wanting to live...

As the mind triggers the flip switch fear settles in...
thoughts crawl on the other side of a reality wanting to live...
feeling time get away from unused passions drifting in hope...
forgetting that soothing feeling of home...
thinking it could be some time to come before someone comes along...
if they even do at all...
then again the pity isn't worth the thought given so cut it loose...
as it comes back every now n again to haunt self calling a truce..
endless is the dismissal of emotions gathering in the pits...
reminding a new mindset of the feel of a soft set of lips...
afraid is a reenactment of failed attempts that send the heart into a spiral...
tapping out to withstand a burden gone internally viral...
as if self isn't good enough to be the wanted one...
fading to the terms of giving in to another demanding luv...
lost to the frightened design of what evolved from the pain...
waiting on time to roll past the drawn out drain...
leaking pieces of compassion until those helpless feelings go away...
so the depths can start over with a new kinda passion displayed...
leaving the worthless debris where it is intended to die off...
as will walks on with toes gaining grounds to live without the digging of claws...

at first sight...

There's a different kinda rhythm when our eyes meet... I can see the pulse bounce to the melody of the hearts treat... Vibing to a soothe creating life reaching for the impact... one that's felt in depths only seen by the design within the retinas unique type of impulse that reacts... beneath the attraction there's a stirring of emotion wanting to feel u... opening to ur  hand extending towards all there is within me hoping for a real use... it's on another level of friendship jus getting to know the basics of getting along... crossing lines as boundaries are limitless to flush the pipes of debris as the flow is unclogged... as lips speak of what instinct already knows exists before tones ever had taken up airwaves... it seems the wait of the gathering of self was damn near ready to give up on hope as the thought of relations fade... yeah, the difference is ur a unique type of my kind i didn't see until u were standing before me... as me eyes focused on how it was ur smile touched me in places where u became more than a dream... finding thoughts bringing u back to the presence of mind in which captured my attention... loosening the grip i had on the lock i chose to hold in my grasp that gave a safety to my dimensions... as it was as easy to feel u as a single sigh is what it took to realize i was no longer flat lining... flowing with my pulse spiking was a melody so in sync i felt the rush of sights clinging to the redefining... in a moments notice the click snapped it's fingers n jus like that, the shell cracked... exposing every once of me hidden away until further notice that appeared from outta nowhere with a blast... giving cpr to the pounding of me coming back to life once again as i did not plan it... n it's within a sacred place within me that softened to the way u landed... so gently with a presence of letting me know u were here to stay... chancing the expressions i've worn for some time upon my face...

into the new...

Reflecting on the past becomes old once the heart feels a need to truly move on... as peeking stares into what was jus isn't an attractive attribute to be consumed... healed emotion linger to find peace within so self no longer feels torn... believing waiting around for some sort of miracle jus isn't a necessity for claim a truce... life itself needs not the prior banishment of failed attempts to maintain who is to be... as being lost is a weakness of the mind's thought process that retracts interest from living... caught up in someone else when enjoyments are avoided to remain free... sitting behind closed doors afraid to contribute to memories made without a so called friend that stopped giving... leaving the curiosity's to continue their wonders of why's... thinking wtf most of the time as nothing ever makes smiles cling to the face... n it ain't until worth wakes up n defines a purpose so a groove can get on with life... released by the chains holding on to what ifs as if the forgotten thrills let go long enough to remind desires what its like to play... tempting a new thrill to be to resemble the luv within that has gone unseen for some time... creating a balance that somehow overcomes what was n evolves as what will be... losing on life to gain another in a better sense of joy that comes long of a wait... truly living in the back at life phase to enjoy a bit of worth outside of those ongoing daydreams...

Seeking the bond...

where's that face that makes life seem better than what it is.?. giving a sense of worth to a smile that caters to having a chuckle in the ribs... One where the mirror isn't the one recognized by sight... Moving without being mimicked is a true sign of life... So who shall be tray comfort lonely nights tend to wonder about... As mornings come to emptied besides looking at another day unable to hear the tone in a voices sound... It seems lost is an emotional reference that clings to smiles disappearing on the dark... Tugging of how the facts speak in the silence of solitude straight to the heart... Thinking rationally of when time will find it due to break binds n free the knowing of another put to use... Living n breathing sighs to last longer than flames that burn before ever calling a truce...

With it...

Would it be safe to say u won't let ur emotions run ur mind.?. That u have a presence in which holds its ground within relations to gain a better way of life... Knowing desires n passion isn't the top priority when mingling with another... Able to remain sane no matter the situation as luv itself resides with or without a luv'r... Having a benefit of the doubt i can adjust to ur ur angle on how depths surface to partake in a mature sense of giving up the goods... Yet as goofy as laughter creates a will to smile the one u should... Can i assume we're on the sane level of understanding by applying i jus might believe in u... As the crossing over leads to a connection witworth more than a fuck when fingers touch pulses that moves... With a mindset for emotion to accept it alone could never be in full control... For u like i have a certain respect to give when tangled up watching life unfold...

mine as yours...

unwrapped n feeling the mood... don't be shy, i'm jus loosening up to you... moving to your every sway... nah,  there's no fuckin way your gonna get away... and i ain't even being funny with what's on my mind... i see visions of having you in my life... daydreams of what matters the most to me... as i've been claimed by depths sown up at the seams... in your eyes falling further away from this world... speaking in tones that take shapes of a luv created to be plural... i will have what me heart wants... for i see in you the belief of trust... mine as yours is a thing to be... entangled with thoughts connecting through the way we breathe... standing face to face as emotion soars... imma give into you as my heart pours... leaking what i've seen into plain sight... me willing to show u what life with me would be like... for i know what takes place behind the scenes... so we can be as free as naked sight can believe... my mind has this reoccurring daydream where you and i rip loose... breaking the chains from within jus to call a truce... close enough to make air jealous of how we click... feeling the motion sucking on your sweetened kiss... it's beautiful to think we're the one thing we cannot go without... as you cling to me turning your insides out... no joking as i smile from ear to ear... it's you i feel with the chuckles of cheer... so look me over and tell me what it is you have to give... because once is all we'll ever fuckin live...

having it all...

