outta there names with words somewhat like a bitch... My own maturity can accept compatibility is the one thing that will drive luv until there is no end... But one hasta open up to the will to fall in luv the again... It's jus the thrill runs out when others jus cannot seem to mean what it is they fuckin say... Or is it me lost within my own believing I'm gonna be betrayed.?.

With patience...

Still waiting on the sounds of your voice to pierce my ear... To reach in the canal to the drum ready to bounce the tone I'm to hear... I thought I heard some time ago yet it wasn't u... Seems I was looking a lil to hard for someone n accepted jus anyone waiting on a truce... I went in n have everything I had n walked away knowing you weren't them again n again... But they did help me as I still sit all alone as a better man... I touch them n if it were my guess it was too perfect the way you're to be felt... Unknowing if even what you look like so I'm somewhat lost on wanting the help... N they say I'll know who it is when you step out from the sea of people as we collide... Truly changing my item mindset n the way I live my life... So shoot me a whisper if you ever walk on by... I'm sure there'd be no denying how u form into the beauty before my eyes... N no I don't wanna kiss anyone if their lips don't have the flava of your own... Jus reach for me if u ever come close enough to feel me needing you n not another clone... Turn me back on so we can get to the fingerfiner we keep dreaming of every night... As the memory of us can finally live there good life... I've been patient for far too long... N I'm so sick n tired of relations goin so very fuckin wrong... I'd like to know what it's like to follow the shape of your face... N the way it slides down my tongue to say your name...

I'm wanted...

They keep calling me back... They miss me... I try to stay away... But there's no sense in distancing who it could be... So I listen... Find a reason to relate... Human... N it's like whistling... Dogs bark doesn't bite... Yet comfort tunes in... Neva misleading the hype with a grin... Stationary in solitude willing to hear... Life in the way it happens... From mouths that do not lie in mirrors... Damn chatterboxes get to laughing... As one at a time stories are told... Opening up... Attention grasping concept to wait to see what's said... Lips babbling tales that unfold... Like before luv... Getting to know what could be a friend intent... Leaning in to the molding come flush to fraturesin the minds imagination spent... They yap at me... Wanting me to look back as I walk on my own... Away from the feel of glorifications dream... Owning no thrones... What am I to do.?. Ya neva know... Someone is bound to trip in to my arms... Giving loneliness the dueces... Lady in the sheets n a straight freak hoe... Shutting the nights down lookin for driving deeper than charm...

Victim recognition...

Placing blame instead of taking accountability... Protecting the differences of insecurities... Fingers luv to twist the plot... Friends forget that trust isn't supposed to stop... As fake faces hide expressions in features... Kinda somewhere along the lines of a Walmart greeter... Telling everyone their own version like they're so fuckin innocent... Nerves grow a cockiness that becomes irrelevant... Foes beneath smiles turn out as grins begin to speak... Seems the grunts within relations is to fuckin weak... Watching emotion unable to remain mature n own selfs part causing the chaos... N flipping out as if they've done nothing to get it to stop... Childish acts of it's them not me with a side of victim recognition...

Wanting others to believe they're actually capable of being magician... Making their own faults as a weapon n using them to their own benefit... As others take the heat of the bs for memories to reminisce with... People cannot admit it was then who initiates the fire... Constantly fueling the flames as tongues are the liars... With heads shaking with space created for comforts need... Jus to get as far as possible the fuck away from them... Spitting the same ol petty nonsense that keeps them from grown up... Wondering why no one wants to dig in being the physical touch...

I'mma comin...

I can see the life I want... But I keep falling down jus before I get there... So close yet fingertips find complications within luv... N there's no one to share memories neva made feeling weird... Comin in to focus of who I am in my own... Only if they'd ease up so relations would last... My dreams mean something to me n bein grown isn't jus saying you're grown... I've gotten right up on the texture n it was I that was passed... I can feel it as I'm dropped on my head to awaken the dummy... Knowing what was allowed was to be certain someone is what it is... A mutual respect so I know how to respond to my life still moving step by step with my money... With a fuckin tickle in my rib... On my way as soon as I figure which direction I'm goin... I can taste the flow of lookl over luv sweating down in the fall of moans collaborating... Finding my norm... In tuned with a friend so fascinating... Slowing it down so my happiness can enjoy what it desires most... I've been the gates n meant vows that didn't deter me from finding my fuckin way... I am not lost, I am taking a moment to me in my own zone... Thinking about the passion building breaking free as she says my name...

Very few...

I'm scared n I ain't afraid to admit it... Females are to in to self for as far as my eyes can tell... Wicked creature confusing the configuration of luv... It's all them even when they get what they want... Petrified to go in with the show to hold my remains... It's like a death trap that clings to the hype of the fame... A dead end when it comes to making a true friend... Always takin notice in the recognition that reacts to their own ways... Claiming men are the ones that have no heads n are fed up with em always constantly wanting sex... Yet free them up in to a single status n every one of them is the biggest freaks... There's a massive miscommunication that I run from at all costs... If they're tryin to get in beneath my zone, I'm gone... They're to emotionally outta wack to keep a respectable mentality talking trash... N it's unattractive to watch grown azz women pretend to be so alone... Knowing damn well they're fan base surpasses ours by far... N it makes it hard... I'mma jus tell ya I refuse to tread lightly or she will leave... My thought process of the bs is go so I can breath... I don't do well with control freaks tryin to tell me who they want me to be... It's sad I've met so very few that is ok with the way we move... In tune with the differences that brings us together beneath the moon... N it seems those hardest on us is the loyalty in tongues when shit breaks down... I fear for my life when stares last longer than the twist that's gonna wind up comin from their mouths... Real is an illusion to lil girls in full figured bodies hating everyone bcuz she's not perfect in her own eyes... I jus don't have the time... But I'm honest n they don't like it when I see who they are... Hardy har har... Guess maturity ain't  part of the package as the jokes on us... Fuck it, All I wanna do is be touched...

When it's time to show the fuck up...

If by chance I wasn't feelin like myself... Like I woke up n had an off day... Would I still be felt... Maybe catch my attention by saying my name... In a moment where I'm ready to tap out n go back to bed... Fuck everything as I ain't feeling it... Is it in u to get me outta my head.?. Making eye contact to fish away the bullshit... If I was having one of those malicious days... Where I can't seem to get right... Who is it you'd become in front of me standing face to face.?. Could u can my nerves n be that ease I need in life.?. There for me when I could use a friend to bring me back... Loosening the tension of whatever it is... How is it to my worst moments you'd react.?. I'd like to know I don't have trip... That I have someone to ground me down... Awakening me to how it is i want u here... To set me straight as I do u living the highs n lows of having u around... Who is it I see that I don't havta fear.?. When it all comes time to show the fuck up... Can u realize every now n then moods swing.?. Pullin me closer jus give me a hug... As in to u n only u I lean...

