the freak that leaks...

facts upon the tongue of what the night could become...
yet it's gonna take some interest for something worth feeling to be a witness...
touching places that's gone unfelt by more than hands of self...
feel me as i feel u n free the freak willing to be used as the ultimate need...
tones whispering naughty shit as they sit for u to suck from my lips...
pleasure with no one other than u too find me catering to every thought put to use...
nasty as u can ever think it i'm the one as bodies close in to partake in the luv...
coming from a place from within me that will never die jus bcuz ur in my sights...
bared naked fro the eyes to be drawn in to with such movements lusts act sexually in to it...'
covered in sweat from the exhaustion as heavy breaths taken dig for stamina slightly pausin...
talkin from true intent of what we wanna do to each other as friend s that became luv'rs...
committed to what it takes to gets u goin n deliver what u seek in what it is we'd be doin...
takin turns to develop movement as situations contribute to the serge of temptations...

the do not of don't...

jus do not leave me alone with the isolation within my thoughts... please don't remind me of a place that took my life as emotions got lost... i do not need the mental reconstruction for it lead me here... don't become everyone else n pretend to claim u actually fuckin care with tears... i do not need to silence to surround my mind... u don't know what it's like to tare down old lives... do not turn on me if ur say ur luv is as real as we stand eye to eye... i don't wanna endure another loss written within a new version of a rhyme... i've had enough of they way it was so do not fail me please... i don't have it in me to return to the darkness behind closed doors as my worth flees... do not be someone u cannot step up n be... u don't havta put on a front to receive me... i do not ask for much as u will learn as this goes... jus don't become a stranger once we've shared a home...

waiting on u...

i know ur there... i can feel u... as lost as i a'm waiting... wanting to find what make u move... as life comes from within... i know for the feeling is real... there's a depth calling to the feel... hoping we can come close enough to be... loosening the grips of needs that bleed... i know u exist... lingering in the sway of interests... ur out there but i don't know where... nor how to find u to show u someone cares... ur felt... within self... wanted in life... craved beyond words that confide... beneath the same stars we see... tasting the same air we breathe... ur somewhere jus outta reach... i believe therefor u can join me here in reality... gathering unused memories to live... releasing the grips of fists... to create an us for once... ready n willing to fall in luv... i know ur patience is wearing thin... but don't give in... i haven't given up to see the sights of u... so to the question we can call a truce... able to do more than survive in exposed depths... my friend i cannot wait to hold u as we have not met... but i know this desire will know ur face... as passion in ur eyes is laced with flames... burning the seams that tie us to out past... wondering of others that never seem to last... i know u... n u know me too...

looking for self...

the road to nowhere is to follow an other... sidetracked n looking for self in the eyes of a luv'r... somewhere is within where self resides... not loosened to the feel of worth in lies... as the return to who one is is a piece of mind... one that got lost along the way of ties... finding paths n dirt roads that lead the empty heart... wanting more than the feel of a simply kick start... hearing lips chatter things we wanna hear... to have comfort come as close as near... on the run away from the norm is jus a drift... believing in something new catering to dreams that insist... when home is a stationary presence within... coming out as individual to live where the body is... as the pave of roads n alleyways are the scattering of thoughts... lost in a sense of feeling to who one doesn't know of the flaw... chasing new memories as if the wind will blow jus right... falling beneath the shelter from the wind late at night... elsewhere from the origins of what's always been known... wanting a place to become whole so reason can unfold... in a safe zone out there in the distance far away... digging up roots to bury new seeds with an other hoping to be saved... yet there is no one who can complete the ends that makes the friend inside... but that's only to be seen by truly getting out n living life... forgetting old ways that cannot comprehend the desire in the horizon... waiting on true form to awaken to the defining silence...

one too many times..

having to wait on someone new is enough of the wait to havta repeat it with patience one to many times over n again with expressions that change upon the face... the heart doesn't wanna luv multiple luv'rs jus to have to start from scratch every time it gets comfy enough to believe in someone claiming to be self's truest escape... as even the feel of relations loses the eagerness to continue to take the time to get to know someone new once the pain wears off after a few drifters have left a mark... rebounds ain't the same as curiosities settle on the belief that they're all the same due to the identification of words that turn into remarks... it's jus not the same looking at a set of eyes that aren't gonna be around long enough to remember the pattern within the colors that show differences in stares that all resemble one an other... looking past the moment of alone is yet someone else wanting self to believe in the same ol promises as the last one that was the identical fool as the prior so called friend lying about forever... there come a point where being lonely is more than worth a life without the chaos caused by expectations being let down as if nothing ever meant shit to no one but the image in the mirror... so the ride or die is seen as a twist to get passion to feed into the shallowness until the separation is to consume desires left to ridicule choices jus craving happiness to be scorn... for it's all some know dealing with the stragglers that walk in n outta peoples lives pretending to care about anything other than selfish needs... as wisdom gains control of the mind to correct the mindset so sighs can eventually wanna hear the way mimes breathe... watching the clowns attempt to laugh their way in without any true content in actions before reason is ever given to the hope they demand is real... speculations of who they think we are is their way to manipulate standards to their benefit to seal the deal... as attachments are through sexual lusts to gain a piece of depths that already know of the ins n outs of premeditated foes... playing games gets old as features switch hitters in the middle of what's said to be the makings of freedom as self gets trapped within conditions desperate to redefine the location of home...

the pulse...

lounging in arms made for comfort to unfold... loosening vibes reach for nerves for emotion to hold... laying with the sound of the beat as the head rests on the chest... falling to sleep is the ease of what's confessed... luv opens to the will of a friend descending in... escaping a world in which they've already been... with the feel of compassion that intertwines limbs jus hanging on... unwilling to move for the find was to long to consume the tenderness of inspirational chords... luv'rs simply lay without the movement of fantasies to become something more... felt deep with the touch of skin on skin as if pain has been removed to heal what's been torn... instantly gratifying to the satisfaction of heartbeats that thump... coexisting with the rhythm that syncs to sound silenced by the hush... jus to listen to the life within come to terms with who has been found... all in the moment it takes to accept words have no better meaning if not heard in whispers from thy mouth...