on the tongues mention of an everyday occurrence happening before it takes place... feeling a certain type of way of awakening to do the same thing over n over again... with thoughts creating emotion from attractions stretched upon face... routines confirms a way of life that satisfies the crave of comforts to withstand... the hush makes sound come to life as sighs reach for air shared by a friend willing to evolve... loosened to the feel of nerves settled on the edge of pillows slipping whispers in ears listening for truths... like a puzzle finding patience from fingertips touching the pattern solved... as eyes cater to the soothe enjoyed come morning after holding on to a common use... dare tones say what interest could be if the opening valve flowed to determine such thrills... with the pitter patter of lips rotating in a motion of a kiss aimed for passions to play... joining forces moving onward into the drift of life's will... clinging to more than a presence when voices define motions getting used to flicker of the flame lit by tasting the simplest things of names... having a chance to repeat the same ol everything as days come n go... revolving with nights trusting depths in hands felt to ease a sense of forever in ones lifetime...curled up with a different kinda spectacle to absorb within a home... finalizing every aspect of relations tangled up in hope reasoning with the answer that refuses to hide...

tell em to leave me be...

ten toes down n refusing to allow em to witness the last expression upon my face...... they will not have the privilege to watch my emotionless smile leave this world alone... it's been hard enough trying to make ends meet as wounds dug deeper the six feet could ever hurt my pride... so let em see the slits in my back created by blades of places that were said to be home... able to kiss my azz one last time as i turn away from fake grins n so called friends that show up... in my final fall i descend as solo as i feel in this disturbed test in time... so give em what they wanted as my back will be exposed for one last  incision to cut me open as i'll forever hide... deep below the feet that walked on my name so smoothly as they stroll their way to see me go... fuck em all n tell em i said so... with birds freed from entertaining the thought of the bs they put me through... never to look up as eyes jus wanna take a peek from their thrones as i lay with the dirt that doesn't move...  unfazed by the gathering of foes that talked behind whispers finding my ears... when i die i don't wanna surface with old feelings n allow other to think i forgive acts so they can live with their tears... yet not to mourn but to go on with knowing i could give a fuck less for shallow emptiness... forever to reside buried alive in every thought that tore me apart at the seams as the silence is my true happiness... with a blank tombstone to remind them i wasn't shit to em while i had air in my lungs... fuck em n tall em i had fun without em as i settled inward within a different kinda tomb in which i gave trust... let em gossip of what my heads tone should read... i don't wanna be known when the time comes to put me on a display... close the fcukin casket n tell em it's over n i no longer havta play their fucked up games... for i won't be able to feel a thing as they once again pretend to care... as the shovels cover what'e left of the visual finally unafraid of my nightmares...

frenemies...

someone explain why it hasta change.?. as that moment of recognition defines the letting go... disrupting the flow of the heart clinging to luv... i'm sure we all wanna know where's worth retreat to in the middle of hope.?. as life moves in between lifestyles from one to the next... witness to new faces that switch up on emotions gone stale... who in the fuck can tell it like it is n get straight to the point.?. why is it relations turn inward n wanna transform passion into an attempt failed.?. tripping over invisible lines as if having a change of mind... what's the point if there's nothing to gain from a so called friend.?. pretending to become a part of us jus to dismiss the pieces that connect the vibe... facing the inevitable drift known as the end... can anyone speak on how easy it is to put out the flame.?. showing worth never truly had a chance to gain a purpose outside of self... as lies appear from outta nowhere way too fast... falling from eyes to drain what was believed to be felt... how is it we all claim no one is real yet everyone takes part in empty thoughts that go astray.?. holding others accountable when truths sit upon the tongue twisted... blaming another for coming up short of what was promised as a lifetime of use... abusing the process to getting to know who betrays desires restricted... please help us understand the individuals that play with temptation until they get what they want... fading back into the shadows that reshape silhouettes in the dark... as sights are unable to decipher the differences of a part time spouse n a long term way of life... corrupting the purity of curiosities that gets burnt in the spark... with a struggle to light a new candle as depths rewrite the definition of likes... feeling broken by the motion of a smile beaten into a frowning as if we ain't good enough... caught up in a pause that triggers flaws bcuz we gave in to the immaturity's of child like minds... left to overcome the fear tugging on the will it takes to enjoy the sensation of bodies becoming flush... why do people insist on leading us down a dead end path when they have no idea where they are going.?. lost n catering to their own submissions tied up within their insensitive touch... in disguise so they can continue to come n go as they please... feeling on us n digging in to the most sacred truce ever to open up... it would nice if lips could bounce with sound n express the meaning of such a selfish prize... stealing ones own chuckle that's muffled until each stroke wears off... as the memory goes back n forth on what to consider when interest shows a thrill thrown into the mix... questioning intent easily shutting down the same ol disposition avoiding yet another loss...

depths of the clown...

when hiding behind smiles created outta thin air jus isn't cutting the cake... time seems to be a waste with empty nights making self believe in expressions forced upon the face... as the end nears closer in moments alone somewhere lost to the feeling of hope... struggling behind closed doors to find a chuckle in the silence that fills the emptiness of a home... hidden is the clown showing others how to laugh n make the best of every movement ever taken... mime like on the hush of words afraid to speak of truths forsaken... feeling life slip from memories never made... when sitting behind the scenes unravels in the eyes being the only thing that's gone untamed... no one can figure what truly is on the other side of doors jus wanting to live... so distant from the norm refusing to open up n give... the face changes when others are around as to pretend everything is ok... as it's jus so much simpler to avoid interactions n stay home where it's safe... alone being the choice that aches in the heart when no ones around... all along helping others find themselves n bringing the same joy lacked damn near never to be found... when emotion touches fresh air lies surface to be seen... as there's a purpose to hide even though the mind wants to be freed...

the come n go...

as other want to swim in the depth gone unused... in the makings of trying to figure out who's who... thoughts dig in to the feeling of wanting someone new... especially after draining the heart from once upon a time ago's abuse... watching those willing to show their curiosity cling to what they see... to feel someone close enough to get to know them n fall in luv with the need... emotion hasta find the courage to be touched without getting spooked... craving the affection yet shutting down on anything that gives proof... fighting self in the hidden places hurt with a sense of being afraid... hoping someone can make it through knowing the chances always fade... even when the transition is clear to rely on trust wanting to take part... it's a struggle to believe in another having an acknowledgement of how relations lose that spark... fearing the worst when a chance truly needs purpose to live... as there's no way of seeing the outcome waiting in a time so far away from images so vivid... emotion should be so easy to lean into when hands reach for the skin... yet sinking in jus isn't enough to find passion lingering within... slowly pushing them with a lil boost on to the next interest taking up space in their minds... left to wonder of why can't arms open up n hold on to the soothe of what feels right... living an unfulfilled life being passed on due to the disbelief in relations clinging to hope... wandering through expectations in eyes set on a bigger picture where use does more than removes clothes...