Same ol shit...

It's like we're waiting on what.?. Miracles jus don't turn to luv... From outta the blue to rescue us... Seems our patience is losing its touch... Feeling the teeter that comes n goes... Missing the sweet sounds of passionate moans... Simply tired of being so alone... Yet we sit still as if listening to the phone... N the silence never rings a smile upon our faces... Bcuz we're to stubborn to honestly feel how the heart races... Scared of the that's left traces... Goin without a body in the arms wanting to embrace it... We hide depths of my truths like we could care less to fall another trap... For the last time we damn near didn't escape the blast... taking about how the single life is so great stealing the cash... Knowing even ask is said n done we the feeling back... As healing final stages isn't the misery of being lonely... But the flow of a friend who isn't phoney... As the only way to capture the actions of show me, dig deep to feel the need to laugh at someone joking... Who are we kidding thinking we're the solo with the way we feel.?. Like we're so fuckin special making self a big deal... It's like we've forgotten emotion is the one thing that is real... Throwing out a line casted jus to be reeled... N none of us pay attention to the fingers that point... Showing the mirror of misfortune had a greater void... Rambling on if who it is the jobs exploit... Sundering like everyone else stuck on self jus makin noise...

I jus wanna...

Jus wantin to be the heat feeling on ur neck... As breaths gives to the feel comin from the chest... To open u up with whispers placed on the fine hairs... It be nice to become that magical pair... That tingle in the spine that touches u so soft... With the tenderness in which moves get u off... As there's a need to get as close as I can... Craving the texture of ur skin for my fingerprints to land... Caressing the intimacy that clings to ur sighs... Jus wantin u to turn around n look me in the eyes... Ooh the thought of goin in has found a sweet spot after all... N it's u I'd wanna feel in a moment to pause... Kissing the flava from ur throat... Jus before my hands begin to grope... Ur playfulness that speaks to me as u moan... Calling u my luv as yours neva be alone... Jus wantin to relate as a friend that has ur needs as a want... Somewhere down on my knees as we touch... Proving the mouth is more than a hole that makes noise... Fullin the fuck outta an empty void... Lost in time layin on the comfort of naked flesh... Jus wantin to taste the side if ur neck.... As lips suck u outta u zone... Catering to the attention u seek as hearts has found home... Rollin with the thunder that bounces off the walls... I have this thing i wanna do that is rare as it is raw... Falling in to know who it is my emotion has connected with... From the inside out n back in as I continue to dig... Moving hips that transforms individuality into one movement coming undone... Jus wantin u to recognize how u n I can be so much fun... Awakening to round two come mornings shine... Reachin for more in luv the find... As words could never express what it is we share... Showing self in true form which is incapable of being scared... Knowing who it is that strikes that single nerve... Gripping ahold of a lil thing called worth... Forming the mouth into shapes that finds syllables ready to be heard... As the deeper I go filling u with girth... I jus wanna see if that click exists as tongues cannot resist to flip circular patterns on what's been missed... Meeting simultaneously in the middle of life accepting the passion jus wantin to lean in...

Shook...

There was no one there when I hit the bottom... Jus an empty echo fallen as I was forgotten like I was the problem... Left to sort out how I was gonna figure a way to stand back up... Losing everything falling in n outta luv... Damn emotions believed in her more than she believed in herself... Yet i didn't did deep enough for me to be felt... N in the way down life took a turn... As I didn't know the lonely nights in alleyways would become my home as it hurt... Goin in faded in the mornings rising without a bed... Wearing the after effects of passion that I had to shed... Now finding yrs missing in places I should've never been... The descend tore holes in my heart to vent... Thinking it's a good thing if I could jus get there memory to leave me alone... Wanting to drift off with the acting of moans... To bury them beneath the exact spot in which I landed... Then run into the night as the unwanted bandit... Feeling the need to steal hearts opening up... Knowing the collection I had I had to return to those I crushed... It was my turn for once to drown in tears that was meant to cater to smiles... I lost to a fuckin lifestyle... Needing to gain control behind hotel room doors... No one ever heard the way my desires poured... Calling out to a friend that wasn't there... As I looked around n seen for myself that no one fuckin cared... It was me that trusted in ways I thought I was good... As mindless acts I allowed had me shook... Resting in cars when money fell short... Disattaching from those who disappeared when I gave everything n more... On the line went signatures that meant nothing at all... As someone else held the one I luv'd which felt like time jus paused... Frustrating the fact that I had no fuckin place to go... Never to believe in metaphorical thrones... I sat with nothing to do for so long by myself n it changed the way I think... N all I'll ever wanted to do wake up from that fucked up dream... For the feel of it drove me to swing back... All on my own I stood up n out the work as time passed... No longer looking in to the past I found my way... Without the lies that relations maintain...

Chatterbox...

Start talking... Watch the convo come to life... Jus say what comes to mind... N watch the mood relate words walking into the curiosity... Lookin intrigued the tone of honesty... Let's hear the choice of thoughts that break free... Rattle a tattle from ur own mindset awaking from a dream... Think n release the tongue on the curves of syllables reaching for day light... What is it that u hide in the shadows wanting to come to life... Loosening the jibs a moment to listen n flow... Can we open up a lil n for once act like we're grown.?.

With no way out...