as the sun came near...

looking out upon the water as the sun comes from where it's been...up before daylight even thinks to touch ur skin... as we await an horizon made by a morning as we move in close... standing as high as a balcony can give sights to roam... feeling life come from within as if felt as one in the same... eyes reflect daybreak nearing the shapes of our face... as the breeze pushes linens to reach the skin in which we reside... the moment is to cater to as the memory is worth a comforting sigh... together in a breath exhaled with a piece of mind taking in the skies design... forever in our lifetime to be remembered as do u recall that one time... being held so still as the night ran from the display painted for us to witness... moving slowly as the friendship shared strengthened in heights so defenseless... staring out over the mirror like ocean giving a thought reason to be the view... damn near motionless as if time doesn't exist in the colors silently move... feeling the waves through sound create the illusion of infinity wrapped up in arms... crashing onto the beach as if the beauty was lunging for our hearts... jus to pull from the shore to do it again like it knew we were at peace with remaining flush... the scenery was something to enjoy with u to begin another chance at luv... in the open air smelling the edge of our reality focus on depths beneath the surface... as the mind emptied to make room for a kiss that will forever be defined as us...

rambling in the dark...

i don't know what i wanna say tonight... it feels like words have no meaning to the way i'd wanna live my life... having that one person i cannot wait to see day in night out seems like jus a thought... as i jus ain't seen for who i am with emotions wanting to get lost... it's as if i havta hide n i don't know why... lost in a sense behind closed doors bcuz others refuse to try... damn this room that has no sound... thoughts are scattered n distant from the willingness to be found... it's jus the silence here that plays with the mind... n it doesn't wanna loosen up to the darkness that's consumed the light... i have no feeling for emotion isn't in to the same ol shit... at it's ends with the whole alone bullshit... going over different ways to come to terms with the void...knowing it's a choice to live in solitude until relations can be enjoyed... yet that isn't the true case of the nature that resists any definition laying alone... i think i'm jus fed up with how everyone tends to claim to be different but act the same as accordingly as shown... turned off by the replications seen by the eyes of patterns repeating an unwanted norm... n if i venture out i'll be once again labeled as a whore... finding someone worth the wait look at me like the rest so the attempt jus fades... knowing damn well i could give a fuck less of what someone else thinks of me trying to enjoy a gain... tucked behind walls as life goes on on the other side where chaotic minds are waiting to treat me like i ain't shit for doin me... so i jus ramble on without a care to relieve the pressure in my head that reflects how i come together at the seams... somewhat goin without a cause or even to waste here in the middle of the real world... one that cannot see me afraid to surface without the conditions of individuals evolving from boys n girls... in my isolation i drift away as if there's someone who takes notice why i remain by myself... quietly craving the texture of skin to lay upon me as an enjoyments as our hearts figuratively melt... even tough there's other topics that cling to this cave i dwell within... wanting a conversation for the tone of it to gather a lifestyle n stat for a while to see what becomes of grins... falling into dreams where morning awaits the truths of muted moans... creating a place that will always accept the luv shared we call home... but who is it with so many scenarios n version to be considered as the one i cannot go without.?. if it ain't who they decide as friends it's their own ken i don't wanna be around... for i have comforts n shallowness isn't a characteristic i wanna subject myself to... nor weak minded people who feel more than they have a thought process where not everything is what it seems as they aren't able to get past the barriers to be put to use... depths is what i insist to connect with as attractions jus isn't the outer shell... if ones hasn't dug within themselves i cannot dig for them to find they don't know who they are as desires are demanded to be spilled... n i don't ask for much but some things i know i do not do well with... so this piece is jus one of those things where lips wish they could be pressed against a mimes kiss...

Up front...

There's no need to see a battle before us, nor sneaking up from behind.... Be real n u jus might find a friend within me wanting to partake in ur life... Faces need not change as eyes can adjust jus once to the feel of the void... Knowing time is not a waste due to the truth that represents our poise... Coming to terms created by a friendship like no other to relate... Carving names in the heart for the mind to remember that we are safe... Life needs not complications of yet another foe hidden in depths allowed to corrupt intent... But a mate in return wanting the desire that has been felt as an absence...

who am i to u.?.

i'd jus like to know what u see when u seem to witness me... n how i come across ur mind as a thought crawling through ur dreams... or am i even an image that's found its way in to ur life.?. being no one but a sight that ur eyes jus happen to look upon without a rise... jus to know how ur emotion gets stirred no matter which way ur heart sees fit... whether it be merely a drift as u walk on by or a curiosity upon ut lips... there's jus some things questions seek to reason with what angle is to be taken... is friends a matter of comfort in the presence of why others have been mistaken.?. i'm jus asking to confirm what it is u seek in my direction if u ever stepped up to consider me a piece of ur own limits... as it's in or outta bounds as ur circle is for u to decide how to live with... am i seen or overlooked due to some other attraction u feel the need to confide.?. to hear it from ur own mouth would be much appreciated if you'd reply... times getting away from the opportunity that awaits memories in the making if i am of any interest to the likes of u... n all it's gonna take is ur voice to carry ur words to my ears listening to what it is i should do... all i wonder is if you've ever come to my face as a lingering opponent... do i strike u as an equal component to ur lifestyle or a passerby ur willing to part with.?.

unable to have my life...

the life i wanted is not mine to have...

as others enjoy the thrills n it drives me mad...

putting so much into relations n having nothing to gain...

there's jus an empty bed missing the comfort of luv's fame..

i notice eyes trying to catch a stare but i cannot feel a connect...

for it's a lifestyle i await that some obtain that my patience is blessed...

i witness the will to be a part of someone else's life so easily but it's never mine..

i sit in silence n have damn near given up on the thought on the reasons of why...

losing the crave i once possessed to cater to the emotion felt to give...