promises kept...

life ain't no fun no more... it's jus lost the feel of wanting to open doors... all i do is find humor to hide how i truly feel... n alone is the ends of myself standing pretending expressions are real... the solitude stings in paces i cannot reach... n it's rare that i even have dreams... as thoughts throughout the day eat at my mind... feeding on my presence trapped behind walls for no one to find... n it's not the pain i fear but the letting go of the one thing that gave comfort a change... me, i fear it's me that will get lost if life was to once again get rearranged... i've pushed away some good ones to keep a promise i will forever keep... as it hurts to sit alone night after night with nothing but memories that flee... it's not like they mean anything... nor do they have any beneficial factors to remind self of why they must leave... thinking what is there to do to entertain the silence reaching for my thoughts... shit jus ain't the same as it was before i got stuck in this pause... finding contentment without another to share time with... i accept this is the way it hasta be until i can rebuild a foundation for my kids... yet, there's moments i suck it up knowing i need a friend... as day dreaming is the only source of escape to get away from heart's relentless mend... conflicting with a mental outlook to protect what i have to do... i shield myself from any attempt to get close enough to become a use... attachments are forbidden as it wouldn't be fair to lead someone on... so in my lane i stay fora better cause to be born... fighting to feel something knowing i am not allowed... remembering when everything fell apart who it was that suffered without ever making a sound... for there is no bottle to turn upside down to drown out the sorrows created by the deciding vote... i am to live in my own torture long enough so my young can prosper n grow... avoiding contact due to i cannot fail... telling others single is great knowing the lie is a cover so i can't be derailed... as the ache lingers within... worth every sensitive nerve wanting to truly grin... i have people believing i do not care to open up... that there's not a chance i'd ever again give in to luv... in my make believe world i am ok... hiding from myself in every boring azz fuckin day going to waste... facing myself in the mirror as my eyes speak the truth... but no one will ever see me come unglued... my seams are tight n my will is strong... no matter the torment that finds me lost behind doors jus moving along... i faded into the shadows to correct my way of life... bound n determined to adjust to the grind... as it has taken control of every aspect of who i am wanting the joys to come... n all i want is someone to come along n feel me n know what they want... though it isn't in my cards to give false hopes... so in the dark where vibrations a re heard i havta deal with my choice to ignore the moans... the sighs put on mute as if they're dead... n as for the sounds of voices beating in my head... the wait is unbearable to say the least... all i have is my word that i intend to keep...

wanting the similarity...

all i am is all i expect... someone who is far from perfect... flawed yet corrected with a maturity installed... willing if friends can be known of a luv to fall... leaving the lonely nights where they belong... looking at a face made to give eyes a shape to travel along... i ain't normal so i can't accept anything less... relativity is rare n craved to comfort the heart as it rests... with the need of emotion straight from the hip... aimed n directed at the mind that controls the babbling of lips... tired of the relentless struggle of awaiting a use... together is the true form ending the depths catering to the blues... wanting to live is a craving of a different kinda soothe... trusting a special type of goofiness that understand how hard it is to find a groove... individualized by time spent alone... drifting on the thoughts found in a new place taking on a label of home... feeling there's no other is a way of life... as one with the belief that can never hide... slowly moving with terms that make sense of why we've come to be... aligning paths on the same coarse that help the lungs exhale as we breathe... the only thing i can be is me... accepting who comes from within a friend to be seen... opened but not once pried to the point of allowing emotion to have what it wants... free from the chaos where truths cling to words hushed... for everything i've become is all i seek... rounded out n able to relate without trying to force the need... as natural as smiles change expressions that feel so fuckin great... laid up in a sacred place where a truce can distinctively be claimed is the makings of us watching the flame... flickering as it has no control of the fire beneath the surface... undefined by the wind blowing the lights out for we live as our own persons... leaning in for a lifetime shared... i won't be able to refuse another who actually plays fair... as likes align n time comes to insist of a purpose that clicks... knowing what it is that been for far to long missed... all that i hide is what i have to give... n it's me if there's a genuine human to emerge from the waters we all drown in n live... unafraid n baring a reason to be fucked with so relations are mutual... as together we're seen as something a lil unusual...

trimming away loose debris...

catching up with the thoughts floating through my mind... trying to make sense of how emotion wound up running from life... sounds linger like echos chasing the silence wanting to be heard... putting together a comprehension that makes sense of useless words... lingering within the confusion trust has hidden somewhere unknown... as the hunt has been tiring attempting to unfold every motion that flows...it's dark behind the eyes when the lids finally shut... afraid of dreams crawling with the nights drifting with a lil thing called luv... as the uncertainty riddles phrases of what the fuck is truly going on... so far outta tune hope is scared of feelings being torn... deep beneath the shell seen by sights a war is at rage... battling to overcome complex judgement's as choices have all began to fade... settling in the the safe haven of solitude capturing the motion to live... as self is at the edge trimming away loose debris to find the tingle of lips... babbling from within to someone else willing to consider the mingling pulse... yet in the dead stares walls don't move to see beyond the realm of a quiet room... one in which gives comfort to the heart aching for a more subtle approach as a truce moves... words sit upon the tongue of curious interests gone unused... following vivid recollections of what characters can do to cut wounds in the side leaking laughter's kaboom... the decision to open the gates is on the table caught somewhere between contentment n ripping the fuck loose... waiting on a true chance to evolve with a opposition that soothes... letters are disorganized seeking the gathering of sense to be made... blinded in the dark rambling in a singular state of craving a lil more to gain... sound bounces in a discombobulated form where nothing is clear... thinking one day it'll all come together n tones will shape syllables for ear to relate to a moment lost in fear...

it's u i seek...

it's u i want as the crave is unreal... lost in a sense of living without u is not an option to feel... i want the emotion u refuse to give to others... for i am more than the basic necessities of a luv'r... to touch u would bring so much joy to my heart... n seeing u everyday could be the beginnings of a never ending start... it's u i've daydreamed about... the reason my words went without sound... hear me speak of true intent jus wanting u in my life... in a way every depth reached within shall never hid... untwist my mind of the wonders it took to find u on ur own... waiting to adjust to who it is that completes hopes... as i come to u with a piece of mind drifting without u... it's u that has awoken the greatest expression that's ever touched worth... as i find myself mesmerized by the shape of ur unforgettable smirk... so to reach for ur hand alone is a desire held close to my own life... u are the missing presence that creates a feel of truly being alive... stripping my shield with ease... as my eyes cannot get enough of the way ur sights move towards me...