With everyone that's tryin to be the one who's on your mind... What makes u think I believe it's me u want in your life.?. They're lined up n ready for their turn... I hate to think this way but I've seen it before... As there's to many options for u for me to step outta my lane... N there's jus a piece of me that jus don't wanna be driven insane... I'm too loyal to back out once my heart gets involved... N by the confusion of lust wanting to be luv'd my own emotion doesn't need to be mauled... Eyes wait so lips can cause friction cock blockin what's real... U have a few fans that could or would not want it to be me u feel... As the attention u seek enough if it did come from my direction.?. I don't cater to another moment looking myself in the mirror taking me through another obsession... In a breif period of ur time as the strangers we were we will become again as there's so much tension that surrounds us... So how is it u think u can convince me of the honesty of ur trust.?. I sit back myself looking like everyone else witness to the end coming way to soon... Ur jus a heartbreaker n that's jus the way I see u to tell the truth... U pretend not to like the foolish ways others want to take part in that it is u do... Forgetting ur jus the same as us holding out until once again u come unglued... N I'm only simply tryin to figure out why'd u wanna give it all away for me.?. Or for u for that matter jus to flip sides of reality... Take my place as u ask me the same fuckin shit... As the same tone slides across ur tastebuds to leap from ur lips... Who in the fuck am I to swindle u in jus to tie u down.?. One beat must remain in sync without tryin as the heart is heard by the pulse of sound... Who is it you're supposed to be to me.?. As I can relate to the falling in luv with opened dreams... With hopes of high expectations that lead the way... Remembering that one face etched in to be saved... As we look around to see who's who in the moment of leveled egos easin up... Come with it or don't even step to what would enjoy u way to fuckin much... Those tender ends of nerves ain't so pretty takin in the admiration of others so u can feel the way u do... If I were to believe in u I'd be selfish n want the need of u to believe in me to...

Confirmation...

Single for different depictions missin admission dismissin intuitions... As relations definition of mental dimensions fluctuate with intentions... Lying to the mirrors reflection that fails to mention the feel of luv's deduction... Ambitions redirection turns when the insurrection if self the only protection... Infectious feels of flirtation is a frustration the length time replications attempt to replace the infiltration... Admissions avoid commotion for relations find the demotion curled up with devotion hurting emotion... As the retraction found a reaction to luv self as an attraction felt beyond the addition n subtraction... Actions speak fractions breaking down passions percentage asaif it's a dissatisfaction... Like a discontinuation of emotional confrontational realization... Experimentations finest that cuts deliberation from the simulations emancipation... Exploitation goes to work to find the calculation in the imagination is merely s temporary destination...

Jus taking notes..

Being deaf running from blinded women... Single sounds to be a delusion of empty thoughts from within... Emotional loneliness clutters the mind... Females feeling themselves don't seem to have the time... Men lose control of jaws dropped to the floor... Thirst forbids relations to be explore... Defeated mentally the give throws up hands... Birds fly high as bs has been banned... In the drift with pillows that become cuddlings tightly tucked... There's things in life that shapes lips like wtf... Self indigence of hurt rise before the eyes... Watching the collapse of worth feed in to a pathetic demise... Males ruin chances as there's no individuality breaking free... Females to in to the refusals fade run back to dreams... Bubbles wrapping the feeling of luv behind a stone cold heart... Talking about ex's like everyone's perfect lil work of art... Wanting others to believe they're so fucking different... Like they're better knowing they're scared n won't admit time has been spent on belligerence... Unable to own up to acts that show character in the shallows of depths... Reminding passerbys their list is looking for something more unique with facial expression meant... Solo on the ride where that ache hides... Falling back in luv with self after the effect has rearranged life... In the movement of ripping out their linger of wants... Needs awaken the arrogant display where there's a lack of trust... Wreckonizing friends were never established the way desires rushed the cause... Now looking in to the return of features paused... Motionless with a frustrated demeanor... Tasting tongues speak of immaturities as if letting go has no reason to cross over what's been burnt... Living in solitude wondering without words... Taking a peek around at so many that lurk... Trying to decipher through the thick of skins that put up fake fronts... Seems everyone has forgotten or is afraid of us.!.

On to the next phase...

Resting the mind so thoughts don't get in the way... Relying on emotion to wake up n play...

Leaving the mental aspect of what's needed relations to live at ease... The hearts convinced the thought process to fall back n slow passion to breathe...

Seems times done what it needs to for self to heal... To redefine who it is that once came from within to feel...

Only thing not is who will be more than willing to overcome jus playing the part.?. As my eyes take in the interests we all have before us waiting for a fresh start...

Finding self had come to witness mirrors miss the motion of luv... Entertaining the reflection n strangers who in their own to be touched...

N the only thing to accept is when imma open up n trust someone new... To get to know the individual that rushes through...

Bringing life to the surface so my own smile can chuckle... Using a hands on technique to enjoy the movement of muscles...

As ready had found a way to lift me head to see who's out here in this crazy fucked up world... Jus needed someone like me wanting someone like them to call my girl...

As I'm past resting in the response time it took to diddle me a flow... I wanna remove the air between our bodies as we get close...

For my pain has disappeared for me to have a lil fun... With lips n n fingertips that are the only thing on the run...

Feeling their way across the texture that pleases desires... I jus want someone I actually admire...

One that i can relate to for we crave the same type life... As tongues in such tones never change words in to the form of lies...

Identity theives...

Comin along while things are good... Giving a lil extra feel like they should... Cuddling reality with comfort that changes... As there's no reason to luv as life rearranges... Friends that become passerbys from the strangers they used be... Setting a different kind of feel free... Using emotion to lure the heart in to a trap... Knowing damn well memories made isn't worth their past... Identity theives redirect their time... Losing interest like it ain't shit to fuck with the mind... Helping us forget who we were before they came along... As to feel for an other somehow feels wrong... Knowing they hold who we are in their brutal hands... Squeezing on the differences that broke the descend laid out wanting to bounce from the land... One theif at a time brings us out to redefine the mystery of moving on... They swing by to entertain expressions tweaking features worn... Stealing how life was as we get to living in the after effect of relations dead n gone... Yet once we release the attachments the heart is free to roam n run along... Stealing back the presence of a misplaced mind... Looking back at the world like, hi.!.

!!!

I wanna make u happy without even trying so I can add to that feeling in my own lil version taking motion... Jus to see me in your facial features lit the fuck up jus the same as mixing a potion... Feeling rhytmic pulses tenderize strength in thoughts finely tuned to emotion... I truly wouldn't mind putting away the my trained mindset n drop my guard for a moment to show devotion... Consuming all this lost time that surrounds not only me but u by setting vibes loose for the explosion... Passionate friends only thrive over the attractions that finds comfort in fingerprints going with the flow of lotion... I wanna be that look that cannot resist where from self there'd be no need in deportation... In tact as self I wanna lay silently with u as luv is the protection... With u sinking in to my mind as there is no directions... No corrections... Jus connection... Without limitations... Exclamation exclamation exafuckinclamation!!!

Does Utopia exist.?.