taking a gander at the true worth in couples able to as friends live...

in their happy place that resembles what it is i thought i be a part of...

yet the feel isn't nowhere in the room as not one face remains to prove spoken trusts...

never to go without the comfort that resides in the depths lingering through touch...

as the skin has forgotten how what it's like to have fingertips loosen the nerves clutch...

releasing the fire to light up the replication to the hearts calling...

there's even so many who throw away a good one as if it's their life pausing...

when there's people like me who cannot find a sigh to last long enough to create memories...

jus to look into the past n reflect on what ifs that never satisfy positivities...

thinking what makes everyone else so fucking special to capture an others intent...

laying at night with a bit of confusion to awakens the mind for a all nighter spent...

wondering where my luv could be...

n what would they say if they knew i was free.?.

missing the presence...

i miss the way a woman feels... tucked in tight yet felt so soft... the comfort leaves sighs wanting to get close... but the mind reminds the heart of who is it to reason with similarities to fall... goin beneath the texture where emotion is allowed to surface... believing in a friend... trusting in moments laid up they are content with the truth... honestly never wanting it to end... finding passion even in the way finger touch the skin... leaning in to kiss someone that'll remain with good intent... allowing the body to enjoy the pleasure of being cuddled up... giving even when asleep time well spent... to awaken to an arm reaching for what it refuses to go without... living everyday with that on person... clicking n having the same desires to give a lil more then the day before... bcuz they're worth the luv... liked as the soothing pushes away the air in between the existence of becoming flush... as i remember the feeling of getting use to an other willing to dig in... though i've never once had a true reason in the return to keep it goin... so i sit n cling to the thought that maybe it's jus not for me... as it twists the laughter comin from the shape of my grin... i miss the female physic pressed against my nerves... wrapped around the curves to show i ain't goin nowhere without her by my side... sharing space for a better friendship to intensify relation the way two are to come together... so i jus wait to see for myself if there's one out there thinking i could be who on her mind... riding the merry go round goin up n down with the interest that fades into lonely nights... dreaming of how life insists on the finding of an other looking to be claimed... getting to know the entanglement that occurs in the pretzel position... us wanting to hear whispers to crawl across the pillow n say my name...

caring is damned...

they don't care to take interest in anyone other than self... they're waiting on someone to come along who doesn't exist... so it affects others as the feeling of rejection continues to plague the tingle in hearts... digging deep to the wonders why self isn't good enough to feel the air shared upon their lips... there's jus no wanting someone other than a certain type that ain't shit... always blaming others for drowning in the shallows of an others depths... knowing all they need to do is stand up n be real for once so life can be enjoyed... yet they cling to the disappointments of fools putting them on display... as the world watches them luv the feeling of pain for it's the only thing they come to know unable to fill a void... as they cannot understand why everyone that catches their eye fails to comply to a lifetime commitment... giving up on emotion as the friendships are never there due to like is never established... allowing the frustration change their own character becoming distance with hope that loses faith... for even the mirror is blind to trying to luv a stranger who does the same shit to them as they do to others as it's a cycle of games taring away reasons to create happiness... then the walls don't sound the same as echos reach out beyond the day in day out as truths reach ears for a savor they know damn well isn't gonna come... looking in the wrong direction for anyone as no one will do bcuz they don't fit the silhouette they keep... fucking over the ones that try to be the missing link willing to correct the mindset damn near ruined... they fade n blame everyone hiding behind self unwilling to admit they jus want something made from dreams... leaving reality on the other side of a locked door as social media becomes a source of comfort... feeding on the attention yet still dying inside without the texture of a bodies feel... stealing interest away from others who deserve the recognition jus wanting a reality based mate... n it goes on n on with wasted time staring at meaningless likes hearts n wows never giving thought to the actual thought of wanting to be touched is unreal... they could care less to cater to who isn't like who fucked them over behind their lies... bcuz if tongues were to loosen it's what they've come to know that transformed worth into the absence of acting grown... afraid of a change that would open them back up n show them a different outcome if given a moment to be... as it is who they've become in their head they cannot do away with claiming it's easier to be alone...

it was me...

in i go to lift this feel that's taken over me... to correct me from turning in to what must leave... having enough of how i cannot shale the condition of the mind... knowing i jus need to get out n enjoy my time... to reverse this solitude that's taken control of my life... somehow i allowed it to consume me where i hide... it's gotta be pull from within her n now... now that i finally realize what it is that i've found... the weakness that's plagued my heart isn't the lack of luv... it's being alone too much as my heart cannot feel the reach of a friendly touch... as it isn't relations that bother me... nor people that tend to go with the same ol flow of silly things... it's me that i have come to not trust... the one that's supposed to have my back when all else fails as i'm supposed to be the clutch... so i gotta dig n find a way to rearrange the way i live... in a different state of mind where i can actually enjoy the bliss... for the truth jus came outta nowhere as i ease the fuck up... as if a weight has been lifted from my very own hush.. i was twisted within as i couldn't pinpoint what was wrong with me... i had forgotten what it's truly like to get out n do something other than sit around n leak... telling tales of scenarios n angles through words that captivates my depths... n all i need to do to change it is to see what's next... with no burdens to concur the inner makings of who it is i am... i defeated myself by not taking a stand... giving in to the silence that has drove me insane... yet i caught it n i intend to feel the reason i escape... to return to the real world with one smile that will never fade.... i too wanna see more of life n recreate what's been tamed... for me as it no longer feels as if i am crippled be the confusion i've caused... though opening this new door will help me take my finger off of the pause... to join in on what i have missed out on for so long... as the drift wound me up with a better outlook so i too can belong... it dawned on me that it was me the whole time... n for the life of me i do not know why...

so i'm never homeless again...