taking an observation to calculate what it is u like... only if u knew what i'd do to get to know what it is i could possibly find... tucked within ur secrets until someone real appears... lil do u know i crave to day ur walls collapses n u see me as a reason to dismiss fears... yes, it's u who has the untold use of my hearts calling... ur hands alone could easily unwrap a use as i began my falling... moving to the rhythm of ur very own thoughts standing before u... but i do not believe u see me lost in the wave of others flocking to earn ur truce... it's u that craws through my mind flipping switches n turning me on... n al i can think of is how i simply want more... for everything i have come to know points my passion ur way... n it would be a waste if i never had the chance to leaned in n kiss ur lovely face... yet, u seek what u dream of when the lights go out... having ur own fantasies clinging to the texture of ur well being wanting to be found... to know ur safe in arms that hold u in a forever sense of need... damn, what i would do to be close enough to u jus to feel u breathe... releasing all the luv hidden within to show u a different kinda freedom wiling to live n let live... for u i'd open up n allow the transformation to give u what you've missed... in a unique style where u can come out n be who u are... without the defense of a chilled n battered heart... ripping loose the edges formed to slice through hidden intents... i am as i come looking in ur direction hoping u notice i'm more than a moment spent...

never to be alone...

under the influence of emotions wanting their way... attachments cling to the feel of giddiness displayed upon the face... searching the sensitivity of hope wanting it to be real... moving in sync with a comfort melting the heart made of steel... valves upon to the flow soothing the resistance loosened... wanting to believe in eyes staring at a common use... as untamed desires lean on intuitions seeking shelter within a touch... to be pressed flush to the body n held in the silence of the hush...

allowing instinct to live beyond the confines of passion subdued... free to roam with the thrill of expressions speaking from the truths... felt as a reason to unravel in the coexistence of friends coming out to play... as the makings of luv reaches for recognition to be define the meaning of safe... as one adjusting to the texture of skin caressed with fingertips groping the curves... knowing muted words have been heard by the flirtation of worth... tempted to cater to another willing to ease beneath the moans... further into depths as the descend gathers the fulfillment's that create a home... bared to the facts shown in plain sight... wrapped up in the peace of the mingle able to enjoy a piece of life...

redefined...

never speak of the pain... don't show others how it hurts... keep a straight face... have some self fuckin worth... tuck tasty shot in deep... cover it with empty fear... put it to sleep... night night, as silence sucks up the tears... this world doesn't wanna hear it... jus enjoy the twist teach... it's ok, we all need fixed... deal with the shallows breached... ensure the hate... become a spiraling plunge... sit in the pits tasting names... but not once tell on an old luv... be bigger in time's tick... let them do n say what they will... know it's a lesson to evolve to live... yet, tension still... shaking within... tightening the thrill that changes beliefs... smile as if the tickle never left the ribs... pretend the end is personal relief... unfazed by blatant disregard... laughing off the disrespect... make others believe life isn't so hard... as joy self must spread to overcome the hole in the chest... without the paint of a clown... hide the details corrected behind closed doors... as quiet as unheard sound... emotionless is the act of not wanting anymore... give up n stay in a mental phase... dig into the fact that luv ain't shit... trust no one n remain afraid... reminding self that friends are better than losing a grip... no one truly cares for its a selfish desire felt... needs are more Never than wants... n there is no honest help... accept the endless lusts... torture the will it takes to be strong... be what everyone demands... fit in n there's no way self could ever go wrong... jus bypass interests that fade with gestures enhanced... focus on who is to come about... from the inner makings of a new version... people have no say so in who touches the rhythm that pounds... ache n cling to the processes diversion... let it longer n destroy a pure train of thought... suffer in the darkest nights... lost in the inevitable pause... alone n scared of the stare of eyes... falling into a depressed overdose forced by passion failed... allow the consumption to take control... there's someone who's been forgotten that's been derailed... but refuse anyone attempting to create a moan... as hope is a dream... n the outcast is witnessed in mirrors gone astray... drain the rush of misfortunes screams... before the walls have found peace with self taking blame... standing tainted n confused n having no remorse... fuck everyone... understand the dragging of hearts that squeeze vocal chords... n figuratively run... seeking character over vanity... reason with the comprehension of proof... as it is self that's distant n stepping away from insanity... alive n on the loose... dwell for as long as it takes... ease into a comatose resistance... rid the feel of comfort from the texture remembering the graze... reinvented as a different kinda suspicious... watching movements n listening to musical tones... disintegrating has beens with the fire lit that defines the flame... from corrupt to free from the burdens owned... un tame the beast from shackles n chains...

healing with nature...

away from here is where the escape begins... out into the wild where nature extends... with a fire lit to warm the nights... n a friends or two to enjoy a piece of life... in the middle of nowhere is the sounds sought out... with no motor or people anywhere around... jus a bit of convo n smiles far from the chaos of every day... deep in no mans land as a hike is to be the tame... of natural intent of back to the roots that kept things simple... finding a lake to cast poles out into the water causing ripples... sitting on the banks while the sun comes on its pass... enjoying some company as the sky transforms for the mind to react... remembering the little things forgotten in a world made of rules... free is the moment to capture sanity on the loose... chasing stars that stretch across a darkened night... as the crackle of the flames soothes the picture with a moon that shines... adapting to the way life should truly be... for a lil while as if the concrete jungle is merely a dream... on the other side of the line where lief can be felt... putting distance in between the burdens n what truly matters as self... with a few others sleeping where the dirt meets the feet... on a shoreline having a different kinda need... hoping time rests for as long as possible not wanting to return... for goin back is a memory taken from the thoughts to heal with the burn... relaxing with the woods singe lit for heat... listening to the silence n the way the flicker breathes... surviving on the edge like animals without technical support... allowing the texture of the skin to be at peace with the flow of what has been torn... existing for a brief relief to restore the purity of passion's keep... plucking at the seems of clothing sown to cover the body gone unseen... laying about n swimming is a freedom to be claimed... untamed n healing with nature providing a simpler way to play...

in disbelief...