Comin to terms with the discomfort of isolating self... Seems the down time keeps searching for a convo to tell... As the skin yearns to be touched by luv... To open up n give a lil face time to trust... N in the time it took to pull me together I found something I missed... N the feelin of the mood jus tugs at my heart connecting in the middle of a kiss... Passion wrapped around my mind of how it felt to enjoy a friend... Yet, I don't know who would dig in or when... Rounding out within tells me I'm goin to waste... All due to I chose to learn n change a few things as I jus an not the same... Goin more mental as emotion rests without use... In my sanctuary no one's gotten in past interests that never move... I'm caught in my own plan to stay a course... But there's jus one thing that bothers me when I find myself getting bored... I like me to the point I luv I can choose what comes n for in n outta my life... It's jus, I feel like the real me is forced to hide... Following the tongue listen to words written I speak without sound... N it's hard when there's so much to give to lease an others wows... As I fade n time rolls as I'm unable to hear my name... Motionless gestures find still features silenced in mirrors so fuckin tamed... Wondering why it is I stay to myself the way I do... Thinking what it

Is it I'm waiting on willing to see me proof... I'm not in to the flow of what most follow around the clock... My desires click to a more subtle kinda hype... Looking at faces n playing with the thoughts of imagining them sharing a smile... As they change not knowing I've given them a walk through my minds file... In my drift to gather what it is I needed to established I ran in to me asking questions... As I resist the urge to hear a voice up close n personal whispering things in my ear... I realize relations depending on who gets in being the fear... I jus don't want anyone past sexual interactions to bring me to life... As I sit pondering day n night in reasons of why... Knowing damn well there's something in me struggling with the decisions I keep... As my word was trusted not to give in unless I knew for sure it is more than a meet n greet... I've read the fine print if what makes me tick n if I every look up i jus might see it lookin at me... I'm jus in my to contemplating my next best move that is able to live the dream...

From the inside...

How is it I feel.?. Knowing I'm not made of steal... Is it here my truths meet the void... When I'd luv to occupy my time with someone I enjoy... So who is it behind my eyes.?. Making the choices I do jus trying to figure a way outta my mind... Loosening lips to tell a few things that goin unheard... Where's time settle with the comfort of worth.?.  Yet more importantly, am I honest enough to escape.?. To live untamed... Attempting new things until free... What is it that I haven't told anyone about me that only a few had ever heard.?. Even so, what does anyone ever know of pleasures that hurt...

Burying me as I fight for life myself... Who lurks within that cannot resist what makes me tick.?. Finding the curve move to passions twists... Is it I've come to all myself who is it i truly wasn to be.?. Facing my on terms of the individual that is me... What is it about me that would secure the way my will likes what it is witness to.?. N why if I am me do I even talk to myself n jus call a truce.?. Can I not accept the mirrors undisputed act of jus live.?. Flipping diddle after diddle in to sights on every rhyme... Placing pieces of self in motion to create curious interests... Do I need a change or is everything I've become right by me if right now was the end.?.

Come out...

What is it you wanna hear tonight.?. Is there a topic I could touch to come closer than a feeling exposed.?. Ramble me off the top of your head what you've been goin through n I'll relate a vibe through words... As your eyes caress the letters it takes to swim in ur mindset that triggers emotion awoke... Drop a piece of yourself n watch life find a tongue... One heard in ya head that somehow refuses to form in a way the read tells you who you are... As raw n as real has situations at different stages makes even me who it is I am... Written n put on display to extract the bs hidden in depths like no one else knows the complications of an honest heart...

Falling on a beach...

Kick ya shoes off n let's walk the Waters edge... Watch the sun go down as if the horizon is a ledge...  Falling in to a display of stars as we stop for a moment of our own... As you lean in to my arms n cling to the thought of home... We can whisper as you turn in to my chest open to expression shown... Trying to hold on so things don't get outta control... What do you say if we were on our way in to the one thing we all wait to enjoy..?  As I push u in to the water n yell shops ahoy.!. So i can get a head start laundry my azz off... Some real shit that tends to change true comfort shaping luv... Turning myself to see you chasing the one person that'll never leave u behind... Feeling you collide in to me as you leap to me the middle of life... Falling on a beach with no need of a lifeguard to save our lives... Ready to swim with the flow that crashes like waves reaching for us... Rolling for positioning listening to how we ramble coming from what's been hushed... Do you have time to show down for a lil bit n take a stroll.?. Who knows where we'll wind up next moving our ten toes...

Fake no fronts...

Tell me what it is you feel of luv... Where have u been as it is irrelevant to compare the then n now of such... At some point you're gonna havta let go of what it is u allowed... So someone else can do show you where they've been as it doesn't mean shit bcuz they hold you safe n sound... Speak on what it is you believe like has the capabilities of... N simultaneously go with the movement it takes to open up to trust... You cannot go on bashing old luv'rs for it was your choice in characters that you're so fuckin attracted to... Finding the attachments more consuming to the repeated patterns clinging to the same ol lames you decide to roll with... Use your tongue on self n clean the mirror in which you cannot see yourself in as the so called individual wanting to be free... It's a mindset of maturity you fail to realize is the ultimate reward separating dreams from reality... Being able to control your emotions through your mind knowing you chose a life... A way in the direction a path lead you down that concurred your n claimed your time... All bcuz you were weak n figured someone else was worth putting first... Jus let it be known who had the option to choose the thoughts that wound up with you hurting others with words... The same way someone did you for how long as you went inward with the disbelief... Express the motions it took without pointing fingers at anyone else n you to will see your capabilities... Taste life in a different form in which you've been taught to need an other when in fact it is a fuckin want... N you'd do anything to have someone to hold on even if you leap into a fall flat on your face chasing down the absence of the hush...

Faces all look the same after a while... N shapes of bodies become second nature to character worth a smile...

-real life... -real luv...

Tongue tasting pleasures that move to the feel of yes... Followed up with a sound like fuck prior to the yes poppin to the flip of movement given head to enter in to the dimensions of the chest... Oh, fuck yes.!.

Truths of the void...

It's those moments like when you're laying around in bed chilling with them n you happen to look over at them n they've been watching you for some time n all you can do is smile... It's that comfort that resides without words laid up feeling the mood of havening then near as close to knowing they're there making every moment worth the while... -Truths of the void...

What is it.?.