where is home if we were ever to unite.?. i've lost everything including the shelter that opened my mind... there's no worse feeling than not having a place to go... so think of me as u wish bcuz i refuse to give what i have built on my own... so where will we end up if we get as far as not wanting to go without.?. there's considerations to the advancement of relations that need to be found... i don't wanna wind up having to rebuild again bcuz u couldn't figure out a way to know what u want before we got goin.. moving in is a tender zone n it's gonna take more than comfort to join forces to what we're doin... you'd understand that better if u had to wonder within stares lookin at the stars sitting in ur car... with the emptiness running down ur face bcuz a friend let u go all in n failed to mean what was felt in the heart... the pain of a loss is different when there's nothing but clothes to move on... financially wrecked as life loses it's feel to smile as emotion is fully torn.. ripped from the foundation built to gain an enemy og all things jus giving ur best... so where are we headed if we choose to invest.?. the playing field switches once boundaries are crossed... so how are u gonna respond to me being ok with living on my own until i believe home is not a loss... to relocate into someone else's world to live as a guest is not my thing... i had nothing n put in the work so i'm never homeless again as long as i am able to breathe... think if u will from my angle n add some shit up... bcuz there's more to interest than the fact that we can fall in luv... it wears off unless we're the fortunate ones to be willing to hold on... as even that has an expiration if what's lost is the friendship to be returned to a stranger status jus after another of war...

earn it...

the way u see luv i see pain... it's my eyes that have seen a different version with no gain... as u wish to to have the chance to feel me close as to get under my skin... as i jus want a friend that ain't so emotionally incapable to think without i luv you's flung from lips... n i hear u plead ur case bcuz u believe in unconditional hope that neither of us will ever leave... yet u fail to realize that jus opens me up to do as u please as it will go to far forcing me to flee... i've been on the overflow leaking out as the past floated away with the same promises u throw at me... spoken as if ur different when we're all the same unless u can correct ur train of thought of a wasted kinda free... loosening u up so what it is u seek can accept ur conditions slowly coming in to focus... as it's an individual that proves the heart isn't wrong as the decision to mingle doesn't wind up hopeless... for the moments it takes to confide is not an overnight party in the chest catching feeling that hold no ground... u see an opportunity without even knowing me as i'm witness to yet another loose mouth... tempting the pulse to awaken n race u to who luv's the other the most... even though i do more than visualize what could be if we were to rock the boat... lookin at angles unseen by those who haven't adjusted to tha pain merely covered by an other... n i ain't ready to be the next one of ur influenced luv'rs...i come with the experience to think as actions present themselves one at a time... n the judgement call is mine of who is allowed to enter my life... not that i'm special in any way... it's jus i cannot take one more blow that steals a friendship on the rise away... to sit inside myself once again n contemplate why i continue to do the same shit... so relate to me if u can find the content before i can touch u as desires become crisp... i don't have it in me to reside only in luv... falling from who i am to please ur wants of me as i'm spun... mind losing control before ur eyes bcuz the rush wasn't patient enough to gain the trust two should share... i could care less if u do not wish to evolve into an adult so selfishness has no room to end in a tare...

unable to see self...

being over emotional is a turn off to real men... females tend to use it as a trigger to act out n vent... thinking it is ok to force their way upon his face... believing he's no good when he doesn't give in to the blame... if women could only ease up n try to be a friend first... it be great in a mans eyes to actually witness her as a quenching thirst...needless to say most times it's the heart that goes uncontrolled... creating a situation where the mental aspect takes off due to it's more comfortable to fold... giving up on the matters that define relations as not everyone belongs... yet it's everyone else to hear the story of how he refused to get with the program... hiding the true origins of how she jus couldn't enjoy the company of a friend losing again... as blame takes place on the character destroyed by malicious means to take advantage one last time... showing the world the true nature of the individual that is a lie... as they are unable to see self in the rare temptations that misbehave... forgetting they are human n abuse the tone of their partners name... thinking give me passion is a necessity but cannot realize they have no clue to what to do with it... as the end rolls up on the same feelings possessed by by these selfish clinched fists... ready for war jus bcuz who they chose doesn't feel their desperation to obtain a deeper form of unreasonable acts of pain... caused by a single individual who cannot maintain within relations refusing to stay...

no good...

it's ok that i cannot give to u the finer things... or even capture the depths of ur wildest dreams... there's more to relations than a hand out if ur that fuckin needy... lookin for a man to fulfill ur empty actions being so lazy... using ur attractions to get what it is u want... as u judge us all on our behavior when it's u that has no reason to be in luv... so it's jus fine to know i ain't the one to be in ur life... i don't like the ugliness of material shallowness that controls ur mind... life with u would be a constant bore due to u seek out the pathetic men willing to do anything to have u ride their arm... candy of the eye even grows old in more ways than one when u lose ur charm... that fake twisted sense of humor that chuckles behind a man's back... i know ur kind n i gotta say i'm glad i see u for the gut sucking monster lookin for the cash... hoping to land u one that doesn't witness how u misuse his will to awaken to the skin in which not even u can dig beneath... not having any interest to build as u lay on ur back n slide down his shaft until the cards are in ur favor to make it hard for a fella to breathe... u jus create this overwhelming presence about yourself that does no resemble who u truly are... jus goin with the flow as u can only play the part... greedy n territorial of those giving to ur cause... n if they catch on there's hell to pay as secrets dig in like sharpened claws... betraying the one person that was weak enough to shelter u for ur fans to see... like it was u that opened the gates to allow him to enter ur paradise bleed... sucked dry is the true intent that follows u on ur way to the riches... treating others as if u are better than a smile being friendly in the trenches... useless has come to take affect in ur hearts feel... for u hide behind the success of someone else's ability to be real... ur no more than a lying cheat as it's vanity u sell to the unwanted devotion... taring an others world apart when the times comes for u to move on with their emotions...

here n staying...

the bottom of the bottle jus isn't appealing to the mind...

so its to the head thoughts havta invite the eyes...

in mirrors that taste ends as the edges broken slit the tongue...

unable to talk of what life lacks when it comes to others claiming luv...

no substance was ever worth the fall into the drift...

no matter the pain it was worth every once of pain tugging on the ribs...