i cannot believe i fell... i'm in disbelief... i found the definition of the realization of a real life hell... n a t the bottom there was no relief... as words were carried to cut wounds from luv'd ones... n i'm still shocked of how i allowed myself to drift... though looking for a way back up was jus wanting to go home... to regain the loss without the weight of judgement's n jus live... having to prove to self what worth truly is... i hit hard n bounced... cracked my mind n turned on emotions that took the feel outta the chuckle in my ribs... with an ache that dug in deeper than the gutters could claim me found... as the head shakes... nodding back n forth... somehow i got caught up in the chase... believing in luv when likes were misplaced with a bore... caving in took its toll...  sat many of days working on the fight to emerge back to the norm... dreaming of the day that came to rest in my bed as i roll... in comfort remembering the careless actions giving to what never wanted to enjoy my own core... i descended alone n i realized the value of friends... gained a better judge of character that defines who i am... never to let another's bs create my way of life for it always ends... as it made me different as an individual disliking societies version of a man... with a thought that i plundered... got wrapped up with snakes that bit with venom... showing me how how the hunted can become the hunter... as i now comprehend the stability of avoiding the nips of tendons... cut by others using whoever they can to fill their needs... while the lowering dropped like walls demolished by so called friends... held down on financial levels doin what one can to overcome the dragging of knees... having a reason to release anything that forces hardships upon the faces expression not wanting attend... as i recall how gullible i was to feel that rush... goin all in n winding up on the raw end of the hype... missing self in the dark when the pain hated luv... i'll never return to such a place the ripped me open to taste me ever so ripe...

doin our thing...

ain't no ones business what u n i do... there's no judgement i will consider to my own truths... for i see u in so time to come to give that thrill i seek... having a lifetime of wonders put to rest n bringing to the surface all the sacred dreams... it's about us in the moments we reason with self of why we fuck with each other... from everyday comforts to locking the doors to hoover... in the presence of two friends coming together for a piece of mind... collecting memories in the motions it takes to earn the rights... fuck what everyone thinks we need to be doin other than clinging to how we feel... in a mental understanding it's to be what we decide as we are that real... bonded through our own intent... helping u as u help i on a daily vent... having someone worth a fuck that truly cares... making relations so far beyond more than fair... when it's the tone of voices soothing the beast... it's me for u as it's u for i never wanting to think of leaving... knowing we have the makings of harmony bouncing with the pulse when we get close... felt is the passion's will to open the valve to emotions n jus go home... blocking out all the negativity we refuse to listen to... they don't see what takes place in order for the crave to let loose... connecting eyes can't lie the way tongue tell tales to separate who we are side by side... stronger n building a force that is enjoyed by the proof we give to give sight to the blind... good to u as u are as good as u can be to me falling further everyday... n it all seemed to happened as slow as we could bare to witness a use call out names... speaking of how life wouldn't be the same without the pair we've become... saying fuck everyone who ain't on what makes us move to the rush... trusting words as promises never once miss a beat... in a state of where in the fuck have u been as devotion has a seat... to sit in rooms talking n interacting as a whole of two halves meeting the way we have... sharing the details that comprehend why we've come to stand still to get to know we with each other react... n how beautiful the mingle accepts the figuring of smiles that flow... on the same path with a similar mindset to revive moans...

waiting on a friend...

not many can penetrate the shell.. it's a task most find too thick to continue to be felt... so on they go with the passing of interest given to another... due to it's gonna take a friend to get beneath the feel of a luv'r... emotions cannot be tamed from the surface... as self has  a better purpose than winding up once again as worthless... having depths untouched is the realist wait for the right one to come along... as patience ease along with the feel of trust to be that will never go wrong... luv jus ain't on the table for jus anyone wanting in... so it's a unwillingness they meet upon arrival that refuses their attempt to coexist... very few have sunk into the skin as textures have been the comfort wrapped in a mental estate... yet the numbers of those unable to dig in with their shovels have been a fact of losing count in different shapes of faces... low percentages have ever laid with life's cherished moments with who they thought they could get to within me... having more sexual experiences than connections through a coarse of events leading up to the remembrance of old dreams... still sitting in solitude awaiting someone to appear i cannot ignore... allowing self to be the one to finally be explored... letting the walls come down with a wrecking ball made to show a new scene wanting more... evolving the way the heart craves desires to step up with reason to fuck with someone else... evading good ones for the completion isn't quite the way expression wanna melt... a hard one to crack is that of i knowing what it is to look for... clinging to a hope of realization that they come soon enough to enjoy compassion's poured... as i rside in a lonely place drifting on a thought in which knows who self is... as not everyone mingles well within lifestyles reaching to the sensitivities of the ribs...

chill...

emotions ain't worth a fuck if ur mental stability isn't strong enough to control how they are defined... pure feelings won't cut it as that lil paradise between ur legs is simply not good enough to own the mind... let go of the wise tales that have told to u of ur own pour judgement of character building resentment behind ur eyes... u cannot trap a real one with such shallow motion that conflict with ones own terms of what a true woman has to offer standing in the middle of life... outbursts n rude tones need not occur for a friend is what's needed if relations is to begin... as attitudes n assumptions have no reason to communicate as they are as immature as the lil girls pretending to have what it takes from within... n ur vanity is nice yet it's not who lays beneath the surface lingering as we both know... so for once drop the irrelevant protocol n show yourself if real is what hides with the attempt to flow... immaturities are for those with trust issues claiming someone else hurt them n not their own choices to continue to mingle... you'll only remain that one thing that brings on the lonely night hoping someone comes along so u don't havta be single... luv doesn't create the pain i which you've felt but the rush to be felt does... as slow is the makings of a peace valued without a cost or price tag as the simple things mean to most when laying flush... check yourself over n come to know who it is the represents ur delivery before steeping up as a demand to get what u want... forcing the facts of gimme ur geart or ur on to the next one willing to play a fuckin fool that u have doing stunts... that weak azz shit is for children who know nothing of what it takes to go the distance... so proceed with caution until u get to know a fella as if walking on a battlefield with hesitance... it'll settle the nerve when time gives a purpose to open up n bare all the lil pieces to someone who enjoys keeping ur secrets on hush... moving thoughts in the head that refuse to rest until side are close enough to turning want into needs as desires have witnessed a lifestyle that is a must... going at life with a partner to have a better way that eases the curiosity's wonder... speaking through actions that evolve with another on a higher level of jus becoming luv'rs... jus drop the chaotic ruins that repeat self suffocation n breathe... otherwise ur gonna spend years dreaming of mr perfect while falling inward with no way to climb from within ur own confines unable to find relief... let go of the over emotionalized nonsense n truly accept nothing good ever happens over night... then maybe u can see the differences between individuals n douches playing the same games u are now as the blame hasta be placed with the lies... n the do for me the way i see fit bullshit that's over rated to say the least... or u can keep on seeking those u soemone find attractive to tame ur inner beast...

isolated...