N where would we be if like never found its way beneath the feel of physical attractions.?. As eyes couldn't find a reason to relate the attempt to withstand the differences that climbed the walls losing the interest in interactions... Would I be a piece of meat for u to lose control of hormones a a booty call wortg a moment to pop.?. I need to know what it would be if so when it begins mentally I could tell myself where emotion stops... How is that crave u love with dig in to the feel of curiosity willing to have a lil fun moving without music... Goin with the flow that hardens the mixture of where a moment will wind up without all the after effects causing static... Talk to me prior to getting to know who it is u believe u can or cannot continue to share more than a sexual encounter in the deeps of passion jumping the fuck in... Tongues tater more than textures so the clarification needs to be known as is it visitation or relations.?. Bcuz limits reside to how far we go on a mutual respect to what's to expect in between the sheets n standing upright getting at life... I'd it the hype of having someone to please as pleasure is the return of the climate changing body temps as they grind.?. Or she'll we jus foods out tell each other without a connection the touchy feely good finger grazing isn't needed as wants confuse desires.?. Am I a good time or if they something about me in which I ask that u cling to without becoming a liar.?.

Rosie palms...

There's nothing you can do for me I cannot do for myself... So how is it I'm supposed to open up to you as some sort of help.?. You fail to realize I'm not like the others you've sworn off... I don't need you n want is nothin more than jus another word that pays the cost... I believe in me n one day if I give in to you you'll fail to realize I am a friend... So what is it you want from me before we chalk relations into its end.?. Emotions only get hurt bcuz expectations rise... N there's jus something about the way they feel that seriously twists me inside... I won't do me wrong so why would I allow you to open my heart.?. Speak up bcuz it's fine where it is without that fake azz spark... The only thing I need help with is the attention of bodies collaborating to reach a peak... N statements ain't worth a fuck due to everyone wants to live this fairytale of a dream... There's nothing I need as my wants will get what it is that finds my will... You have no say so in what I do or can have or who I talk to nor do u pay my bills... Luv is selfish n is useless without liking for more than a brief moment of who eyes are fixated on... So there's no fuckin way I'mma let you disturb my norm... The same way you'll leave when your good n ready you can step now... Time is to valuable to deal with passion falling to pain by words released from your mouth... I'm grown n do better on my own as this much I know... As I'm not even interested in hearing the way you moan... Those are jus tools used in a sexual intensity you think you can jus shut the fuck off... Wondering why a mofo will shut down on your half way immature bs like I did wrong... Nah, it ain't goin down bcuz mentally I can feel real shit standing on my own two feet... I won't fight you as my time refuses to change the way I breathe... I enjoy my life the way it is as I wait on someone I simply cannot dispute... Hear me as I spit the fucking truths... That ol fuckery ain't my thing... N jumping from one to the next got old accepting how others can become so mean... Yeah, I've learned how to decipher the way in which one comes close to my comfort... N I'll be damned to give in to you if you ain't what I believe to be worth... Don't fuck with me n I'll leave you to whatever fantasy it is you think you might want... Bcuz if you ain't spent no time alone all you're doin is chasing lusts... I'm no fool n I won't subdue myself in to letting me feel like I ain't no good... All bcuz you have insecurities blaming everyone else as you claim you ain't shook... There's no reason to lie straight faced when you know damn well everything plays out... So sssh, I enjoy listening to the silence that goes without sound...

It's you...

I jus wanna hold you in my arms for about five minutes... So i can show you jus how much you've been missed... As I hold on to you coming to life... I believe I need to feel you as the reason why... As I personally am unable to enjoy an other the way I would you... It's jus me willing to get used to the thought of you being a part of my woos... To wrap my arms around you would define luv on every level as moments come... I crave the compressions of hugs as emotion turns in to the pressure felt with back rubs... On some real shit I hide until you appear before my eyes... In true form n unable to resist my sighs... In luv with you I will fall as there'd be no shattering of worth to piece together... It's you I'd devour in ways home becomes a way of life as we'd be friends n luv'rs... Damn the feeling of you aches due to your absence here with me... In a place I wish when you find me you never wanna leave... In my heart you are felt so I do not know where your are... N that jus leaves me to believe you're in someone else's life n have become to play the part... Played to the fullest awaiting me to change the way life has captured your joy... My luv, without you, there is a void... Waiting patiently to fill a room with the pleasures of heading someone to fall in to... It's my embrace that needs you to land so smooth... Taking you in from this cruel world to keep you safe... Only if you would jus say my name...

Help me...

Sing to my heart with the sound that hides in your tone... Help me feel the witness leaning in to hope... Jus whisper my name in to the air... N emotion needs not be compared... Bring me home to your own thrills telling me the same... I wanna hear the softness of your voice relate... Warning the night that wakes to dreams loosening up... Do me in so my past life has no reason to appear in my mind... Change me the way I listen to you surrender to my reply... Jus come for me in my solitude as life begins... The sensitivity is ready for whatever takes place because the delicacy of your moans... Make me feel with the movement of you very in lips to never again feel alone...

Crushing on the crushes...

A crush is a heartbreak waiting to happen... Getting beneath the touch cripples the mindset laughin... The feeding in brings the joy of reason to self becoming second best... As that one person that drives nerves up the fuckin wall is held within the chest... Mental capabilities explode to show intent on the rise... Like the sunsets that come back up shedding light on the life they possess waking to hi... Lost the passion floats on a high when touched by what defines the rush... They reach in to stroke the sensitivities pulsing a thrust making affectionate luv... N there's no boundaries to the give that opens eyes to flood the mood they ever went astray... Feeling them long before they turn our way n have purpose to why they choose to stay... As stares find stars like sprinkles in the design of the eyes that twinkle mine... All jus before the abandonment that was inevitable due to the grip that squeezes the life outta sight... As if goin blind as they're nowhere to be found... Crushes crumble as moisture that leaks its trail bcuz they got deeper than the norm where we usually keep the clowns...

High tides reside bringng depths to life...

I'mma do more than change ur mindset n interrupt ur time... The issue at hand is u never once had a man step in to ur life... So when it comes to speaking of things u take credit for... Know the individual within craves to have something much more... N It's not that we do not exist jus bcuz ur choice of males lose their feel... We jus ain't out there sliding meat under the pillow as if our cocks are meals... Preferences off differences had never lead u to believe someone like me sits jus the same as u... I can fill in all those lil things that make time worth the feel of not having to be terrified if tomorrow will give grace to us laying side by side... But like u I haven't a clue to who is it u could be for luv to even have ties... Consider opening your options to someone you do not have to fear in which doesn't jus rest on physicality obducted by emotion that feeds the sexual intent... To luv is to like in a similar mindset in which to are more than to invest... Damn, only if you could step down to realize passion holds no limits when maturities dig beneath the under linings of the surface... N we do not believe in someone who needs to be saved bcuz we have found self on purpose... Put the pieces together that you personally divide knowing what it is you wanna feel come to life... As long as you have your end of the situation, I've gotten mine... N it ain't shit to get intertwined within the inner definitions eyes cannot see... So please, your guard is in the way of me speaking with you sittin there feeling incomplete... Breathe n take the fact in that resides so are once in a lifetime never tried but every so often bus hearts can accept sit will be what it will be... Unstrap your mind n jus think of the balance you teeter on in your own way... N notice the pattern the course of actions that have you somewhat lost somewhere mentally feeling on the desires goin g without the relations fame... Having a fan like no other who finds days with smiles without them even being the same fuckin room... We're out her n we're waiting on the flutters move...