self jus doesn't have any will to event think to quit...

though the heart refuses to start back up n continue to live...

losing belief in others fallen to lifestyles claiming trust...

as lies are dropped into hands gripping the hips as lusts...

feeling crazy to even consider the bs that covers the pain...

it's to endure the twist the way it was intended to be gain...

to remain in reality until it runs from the now that changed...

looking at life through a new way of thinking jus came to be the way...

without the intake of harmful wastes to replace the memories recollection of friends...

pushing through the feeling of wanting to die comes to be known as the strength that defends...

sitting on the edge of the mind whispering what it takes to tame emotions gone astray...

having no blame to point at a high for ransom barely holding on to be tamed...

there's no catering to the broken pieces in their own that do not understand the tap that gives...

as reflections not once fell low enough o sell off betrayals long lived...

straight n hurt the anguished heart felt every slit to create scars...

barely making progress was good enough to not run so far...

never missing self like an other had their moment to cripple the will...

as no tweak ever made sense to partake in character losing the ultimate thrill...

fuck it...

why am i so desirable when i don't feel like much...

let's talk on some real shit from the heart while i'm lit...

who doesn't want luv to come around n do a lil more than crush.?.

in all honesty, why in th efuck is someone like me the gift.?.

i don't get it n i've been tryin to wrap my mind around why.?.

i know i have a way about me, but seriously.?.

who is it others think resides in the deep dive.?.

i can ask questions all day n n it'll remain a mystery...

even with an answer causing the confusion the aches...

i wanna be luv'd but i've been too many places to believe in words cut short...

as others tend to set sights on my unfortunate face...

as it ain't like i ain't grateful but is there anything more.?.

n i'm tired of having a heart to heart with myself...

yet, there's no one i feel i can onfide in that's truly on my side...

i'm jus a cute face to look at n that sounds like i need help...

though i ain;t never had a real woman feel me the way luv is supposed to confide...

call me beside myself n blind but others do not see what i do...

what i witness is an exterior fixation none the less...

as all i wanna do is collapse in a set of arms willing to close as if glued...

but i've never once been considered to be given ones best...

so i don't know what there is to feel even though i seem to have an idea...

 for i too have given the limits of emptying my depths///

left to feel like a never ending case of diarrhea...

all claiming to be in tuned with the crave of physical genetics as self...

n it fuckin hurts to be this image eyes only wanna look at...

unable to believe i ain't fuckin with no one but me...

as the saddest thing ever is i've become distant from the norm everyone has...

somewhat lost in my own hidden away from life as time jus doesn't defend dreams...

fuck it is the feeling i get when stare refuse to take my word...

forced to be turned off by insecurities i haven't even had a chance to dish...

it 's a loss to not have someone like who resides beneath the skin considered as a worth...

so fuck it as the truth spills out without even moving my lips...

Depths as a package...

What if I did wanna get intimate with u but was interested in something else.?. Who's to say I wouldn't like who I've come to an attraction with.?. To feel u in more ways than the pleasure of lusts digging in with the hips... Rotating a thrust past the physical motion so I can feel u come from within... Along with the moans that linger in ur grin... Is it too much for u if we're to want u the way I intend to enjoy u.?. Getting beneath the surface of the individual I can play with as a woo... Only if u knew the depths as a package could create emotions chuckling in ur heart... Yet, it's a comfort thing on all levels that represents a work of art... Laid up naked after the hormonal vibes crawl across the bed or jus chillin bcuz it's what we do... Can u accept being desired by conditions where enough is said as I'm into u.?. Saying fuck this world for what we have is what I've been looking for... Waiting to touch, tease, please n bare to u my core... Like I cannot help myself but to know there's more than private parts used by the operators manual to get the job done... Even if I do wanna taste u upon my lips n have a lil fun... Wrapped up behind closed doors where toys never leave the room... For life on the other side is the makings to get involved with u that could never come too soon... Wanting in where I can for in to places no one's ever been as a whole... Never to piece u up on some other shit as truths will hold... To tempt ur realistic mind so there's nothing we won't do... That is if u can admit, u want me to...

Ur type jus sucks...

So I hear u don't have any taste in men...

Is there something ur looking for upon their skin.?.

Are u more in to the physical attraction than who they truly are.?.

Or maybe u feel everyone should jus give u their heart...

Who is it u seek goin after the same ol type.?.

Waiting on the next shallow dude caught up in the hype...

Trying to make him into something he will never be...

What is it about the drifters that fills ur needs.?.

Always finding yourself back at stage one with the chaos...

Is it u that possibly should dig a lil deeper into his blind spot.?.

To maybe figure out if u even like him or not...

That way u can witness who actually relates to ur plot...

Instead of opening back up to feel the exact same thing...

I heard u think men are incapable of truly luv'n a woman...
It's as if u dive in to the monsters cummin...

Treating the rest of us like we're all no different than one an other as emotion is shunned...

From ur point of view that is created by ur in choices made...

How is it u honestly relate to those u decide are so great.?.

Without the sex n good looks to strong u along...

Are u still into the typical mofos u cousin sing ur song.?.

Or can u see there's not enough mental understanding of who u are that fails self first.?.

Long before taking part in an others life demanding worth...

I've listened to do many others say the what u do...

N for the life of me I don't get how none of u place the blame on decisions abused...

Catering to the assholes n lowlifes that tare confidence down...

Getting in to ur head bcuz u allowed them to add words to ur mouth...

As the next one up is to become a prior lust waiting to run...

Isn't it u like them when they turn away from ur luv.?.

Thinking he's cute with no depths to contribute to ur scheme...

As if u yourself are hollow wanting someone else to lead...

To play a part as a character in ur dreams to true...

Over emotionalizing without a train of thought goin without a use...

Other than giving up the goods down between ur legs...