in the silence of knowing things are not as good as the smile upon the face... better days has passed when sitting alone drifting on thoughts that try to escape... changing expressions worn as truths show life beneath the mask... sitting behind closed doors is the safest place to hide waiting on time to elapse... not wanting to be self in the makings of who is to come from the solitude's discomfort... pretending it's all as breezy as the wind attempting to not admit luv jus fuckin hurts... from inside out only the mirror can witness depths surface from outta nowhere... rearranging emotion as use is a thing gone to the liking of fear... rambling in the dark n becoming ones own best friend... appearing to be a nut job with trust issues as no one else is to blame to who the heart was lent... choices from the other side of swinging doors reflect on the opened chest too willing to give... finding there's not one person allowed to comfort even the skin so life can live... sheltered is the path chosen to overcome decisions that have never seen real intent... as the walls collect sound unheard that's trapped within too much time alone as the recollection vents... fading away from the belief in others damages the mind's eagerness to adapt to someone else's ways... for it's always the retraction of self jus past the ends of relations forgetting names...

in a place unreachable something goes terribly wrong... once the healing procedure wraps around to the not needing anyone to complete how the experience has come along... lies form in the eyes as desires crave to reattach themselves to another... yet, the power to step to the line isn't strong enough to withstand the blow of jus some luv'r... having a deeper purpose creating a new type of pain is the confliction causing a battle to take place... one in which very few can realize is even happening for they feel the vibe sending signals as attachments are said to be games... n to play one hasta dig further to find that raw tenderness clinging to the texture's hope... needing to be extracted as if worth gave up on the purity of jus wanting to go the fuck home... a dream of some sort fed to the memory as a remembrance of how people switch shit up... residing in the afterthought going through a phase where it's self that defines what is to what will be from what was... in moments where if feels the world that surrounds ones own imperfections can jus disappear... damn near bipolar as passion spikes the flat line to revive the sensitive side of dripping tears... keeping the human intuition alert of what's happening down under the nerves crawling for shelter... desperately seeking a way to reemerge from the hidden dispute of what to do as the dweller... going back n forth on some idiocy due to someone else's effect they've been able to establish... slow to realize it's a weakened state of being to continue to to carry the baggage which in its own is madness... though it takes courage to let the core be enjoyed by a stranger who is as foreign as unknown... to sit with them long enough to either be a waste of time or somehow finally meet a mate who's cover is blown... in the stillness one thinks to resurrect the dead uselessness of disbelief... reinventing a better version of a well rounded force to be reckoned with so all those flutters can eventually breathe...

Not everyone fits...

Bouncing with the vibe jus wasn't right... he could see it in her eyes... there was no other option but to let her go... she was to into the moment of leaving slow... as the build up emotion hurt something fierce... the release to come in his heart would pierce... touching raw intent as a friend first... understanding people only settle until that one gives worth... for there was a flame within her he could not contain... it wasn't him n he knew she'd be gone one day... so the nerve got with the mind n came to a conclusion... there's no time to waste n live as an illusion... memories can not wait to be washed away... left wondering where to start over in some random place... n as he gathered himself to reason with her smile... knowing she enjoyed all the things that made a friendship worth the while... he sat n watched to make sure of what he saw... someone with more life in her than he could ever hang upon a wall... noticing her every twitch that made her real...

though she hid behind a lie of a luv yet to be peeled... waiting for something she felt would come along... stringing out days beside another that jus didn't feel like home... so words were found to express the fearful thoughts... bringing it to the surface as time itself paused... he stood true to her happiness that was under consideration... n spoke of how he witnessed her without hesitation... freeing her from a burden for her promise to him was meant... as her truths owned up n admitted if felt as if get feet were stuck in cement... n how the overwhelming feeling of hope is on the other side of the door... both honest due to the facts faced as neither were a whore... loyal to the bond that didn't fully connect... yet to remain as a trusted confidante for later use they broke chains to seek what's best... with tears that dripped in relieffect from the separation the pain was there... as they never lied about how much they actually cared... n as the drifted their own ways communication got lost... having new luv's come n go until purpose arose... searching for that thing let loose from once upon a time ago... thinking from time to time of the depths that failed to comply with the joy removed... having someone even more special that compliments who they are no longer on the loose... as goin back remind them that things change n not everyone fits... telling the one they truly luv ilu with every kiss...

Head up...

Have u ever laughed with tears in ur eyes.?. Knowing the shit is fuckin funny yet hurts at the same time... telling self to suck it the fuck up n collect the mind... thinking when's is it gonna be my turn to have a better life... steady grinding with sacrifices given anytime anywhere... to have that happy place with a well deserved cheer... working noon stop jus to get tout the edge n fall once again into fear... unable to get ahead to rise from te ghettos that suck smiles from the face hating the mirror... with weight in the heart carrying hope slowly fading into long lost dreams... needing help yet there's no one to trust to mate with so solo is is different kinda free... as it's the head held up that bobs on the neck attempting to find the strength to breathe... feeling the body giving out from the grunt that claims will to overcome exhaustion's plead... damn near not interested in doin anything due to that's when ends truly bust loose... losing belief in ever fulfilling the thoughts that are worn by a noose... hanged on display by selling self away as self jus isn't enough to call a truce... as empty rooms hear things even when the lips refuse to fuckin move...

the truth of the matter...

what matters is the well being of self without hurting another jus trying to smile... attempting to figure out who's good for the heart is a mental game of weeding out the senile... joy can be corrupted by allowing jus any ol one to come strolling in... as life changes with decisions to find completions comforting the purpose within... to be happy in true form jus getting along so naturally is the key... to be enjoyed n cherish what touches depths that feel the need to breathe...having no issue that cause harsh interaction with others... patience is vital to coming across someone who contains the elements to becoming more than a luv'r... it's the one within that matters the most as not everyone can fit in to that sacred space... it can only adjust to to tickle of true intent seen daily upon the face... through a friendship made to last beyond fairy tales that invade dreams... ones gotta witness the reflection that shows devotion to a calmer life... without the chaos of someones bitterness wanting control of motions n thoughts that beat on feelings not wanting to hide... the strain isn't worth the touch of a foe getting close to the comforts that makes us who we are... individuals jus wanting to live in harmony's thrills as passion is as free as existence played upon the strings of a guitar... making luv to the mindset that will forever remain intact... facing each situation as they come with a yes or no as the respect is considered as facts... jollies aren't to be tampered with by those who defy the option to feel compassion instilled... the thing that means the most is how emotion lingers through the adjustments seeking a friend in which wants to build... that taring down shit is not a lifestyle worth a fuck... as giving up the goods isn't jus sexual but a form of distributing self as a plus... it's who we are as a person that wraps minds in a tangled wanting to know more... as ours tends to be as curious as mingling with intent to explore... hoping to land in due time within some else as ones true self... able to be n accept what is to come of some actual help... in a matter of perception the twist can go so many different ways... yet it's in the now that reflects the compliment of another to walk side by side with very lil space in between the embrace... snug to sink beneath the surface where the true magic happens... where all the real good shit begins the overlapping... adjusting to a greater cause set in motion by the ease of yes... gaining more than honest use at the point of access...