In a drunken state of mind...

I found my head in my hands as a mixture of tears fell from my eyes... Knowing it was the alcohol that twisted the fuck outta my mind... Sitting still as thoughts carelessly drifted away with her face... Damn I wish I could go back to that first shot to avoid the sound of her name... Memories flooded my heart as the void caught up to the feel of moving on... It was the first time I dipped I. To see what it was as I jus let loose due to the booze that stirred up the early morn... Happy bday to me dripped from my lip as the absence was unreal... I've healed in my moment to overcome life rollin solo as I slowly peeled... N it's not that I wanted to do it all over again, it's jus, there things in this world we come across that are truly unique in the way they're felt... In my drunken sobriety reality kicked in n the past woke up to nothing being left of the way my heart melts... It was bare to the minimum of need as wants shook off the irrelevance of luv... I sat alone n in the dark listening the silence that surrounded the meaning of hush... It was the liquor pulling on me the way I knew it would for I do not drink bcuz that's where the sorrow tastes the poison engulfing the fuel burning images one at a time... Knowing when I was to awaken it failed n was unable to get to me for I found strength in what's truly mine... As I laughed bcuz it doesn't faze me no more when she crosses the emptiness left to deal with the characters tryin to have a crack at me... I jus laid back n adjusted to the aftermath for it couldn't break me no more as I knew in that split second, I am free...

Lies.!.

Maybe if you weren't immaturea level where you simply can not control your own fuckin emotions someone would be able to sit with you long enough to enjoy life... Or possibly not be home up on someone who isn't coming back any time soon as the release needs to flip from the tips of fingers without birds to find self inside your mind... It could be the way you are on which every way you think you seen to be is jus instructive to others who do the same shit you do as trust is the issue... Finding self as the enemy as fingers reach for blame in the same mirrors that are off set in an others direction as the linings of emotion go boom... Mental breakdown feeling the mind snap back with a chuckle as actions second since shit up... Have you ever thought there's things about yourself others can't deal with bcuz you personally ain't what you say you are behind closed doors fucking up a chance at luv.?. Underling alternate within relations to the true form in which you think you are when we aren't the same as 5-10 yrs ago... Attaching sex to the feel of attractions walking away to hold on a lil longer knowing time alone never moves slow... Pieces within jus refuse to align hearing mouths chatter on the grit n grim of selfishness thinking you're better off n so fuckin different dating fuck happiness... Struggling with affection bcuz old feels cling to patterns walking n talking the identical uselessness... Can you taste the wickedness you spit at if it isn't shit to continue to go on distant from natural intent wanting to come to life.?. Then again, is every one else wanting in to see if the click makes contact with this imagined thing created in the thought process of going solo as u ran to hide... Telling everyone it ain't self that has the problem with luv jus giving in to someone opening up... Wait, this world does cater to lusts so it can't be you fighting off the knots coming undone... Fuck the rush right.?. Another lonely fucking night.!. Talking to self like, fuck my life.!. Goodbye.!. They ain't worth the time... As it is who that decides the level that looks down on everyone you claim is all the hype... Poisoned by pleasure rejecting the image you stare at inin reflections prepped for the moment to be noticed like social is your specialty... Who's the one who's socially deprived bcuz passion turned in to pain that engraved a name in to the change of your own reality... Is it letting go jus wanted to be covered up so time will help you forget about desires at a read end street as you believe there is no one for you... Lies.!. N that's the truth...

The basics of enough...

Did u think i wanted to leave u there.?. At the bottom with no true friends to help u stand back up...
Let's talk about luv n the way I felt in my heart as u were worth every fuckin blow... Jus to try to get through to u in a way that it was me u could trust...
As u pushed me away to save me from the choices u went with... Somewhere without me wanting to help u get back to the basics we all need so much...
It wasn't my intent to hurt u the way u have me as I had to back off bcuz the twist gutted me open n poured me the fuck out... Losing my friend that will never return to me the way she did before u got hooked to the rush...
Feeling a different kinda way sitting solo in the middle of life as it was what u decided was best for u...
Chasing ur pain as I was made to believe I was forgotten by the texture of laying flush...
Oh how desires talked to passions as the confusion settled in beneath tones... Reconstructing conversations until tongues were afraid to speak of even the lusts that grew...
The turn shook me loose in my own mindset in which I thought I was free... As for some time no other could come close to ever receiving what it was I attempted to give to u with purpose promising u the depths of use...
N it seems life has redirected the mingle of what to look for on the next go around... Finding the same type of person that pushed me away as the same person that's so hard to find due to everyone is constantly on the move...
I never wanted to be forced to let go of u the way I needed to... Relations were there n refused by the torture wedged as u purposely caused by calling a dragged out truce...
Making me believe the emotion got lost somewhere along the way... Knowing ur eyes told me when u said it was over u weren't telling the truth...
U see i know u n I got to know who it is u don't see in the mirror due to u spinning on those fuckin crazy legs running... As it took a while to decipher through all the clues...
Jus to allow u to say what it is u did as i kept coming for the endless mood...
U truly don't know what you've done but it's cool bcuz I now know from my end of getting it in, were through...
As days have healed the defamation within the character that jus wanted to live... Thinking of what to do without u things will not receive what the heart wanted the most within the woos...
Gone u went n strayed n I craved my way back to the basics of who it is I am... U flipped the switch I thought was set to on n that lil light went boom...
Lights out... No sound...
No connection... Jus lonely reflections...
Dismissed by signatures that were willing to sign off on freedom... Leaving us to die alone calming the hardships u caused by tossing me the blues...
But at least I know who came to life before my eyes prior to the alternations that fucked everything up... The decisions u made over a life with me showed me who's who...
N what meant what to the individual that was to weak to stand up n say enough is enough... Our friendship was put on hold for as one once again separated back in to two...
Yrs of satisfaction are to go unmade as U n I both realize it wasn't me that dug graves... It was ur actions that told on u n gave me more than enough proof...
Strangers is the way the deepest shit rests til the end... Keeping intent to self as words are to be hushed...
Knowing we were envied bcuz we had the magic it took to live to the fullest... There was jus a lil something that got in the way in which the cling broke away from the one that shared what was...
Thoughts off... I've paid the cost...
Mine is mine... I'm jus fine...