I'm jus asking bcuz we're you're of all ur complaints...

it be...

if u can say exactly what u mean without switching it up, it be nice... words are not to contradict the force of a loss by immaturity's defined... only if what was meant didn't have two different versions of confusion shown...there's no guessing that ur jus gonna havta look through my eyes as i seriously don't wanna cut the rope... jus peep how emotion doesn't get its way... as anger fuels hissy fits at the moment ignored becomes an escape... hearing the most fowl shit n expecting to still be luv'd... with a childish like behavior until the rant picks a fight for happiness felt somewhere else feeling the lack of us... so it's safe to say the truth first right.?. do relations come with a piece of mind.?. shit since i'm on a roll, can u act like the woman u claim to be.?. it's a matter of who i wanna be around jus to give u sense of me... i jus wish what fell by choice to fall from ur lips was the whole truth... goin back n forth isn't healthy for me so save to dramatic issues u call luv abused... friends speak certain ways so they can maintain within the relations chosen by intent... n there's times u know ur words drip loosely for ur own benefit... if u would jus choose what it is u wanna do it be great... maybe we could actually see it for what it is n possibly relate...

to believe...

it wouldn't take much to pursued someone into luv...

one jus hasta to be real enough to own the secret of seeking trust...

genuinely feeling the need to partake in relations with a friend...

others jus havta know who's who n the fireworks in the eyes can attend...

watching the display of emotion crawl upon the features of the face...

taking in names of a no longer stranger as comforts communicate...

it's as easy as coming out to be seen in rare form wanting more than living alone...

without the desperation that forces a wedge before minds can even think about home...

people jus need a sense of worth as it's hard to come by...

most jus feel like everyone's the same so they give up hoping on yet another lie...

for the companionship is as raw as being felt by honest use...

craving the way fingers reaching deeper than the skin when showing sensitivities proof...

like must take place as smiles connect with every inch of dropping the guard...

allowing someone in to get to know what hides behind emotions softened as a die hard...

self is to make peace within so depths fill with a presence created to live...

in a mindset taking interest in them to turn n witness what it is someone has to give...

crossing the borders where imaginary lines can only hold out those who fail to comply...

as tongues are not meant to taste the bittersweet sense of goodbye's...

to believe is to earn a chance at becoming a factor unmatched...

leaving the immaturity's carried to reside in the forgotten past...

unspoken efforts...

i wanna speak but i don't feel like you'd listen...

so i stay outta ur way n remain ghost as if i've gone missin...

i don't wanna disturb what u have goin on jus to feel like a problem...

there's no sense in stirring u up to witness u turn into a goblin...

it's jus a lil interest in my curiosity that's found a choice of words...

my lips won't ramble on nothin much as it's jus shit u say you've already heard...

 i'll jus keep it to myself n be on my way...

i get u don't know me as i'm jus another face in the crowd staring at ur fame...

bypassing the intent that could take place in between u n i...

but the thought of it i will remove from my mind...

redirect the tone never taken to express reason with an other who awaits...

i wont' bother u nor will i ever wanna blow out ur flame...

sparked by the irritation of sound that comes from my mouth...

muted to ur ear so u can continue to decide who's wrong for u as u go down...

falling in a way i'd appreciate the chance do know...

yet i'm over here with the silence whistling as i go about my own...

not once to mention what u lack is some real content in ur life...

even though u wouldn't believe someone like me could ever open up the mind...

it's a common misconception to assume who i am...

as ur eyes tell the truth of how u see me as a man...

as i in ur sights fit into the category with all the rest of the rejects that refuse to even try...

i'd luv to tell u a few things about self if i thought u were able to confide...

seems we men get the shaft more than u females do anymore...

without an exception to relate to what's felt past the score...

so quiet i will remain for it's not me u seek...

i jus ain't no one to intrude on an others dreams...

hiding the unspoken efforts so the wind doesn't carry them to u...

the last thing i'd wanna do is invade ur judgmental abuse...

who loses.?.

when the option passes by, will chance be taken to choose a path.?. or will time overlap in the mind wanting another crack at the past... if someone is to come from outta nowhere wanting a moment to reason with life... is it the passerby will not be seen or will it be the hesitance that runs their presence into goodbye's.?. as faces spin in the head of who has what it takes... are the monsters encouraging actions gonna be able to hush the nonsense to take in the realness of what could be too late.?. if one stands in the middle of the deciding vote to have or let go of... where will the heart begin to come to the conclusion to dabble into luv.?. as time moves the ground beneath the feet needing to rest for a bit... which character has the attraction found behind the naked eyes blinking while nibbling on the lip.?. as the knowing strolls along doin what they know best... is the thrill enough to obtain a change in the chest.?. in the creation of curiosities coming to life jus watching them come into view.?. does the temptation linger or is the desire dead to the stares of lusts that jus wanna play as a fool.?. as worth crosses intent wondering of how self wants to give a lil time... who loses if a piece of comfort touches thoughts that crawl across the mind.?.

fingerprints felt...

i wanna feel how long ur scars are so i can touch u as they end... from the inside out with a sensitivity that curves to the way they bend... for i too know they ain't as straight as we say they are... especially the ones that have the seal of the longing in the heart... i can help u escape the texture in which they flow... rubbing u with a tenderness felt from the intent i'd take to make a difference shown... as fingers caress the satisfactions u seek in a friend jus wanting to comfort ur mind... catering to the owner of such a difficult life... i'll take patience if healed to remove the incisions without a single hesitance muting words... imma need u to jus lemme enjoy u as my hands give u worth... allow me to entertain ur skin in ways the motion finds creases beneath dimmed lights... stroking u to sleep jus by being able to explore the tendencies expressed through a simply graze gaining sighs...

easy does it...

tired of being alone n caught in the middle of having a friend... seems self doesn't wanna spend all my time with an other wanting in...

i've gotten a lil to use to doin what i wanna do to be captured so fast... emotions will rise a lil to quick so its distance that takes to what is to last...

from a far wanting to figure out what it'll take to get to know someone without giving up luv... for i do not need someone around all the time as the rush hurts the worth so clutch...