if u were here...

if u were here in my hands life would be so much better... for there'd be no time wasted in the changing of weather... we'd be doin all the things we aren't doin right now... as there'd be no reason to fight for words to come from mouths...with opened eyes staring at the one person the hearts waited on for so long... handing over secrets to gain a better understanding so life can sing along...

listening to the way we slice through the air together... taking each moment as if it were our last with forever... switching the gears of the mind to play out loud with sounds... as there's so many that's gone unheard the furniture could truly be moved around... from one room to the next making memories jus for us... ripping through seams sown to hold in whats left for luv... if u were here to listen to the way these fingers would softy feel their way around ur curves... lifting ur smile n creating an irresistible version of worth... jus being who i am as we relate in our own lil way... taking into consideration that we can see each others face every single day... finding my head in ur lap for the comfort of the feel... as hands rub u down so u to can ease back n jus be real... holding nights lit by candles in the memory for all time... side by side cooking dinners n filling up on never getting enough of us defined... friends as is in the way we collide with likes stroking unsettled nerves... daily going back n forth with the way we cannot help but to flirt...

babble...

crawl on in bed n feel ur way around... yet, not to fuck but to enjoy voices make sound... u can touch places of me ur eyes cannot reach... dig in n lose sight of time's endless fame... drifting on thoughts spoken to be known... living in the moment where we're jus not alone... n u can stay as long as you'd like... simply by getting close enough to settle in for the night... all u gotta do is come lay by my side n cuddle up... there's nothing here to be afraid of... i jus wanna enjoy a few laughs as we rest... giving a convo a run for its money coming from the chest... changing the way we coexist... being honest to what has truly been missed... as lips babble on without restraints... listening to breaths turn into sighs as we enjoy the gain... felt by the mind's reason to pull u near... having not an ounce of the one thing we both fear...

opening up to walk away come tomorrow's release... after spending well earned motions as if a brief relief... come, be as still as ur heart decides to be... climb on up n find ur comfy wanting to be freed... i'm not the one who's gonna hurt u... i'm more into the friendship that conspire from having a use... so roll upon the covers with me wanting u to enjoy yourself... falling into a swing of  pillows felt...

Held in ur embrace...

I jus wanna collapse n lay as still as I possibly can... comforted with ur arms wrapped around me... to relax fir a bit in true peace... as i fall into a drift away from the physical drain as I sleep... hold me until I'm on the other side... I wanna feel ur presence cling... whispering softly jus to hear ur voice... as only u will do for this kinda ease... I'm sore n i'm tired n I need a friend... felt pressed up against me is my thoughts... to settle the nerves worn down... as i slip into an ever so needed pause... behind closed doors as flush as we can be... u n i cuddled up n not goin anywhere... hands stroking the skin... deliver me to my dreams as I listen to ur lips... falling beneath the texture as off I go... counting on u to be hear when I return... telling me it's ok to rest for a bit... showing me what I earn is a worth... for my body aches from life beating me down... lemme enjoy u with my eyes closed... held like no one else could even exist... for a lil while so my mind can roam... drifting off as i cross over... where I'm not so exhausted n can play... help me unwind if u would... by all means I'm urs to tame...

slow ur role...

are u gonna be ok with me taking my time.?. side stepping emotion to enjoy a lil piece of mind... with a friendly gesture jus wanting to get along... turning away from any attempt to to dig beyond a pause... with a no emotion policy that is enforced as a way of life... being off limits for personal reason due to we jus don't know one another... i ain't giving in so easily like like so many others... so if u cannot understand it isn't a free ride we're gonna havta part ways... jus because of the comprehension factor of a friendship must take place... considering the situation once relations feels the need to change people in the makings of luv... i'd rather be liked than rush the expressions leaping from lips n such... it jus won't happen for i'll be damned if the sliver of lusts  are allowed to take what they want... corrupting the mindset for a cheap thrill that don't have the patience to earn the keeps of trust...

as there's no chance of an over night miracle to weasel its way past the front door... n u are not an exception to the rules applied for comfort to settle the nerve lured... slow is the chosen extent of passion ever surfacing... anything else is a waste of life as the fire parked by pleasure is always smothering... causing confusion on levels that are immature to say the least... claiming desires are promising the never ending occurrence set fit for destruction's greed... with a gimme attitude of now or never u can miss me with... i'm in no dyer desperation to fondle the stoke of lonely lips... that angle gets no one anywhere faking to collaborate with selfish intent... forcing issues upon the peace n quiet with an abruption that eventually becomes hesitant... are we on the same page to hanging out for a while as moments can decipher the mood.?. so the defined realization can speak with actions living loose...

Endless rotation...

Do u ever think about switching up the type u cling to.?. Jus go with a different kinda individual instead on the same ol truce... always ending around the time when u figure out they ain't worth a fuck... after you've done invested emotionally n fell in luv... u ever asked yourself what it is about them that sucks u in.?. knowing damn well the person u are with them jus doesn't fit... chasing endless encounters of hope willing to do anything for a kind... when there's others that would be damn good to ur state of mind... or is it u live the dream everyone else carries around in their thoughts.?. Drifting down dead ends never to hear the applause... so lost the sexual attraction is all there is to be felt... knowing deeper is what u crave as no one truly cares about self... have u ever considered jus maybe thier u cling to jus ain't worth a fuck.?. Digging into ur own personal well being to get what they want... watching them fake the rotation until replaceable with thevery same desires equaling out to be nothing but lusts... as it's always back to the basics of seeking a so called real one... where's ur thought process outside of the vanity u claim isn't everything.?. Under goin reconstruction within every turn that leads u astray with flings... is the sex that good to remain in the shallows with different faces all telling u the same shit.?. Building to the tension of calling everyone identically unfit... as it's a choice to mingle as self is to take blame at some point... telling people of how incapable they are when is the one in the mirror u avoid... have u ever thought of trying something new for a change.?. To witness the difference in the delivery u say is absent to ur loving ways...