Sweet nothings want to play...

Lemme spit a lick in to your left ear... Jus whisper u into the mood... Fuckin with a vulgar display of tongues... I jus wanna feel the way u move... As my breath reaches for ur neck... Sending chills fun it spine... As lips touch ur lobe... In luv with the way I get to claim u as mine... There's no need in being shy... I'm jus the same u... Eyes fixated on what they cannot turn away from... Jus wanting to work u loose... Findin sexual fluctuations freaky AF... I'm true form out n in the open... Running away with ur sighs... Playfulness doin the hoping... Listen to the heat finds sound in my tone... Transforming ur hormones into a river of luv... As close as kisses can feel ur best wanting to live... Standing before u goin with the flow the rush... Softly spoken n dirty as I can taste u need me... There's jus something about the thought of u that strikes a nerve... Hear me tell u where it is I wanna begin... n jus eat back n let it happen again n again...

If it is to ever last...

Interest in characters awaken the mind... In luv with individuals unable to hide... Digging in deep into thoughts that give depths to personalities... Able to come from within in true form with availability... Unique in their own jus living n staying outta there way... The rare ones have no need in fitting in the silliness tasting name after name... As emotion steps aside for reason to capture the hearts true intent... Looking beneath the surface of vanity to realize who's who for passion awaits to be spent... Mature n playful all in the same motion to show the temptation had found a friend... Relations come in all forms as desires are willing to invest... Knowing sexuality is only one version of a connection ready to soothe... Reaching for honesty to accept the feel of luv that cannot lose...

Wrong turns...

From the inside looking out faces form different expressions that don't tell the whole truth... Hesitance lies on what the heart wants the most as trust finds limits as no one's allowed to intrude... Outsiders look in to have a peek while their own acceptance resides behind borders afraid to luv... Creeping up on age feeling lost on an honest tongue is created by s basic mindset thinking there's a need in the rush... Silly thoughts come from mouths spewing versions of others claiming change would be best falling for the same ol bs... Beneath the thin skin where self takes in another type of beauty while fear lusts on tones that sit upon lips... To be tasted before friends mount relations yet emotion steps in the way to pulsate premature feelings rubbed raw... So to retract is the only known gesture moving with birds set on fuckin repeat due to no one gets to know an others flaws... Finally stepping in to the fall back position in tuned with the resentment we brought on ourselves... Resting fingers that no longer point at anything other than mirrors as there is no other help... Patterns must be broke to identify in true form of an individual who is in the mood to live... Trouble is who's pretending to be real n who can show it n never have be missed... At the mental game behind to rattle nerves that jus wanna feel a lil something witness to eyes watching motion... Sitting on the teeter totter needing a playmate to come along n alert the meeting of devotion...

One more change...

Follow me in to a different version of life... With a better mind set so relations can enjoy the hype... Trickling into a moment where u can actually see me for who I am... Knowin i ain't goin a fucking place without u holding hands... Drift with the thought that brings ur nights to life... As days can't wait to enjoy the hype... Falling in to the bed with me jus the way I am... Feeling the soothe of a tender pair of hands... Tap out of the reality u know n join me getting at life... Finding friends well past the feeling of the hype... As the digging in to know who it is u are is to know me in which way I am... Not once flipping emotion from a state of mind that makes fists of hands... There's something greater if u care to share with me ur life... In our own glitch away from the same ol same known as the hype... I have one more change if ur interested in the man I am... Bcuz to be honest, I'd absolutely luv to feel a real woman's hands...

Moraless...

Fuckin tongues should quiet the noise of the heard... Playing follow the leader tasting someone else's words... Mindless intuitions aimed carelessly as long as shit is good... It's a fucked up mood to move to knocking on wood... Praying to invisible creatures made up by the same leaders to control the misplaced individuals... Living in a state of mind where no one's ever happy as expressions lie about being utterly miserable... N it can go on n on but others might think I'm judging when in actually I'm trying to catch their blindside goin without that one thing that wakes them up... We were born to die as different versions from story time uses us to accomplish the legal agenda as there's no longer any morals in luv... Fuck u.!. Truce...

The one...

I don't want it unless it brings us both to life... N there's only one woman that's ever brought me out of my mind... No matter the relations I've had with others no one else has gotten in... So until I feel it again there's nothing goin on within... I don't have anything to give half heartedly... If it doesn't spark it doesn't work momentarily... I'd jus the facts that play out... I have no use for someone who's gonna reach in n take away the tenderness... As false actions will make me defend her less... As I know the feeling of the joy bcuz I looked it in the fuckin eyes... N shit have been the same since I've went n lost my mind... One taste is all it took to come out n play... But it was the realistic shit I've ever known til this day... Raw n uncut, willin to do whatever it takes... In a sense of I can't do without u as names remain the same... Spoken with a tongue that speaks of no other the way we become flush... It's the need that clings the walls of the heart leaving claw marks if ever the day came to walk away from luv... If i cannot turn away is the only thing I'll ever want.. goin from single to let's get it n did into trust... There's no point in acting out old relations that keep emotion at bay... If imma do it it's gonna havta hey lost with my in the rain... So better days know a friend is what I hold... One so dear to my own desires passion explodes in drawn out moans... Tempting me to do more than I can possibly do to give what it is I can to see her smile... With a luv so pure time would seen to go back n awaken the inner child... To enjoy the fact that she stands before me unable to look away... Nah, I don't have any interest in anything less than what can be tamed... Yet free to live in a natural state of happiness... To me the connectivity would be the finest test... To see who it is I've become stepping away from the mirrors reflection... As truths accept n have learned from old lessons... Ready to live for once in her irrefutable ways... There's a type I like n n she's the kind that is self fuckin made...

It's strange...

I've gotten so used to being alone the act of luv'd ones in motion near me is a look awkward in it's own rotation... Alone was the feel I had goin through life somewhat lost to the old norm now back that can never be imitated nor infiltrated... When everything changed before my eyes I wound up confused n disoriented waking by myself... As disturbed left me hidden behind my eyes scared to reach out n feel something real enough to realize I needed help... Wanting to do it as a solo act I forgot I human on a trio that led me to the bottom of life's lil journey... N to be in the presence of family I've again as if nothing ever happened introduced me to why I was even hurting... But I needed a moment to correct a few things choices ran away with... As fitting in is an acceptance knowing we all have flaws when dealing with some straight up bullshit...