yet to get others to feel it is a waste of time bcuz the say men are always playing games... unable to realize we too feel things in our own n jus don't wanna be owned by hearts that race...

wanting to luv the other more as comforts are sidestepped to prove a point... constantly laid up doin nothing behind closed doors as if the sex is good enough to avoid...

it's a matter of having time to live with n without relations at the same time... but when i speak interest isn't kept which is a turn off flipping the switch in my mind...

i refuse to jump in to an everyday situation n be forced to feel things if plans do not work out... i jus wanna be me n enjoy moments it takes to coexist with a friend when we can come around...

easing in to the satisfaction it takes to earn what so many want for free... as i'm jus one person who has a gain to posses i cannot give myself  other than in my dreams...
i too wanna be felt but i don't wanna feel overwhelmed with the everyday need to be together all at once... it'll come when the texture softens to the tongues touch...

know me before u fall in...

there's pieces of me that jus want to be left alone... i jus have no use in relations that invade who self is too soon... as no one wants a friend before the reach strangles who it is i've become... there's jus sensitivities that do not come free when others feel the need to open up tn let loose... i don't have it in me to keep falling in n outta luv when it's a like of a real friend i seek... long before even using emotions on the build up of not being able to hold it all in...i'm prolly a lil more advanced fo rmy own good as i'm told i'm too specific... but it's my heart not theirs that wants something that doesn't eventually hurt covered with empty grins... so i hold out n remain in solitude waiting on a face that gives reason to hope for once... i jus cannot accept someone else turning away when i keep it as real as two must come to terms of what feelings are n can do... it's a peace within i find comfort in as the mind directs what is to be... never to sit behind enemy lines where patience runs from the fake expressions rolling through all the motions so desperate to call a truce... i don't wanna come to havta say goodbye as a face will dig into my mind the way another has already done... it takes to long to heal to try n figure out if someone new is on the same page... as the repeat of failures come n go is not an interest of mine... i'd rather not be felt if who i am isn't taken into consideration to relate to beyond the feel of passion that can get away from the blame... for there's no way to turn down the voice that'll linger in the middle of the night... so leave my details to time to witness if it's me u feel u cannot live without... i'm not into having a luv'r unless conditions are short lived... there;s a deeper sensation i wish to experience if u have it in u to enjoy the way names are pronounced... i jus can't feel anything in the dark if the light upstairs is willing to show me ur real depths... displayed upon the surface of ur features as a true friend would want the best for me... in all seriousness why would i give into someone i'll eventually not get along with.?. the sense isn't something i even wanna attempt to affiliate myself with if there is nothing more than the gimme now or set me free...

like over luv...

luv is the transformation of like on the highest level of the ultimate friendship that awaits... emotion is nothing without a true friend to share life with never to fade... in depths nothing will ever be deep enough if the connection of truths are not established... not once having a hardship caused by emotion being the only thing so elaborate life can become a habit... having true intent to enjoy an other in the makings of use can possibly accept... loosening the feel so comforts can settle beneath the passion that creates the will to be swept... on a mental note where tones define words chosen to become the thrill of a certain unforgettable voice... always wanting to hear the sound calling out self's name even with the whispering noise... there's a direct influence that understands the concept in between two individuals wanting the best... n what resides in the chest is second nature to the piece of mind found that's impressed... embedded in the memory to remember moments in the making so relations have a chance... allowed to express the secrets that motivate a better reason to invest in the romance...

let's see who we are...

can we spit the lies first.?. all the insecurities that need to be known... tell it in the most rawest form there is... jus to save us from the end sitting alone... i jus wanna speak on the things that are gonna break us later on down the road... so we can include the harsh tones yet to find a twisted emotion... like starting in reverse n bringing it back to the now... jus bcuz i've lost a few other myself that i didn't wanna see betray the devotion... so if we could jus get the ugly outta the way it would be nice... to return to this feeling as easy as the air in between us... flowing like the rush to get to the good stuff out in the open... gaining a friend unlike the ones we've known in prior relations claiming it to be luv... having a greater sense of who it is we are doin more than hoping... speaking as actions do exactly what we were doin before we met... lemme see u in rare form jus to save time... there's no need in anything less than honesty wanting to be known... u do not havta hide if u can admit we live the same life... n the only way to witness it is to get past the mushy sensitivities for a bit... to find belief in the worst side of us hidden away... to see if we come back here still falling in to depths... comfortable with who we are willing to stay...

turn me on n jus go....

turn on me...

i'ts alright to betray me before we get started...

it would save so much time...

n my own heart won't hurt from the attachment once we parted...

so do ur thing n go on ur way...

we both know it's the end result...

jus bcuz u wanna rush the feel of luv...

n all i need is a friend that knows the difference hung upon the walls...

i'll open up if u make it quick...

i mean, u might get the point but i don't know...

u seem a lil too far into ur empty emotions to catch up to the thought...

n i don't have it in me for the long haul with u as it's a must to go slow...

there's life to be reasoned with in every moment without the chaos u bring later on...

n no u cannot get past the wall but we can have a lil fun until u wanna be free...

i'm cool with the touch of bodies as a stepping stone as long as we can agree that's all it will ever be...

as neither of us want to get caught up in the feelings of combining dreams...

u see, ur to unstable for me to invest anything past a good time waiting to happen...

you'd make luv hurt to much due to ur inability to understand what friends truly are...

u can jus turn me on n smile in the time it takes to get ur fix...

i already know ur gonna be gone before memories worth keeping fade into the back of the mind chard...

i don't wanna be special if u cannot ease in so i can know who u have become of ur choices made...

n yeah, if it isn't u i'll be waiting myself for the one i which i'm willing to be tamed...

it's jus the way it iswhen it comes to those like u...

as harsh as it sounds it's the truth...

we can never be more than pleasure coming undone...

for with u i jus won't be able to fall in luv...

unable to understand luv...

why does luv havta be turned off.?.

losing a friend as the change of mind remembers them in a pause...

becoming no more than a mere lust...