What is a woman.?.

How can a man miss the feel of a woman when he's never felt one on a regular in his life.?. As those that have came n gone only resemble the figure n n the way it moves so rapidly through the mind... It's hard to relate to what a woman is when relations have had the opportunity to feel in deep in depths... With the mystery still yet to be seen time laughs as the emptiness in the other side of the bed... Where's the wonder to wander when a thought winds up to be the single mindset dreaming of the need wanted.?. Finding every round about circle back to self as if wasted movements that retract n day away from the loveless... How can eyes witness women from a far yet never up close n personalized when touch drifts with space.?. Watching them walk away thinking that queen b shit that's so over rated stretched across their face... Who's hope is it to late have that refuse to ease the tension as the body aches... Fake females are more than none to drive a make completely insane... So what's the deal when behind event lines when steps were thought to be for the better as friends.?. N why is it fronts are put on to linger with the long term effect of never finding something real.?. When bitches are happy to be jus that as emotions are pealed... It's unreal due to the fact that boys are craved over created men willing to do the distance... Not knowing what a true woman is as girls all there is to be found as they're so fuckin defiant... Causing the chaos that tends to mistreat what not change in to what they see for for a man to be... When all we want is a lil lady to set herself free from the goofiness n live free...

Fuck u to...

Throw me a bird n watch me catch that shit... Flip in back atcha n dare u to bring it the fuck on... Playfully tempting u to match me pointing fingers to the sky... With a set of grins that wear metaphorical horns... Digging in to the feel of where in the fuck gestures truly goes... With two middle strokes stretched high, watcha wanna do.?. Are ya jus making finger pupoets for me to get close.?. Bcuz mine is bigger than what ur used to... Toss em up so I can tell how u feel... Let em fly for it's the only way to catch my eye... Lemme witness the way they soar so high... Bcuz I need a couple flipped upward that can spring an attitude from the heart to the mind... On the loose not fazed by this worlds bs... Press ur lips to em n release what u truly think... Turn me the fuck on with ur individuality... Giving a lil extra umpfh to the way u slap a cheek... Kiss it n fuck off... Expressing u ain't down for nothing that has no proof... Unravel the roll that tips off in a stance... Fuck u to...

Changing the changes of the changed change...

The unwanted feel of being picked apart... Resisting the mental depression of the heart... Without like luv seems not to exist... There's no loosening up within the creases of the ribs... Tucked in the corners of the smile lays the thief... Leaving self to reside in the termiol of belief... Making passion roll from the tongues tone... That changes with the moment of knowing one of two people would rather be alone... Rushing in to run the fuck back out... Once the getting is good set upon lips as word of mouth... Friends turn in the unrecognizable face that is suppose to care... Making relations more than unreasonably unfair... Refusing the emotion spent as truths linger until the time comes to expose the end... Wondering where in the fuck they went... The mind curls up with the images the twist memories loose... Trapped in nights that never seem to move... Lifeless acts of chatter contemplate versions of character coming to life... Finding there's nowhere to hide... Lonely as self has been forgotten putting someone else first... N they can't even acknowledge it takes two to hurt... One in the same with the jollies that came along n changed every aspect clinging on... Redirecting the norm... Going solo jus to clear thoughts no one tends to give a blabbering fuck of... Missing the tenderness of their touch... Unwilling to cater to the attention of someone new... For losing is the resentment of a fool... As the change of mind rounds out to claim respect... Living in a mindset as if they're dead...

Pardon me...

I wanna lie to u if I could... Wind up a side thought of what needs to be done, misunderstood... Jus bury myself in ur heart that way u never fall in luv with me... Think of me as a waste of a daydream... That way I don't ever havta underestimate the size of ur ego... N truths of how u truly feel come out to play sooner than dragging out the end extra slow... Cut to the chase of no matter what I say ur not tryin to hear it... Like I lost the friendship it took to get to know u through all the unnecessary bs... Lemme fall in the rankings of favorites so I can go on with my life... Bcuz immaturities are the same fuckin thing as sharpened knives... Let's jus pretend we care until the feel rubs off... While the fun only lasts as long as unknown flaws... Ones that rule on a judging like either of us are better than the other... Wrapped up in the middle of lusts fuckin as if wild luv'rs... I don't wanna wait so come on n get the show on the road... I'm already on my way home... Without u by my side to cause chaos in the way I live... Disturbing my own standards of how hard times I do not wanna relive... Jus leave me to myself... I don't need ur kinda help... Moving like u have no motivation... Interested in self is the best form if masterbation... I ain't on the fuckery that comes to mind when I see ur face... There's more than one way to hate... N I'm good due to I've been in that situation before... I do not want to be left wanting more... There's no use in relations keeping score under the belt... We both know if it ain't the mirror no image is getting felt... Ur beautifully disturbed by ur own thought process as we sound off n jus let it all out now... Tell me about all the things u do not appreciate out loud... Be rude n unreasonably defying to the odds I have no business fuckin with... Then turn n kiss me with the same fuckin set of lips... Aging like nothin ever cut wounds that can't seem too heal... Slit open back to back by the way u dig in to the way I feel... Thinking I'm different in ur eyes is a mere thought that excludes happiness from my name... Taste it n always remember it'll eventually change flavors as tongues place blame... Please, bring me more pain so I too can feel like u... Make it impossible to luv u as u attempt to play me for a fool... I'm willing for a go around if I can touch ur body jus once... That way u can talk shit about the intimate moments like u didn't enjoy the way u were touched... Then twist reality to best describe a version that suites ur mindset... As fucked up as u can spin webs to capture my hesitance... Dive the fuck in n get to the point... My patience is missing the void... The one where u promise things u do not mean... Jus bcuz u luv it when u have control of the way I breathe... I'll feed in for a while to see if u notice I'm not on the dumb shit... As long as u bend it on over n feel me grabbing a banging on ur hips... Fucking u the way ur gonna wind up losing interest in the chase... The moment only lasts as long as respect gets erased... Join me in a faze that shows everyone how excited we are to have found someone worth the thrill... N die inside like we have no chill... Forcing each other to run away from what couldn't been there greatest story known... With minds blown... Creating devistation others will have to deal with in yrs to come... Fuck it, let's fall in luv... Forgetting the mental aspect of life n how we ain't gotta destroy one an other... Pushing the memory to remind us of how our bodies once hovered...