no longer believing in their own sweet trust...

betrayed by the emotion that rips through the weary heart...

when it doesn't last, why do we fall so hard.?.

catering to the feel of the matter...

controlled mentally like some sort of deranged mad hatter...

lost in moments wasted is no true time spent...

gaining what of a loss to make self feel better somewhere past the end...

damned as if cursed with no way to explain to the tenderness that it'll be okay...

as the knowing of someone else luv'n the one once held close that misbehaved...

when the memory lingers to the surface without a care to give thanks...

why do we lie to ourselves when it hurts to let go of a certain face.?.

never to awaken again to the sight of a smile that lights up our life...

who decides the motion to separate when tongues spoke the reasons of the mind.?.

looking into reflections that show an absence to luv holding on...

left to gather self for someone different to replace the comfort worn...

why do others not see us as a loss.?.

able to switch hitters in the middle of sensitivities so soft...

allowing us to believe in words that never come true...

as new beginnings redirect the desire to be enjoyed as a use...

taming the wild ambitions of passion in the core...

when do they leave the recollection of relations scorn.?.

n how come good intentions still find a will to be given as remaining descent.?.
after all the pain caused consumes us by their very own scent...

clinging to the well being of non other than the one we say got away...

placing pieces of self back together as they choose to stray...

where does truths reside in the passage of strangers claiming to be moved.?.

loosening the interest jus to want an other prior to promises unattached to the fool...

why like them enough to accept them to wish them the best.?.

walking towards life without them slowly removed from the emptiness in the chest...

when they brought so much joy with their presence fully felt...

why does luv give up to want it from someone else.?.

confusing the depths of guarantees said to not wanting to live without what's shared...

contradicting expressions so sacred are those not worth the care...

as the thought of who's real n who is fake comes to terms with what the fuck...

pronounced as a once was they rest as a curiosity in a dark room forced to hush...

eventually finding the trigger to shut down n live without the wonder...

knowing what they meant to our willingness goin under...

all about u...

go eagle n lemme see how deep my tongue can go...

spread em n feel how far i reach in n touch the tenderness float...

as wet as my mouth drooling for the flava down between ur legs...

slurping up the way u leak hormones as ur pours vent...

sweat moisturizing the flow of moans flung into thin air...

riding my buried face in ur pussy's sensitivities as ur fingers run through my hair...

calling out to the sound of filthy needs wanting to come out n play...

talk to me n enjoy the way ur lips form my name...

as i dig in to the pleasures vibe clinging to ur pulse...

licking n sucking ur clit softly until u cum for me as ur body arches into a pause...

thighs wanting to close due to the rapid multiples receiving some head...

i'm willing if u are to be strapped down upon the bed...

so i too can get my fix of tasting u from the inside out...

taking my lips n kissing ur vaginal texture as u drip from my mouth...

hearing u begging me to please stop for u cannot take no more...

i'll halt yet not for long as i so easily tempt ur nerves to score...

climaxing to the fullest i jus wanna feel u tremble with great satisfaction...

watching u squirm excites me beyond words witnessing ur reaction...

so open them as wide as u can as the restraints won't be so tights...

tonight is all about u while i act out all the naughty thoughts on my mind...

not wanting to speak first.?.

no one cares enough to become a comfort past their own selfish wants... sitting back damn near demanding the same shit they cannot give to luv... for self is the only friend desiring the catering to as if others do not exist... claiming to be so different yet resembling the same individuals eyes dismiss... all due to everyone feels they are worth more than their own attempt to give a lil bit to an other... like it's on others to show up n become the belief in fairy tales finding words to explain forever together... but not a one person opens the gates to the walls built to surround the outside world from getting in... only fools break boundaries as playing it safe from a far is more in tuned with sights that squint... pretending not to see how it is one deliberately excludes self from taking to anyone having interest... it's as if emotion refuses to admit we're all doin the back n forth routine that cripples the feel in the ribs... to rather have someone other than the one in the mirror show use as self lingers in the preferences hidden... as they have so many to give attention to their egos that have taken one to many hits as touch is even forbidden... forgetting it was a choice that rung them dry of all the hope they once had inside... faking the single life is so good behind closed doors where truths haunt the well being of their own minds... unwilling to make the initial move so an other knows they are not broken by far... jus waiting on a certain someone to enjoy a lifetime without the infliction of more inner scars... we are beside ourselves as hypocrites looking to the crowd to elude personal distinguished features that can rectify life... some being scared as others remain intact with a past where the blade is still attached to the knife... blaming one an other for mistakes in character that transformed us all into a monster fighting for luv... something not many are willing to step to bcuz we fell through the presence of what was supposed to be a thing called us... becoming afraid to speak to what could be another chance at the hope that fled... thinking, only if someone would set their words free n lay this game to rest...

To live again...

Shaking off the cling attached to the cushion of a lifetime faced with what generates from healed scars... At the tail end of a tale that no longer exists past the feel of gone removed from the emptied untamed heart...

Having no one but self to break free from time tends to drift past to reckoning of emotions rarely missed... Into a safe zone where pain is only felt through the loneliness that contradicts the releasing of two clinched fists...

Things change as life moves on towards a more sound description that doesn't seem to sound like self... For the ends of relations finally correct the tenderness once one is able to admit being alone does not help...

There's a timeline in which truth shelters passion from the flame long enough to individualize the understanding of facts... Jus to transform who one once was into a worth more likely to correspond with others so friendships can last...

At the edge where the plunge allows the numb to fade is the moment the bubble has been popped... Bringing on a new purpose to find someone on the same level of expectancy's that can never be stopped...

Leaving their world of solitude jus the way self intertwines with a fresh sense of hope created by patience to become... Simply walking away from the choice to sit in a lonely room until the day comes to have a need for luv...

Washing self clean of the fingerprints that stained the skin back when the stranger was indeed self so utterly lost... As nothing prior to thought makes a difference to the now of motion taken to enjoy a lil bit of what's been paused...