Untouchable...

As the situation isn't ready the way the heart is emotion gets tangled within... thoughts overlap n reality hasta wait a lil longer to feel that tingle that lifts the grin... as the wait is undeniably the most torturous to depths breaking free from restraints... releasing all the bottled up nonsense as a farwell, no thanks... all to sit with the stillness upon the face unable to show how self has evolved... due to obligations that are the most important factor until the issue is resolved... fighting the feeling of bittersweet goin stale in the mouth... as life seems unfair to push through corrections alone before luv can be found... it's a game of losing those interested for a better cause of self to regain a normal life... even though to play is to watch others turn from true intent goin to waste in the mind... hurting in a way time drags out well past the need of a friend to stay... connections fade as terms of consideration has prior promises made... so alone is the option until further notice where everything is allowed to change... hiding in solitude so attachments cannot possibly get used to anyones name... drifting as if the pain from old relations still linger in the eyes... knowing it's not the case when the healing backed away from the edge of the dive... coming to terms with a better sense of having something to truly offer another... in a life somewhere beyond the walls that tend to smother... others are not allowed in by any means necessary... guidelines have structure so the struggle can soon be buried...

It's your turn, I'm at a loss of words...

Say something that touches me... maybe I need to hear a friend speak... telling of hidden thoughts that give life... release upon me of all the things on your mind... I'm at a loss of words that seem to go astray... say something n fuckin relate... I'm tired of having the only voice trying to talk... I wanna listen for a while n ease into a pause... make a sound that comforts me for a change... to hear someone else's grammer would help the experssions upon my face... jus a few lines would help... it'll come to you as your tongue flips what's dealt... find me through your version of opening up... you can even if you must,  babble on about luv... anything will do... jus don't for some reason go mute... afraid to choose spoken creativity to deliver self... unheard intent can't reach for what could be felt... hidden in tones that touch me intrigued to know more... my ears are yours to gab at until you've emptied your core... jus be real n I'll be as silent as the night... taking in consideration your angle willing to capture the spptlight... your secrets are safe with me... jus don't first to breathe... there's no rush to get it out... I can't find you if you can't be found... so take your time n whispers me a thong or two... I'll intetested in the way your vibe moves...

In the mood for change...

Laughing in the silence knowing a friend would be nice... falling short of a direction to turn so it's back to the thoughts that confuse the mind... in the dark is where the most vital images emerge... tempting the heart to open to the suggestion of a simple flirt... though the feel is fear wanting someone to confide in... as the nerve hides from the motion of being felt in the ribs... convinced the end will come before worth settles down... lonely nights corrupt the notion of speaking out loud... hearing whispers congregate with intent to over ride the empty nights... like wings of a bird clipped to never take flight... lost in ways someone close on all levels could be of use... yet still the tongue doesn't move with words put on mute... to listen to the stillness of the heart slowly ache... time in an isolated room tends to change the face... sitting behind closed doors losing pieces that need to be replaced soon... n it's worse when eyes look for an absent moon... trying to focus on something good when the bottom reaches up... grabbing ahold of truths as likes wanna transform into luv... to enjoy the lil things someone else has to offer... with hands that gently touch places ever so softer... a mate is what's missing to comfort life's endless march... easing the struggle from every angle so the flat line archs... shedding the mindset of the belief that everyone's the same... in need is the well being of hope jus wanting the flavor of a name... waiting patiently to gather self to do more than dream of a luv'r that fits... one to drift with as time itself is a witness... watching the harmony of partners that clique... taking that battle from within to free the burden of unused lips... giving a chance to twist reality back into play... putting to rest the dwelling of the pain...

Believing...

Imma havta believe u have my back... proof is in the way we relate... moving to the terms with real facts... standing with a look knowing use can't be erased... to feel worth when I'm not around... catching vibes in the wind carrying ur voice... never to question the sound... my intent is what u need not to avoid... there's gonna havta be mutual content... a cling to luv's will... as the creation of us is to invent... being something more that a quick thrill... friends are to be established... from now til the end that lays to rest... six ferry beneath the wait of what's missed... to be joined at the edge of life's best... falling into place is the conditions of the heart... felt n starting no matter what... getting along to enjoy doin ur part... n yes that includes lusts... desires n sexual intent... mentally capturing the ease of peace... earning depths to surface with a tender grasp... free as self to actually evolve with the need... believing in me the way I have a belief in u to last... 

damn, how perfect...

felt deep as skin meets... touching to the press...

deeper to the roots nurtured... sinking into the chest...

feeling the comfort from the surface... pausing for a breath shared...

face to face cheeks make luv... beneath the expressions glare...

completion clams the mind... loosening life's ways...

reaching in to the feel... leaning to the motion of being saved... 

emotion awakens the closer hearts become...as one in moments alone...

believing there is an answer... accepting there's hope...

creating features to maneuver... shape shifting to show a worth...

feeling personal space invaded... enjoying all the lil smirks...

hearing heartbeats pulsate in rhythm... coming from within...

bringing use to be seen... reasoning with happiness wanting to live...

as hands glide... flowing with the curves...

fingers falling in further than desires... whole halves lurk...

from the outside wanting in... found is the depths of passion...

in tuned with trust... as smooth as the tenderness of actions...

allowing devotion to settle in... correcting mindsets...

lips form names... worries laid to rest...

becoming familiar with a friend... sighs float through the air...

freed to express what's been hidden... truths being the topic bared...

true intent through motion... opening the secret chambers...

doors fling to welcome luv... finally having no sense of danger...

peeks transform into stares... vividly witnessed as eyes connect...

gathering thoughts that linger... damn, how perfect...

chuckling... having a real purpose to invest...

wrapped up in desires peaking... soothing the reaction clings to nerves...

revived n coming forth as self... together giving this world the birds...

to be luv'd

jus to say things the tongue gave up on... to be heard by another in true form... straight to the point of having a real friend... with emotions opened up wide for a landing coming in... wrapped up in some comfy arms... felt by the body's give to allow sighs to march... walking upon the skin like fingertips soothing the feel... eyes rolling to the texture caressed breaking seals... as the hearts valve reopens for service... in a moment where smiles are noticed...

vibing through nerves on the loose... clinging to the masterpiece of hope having a truce... tingling to the sound of voices bouncing off the walls... quieting to whispers softly touching passion so raw... releasing a sense of where in the fuck have u been... knowing someone has self the same way a friendship is lent... to be revived for an afterlife that's more than a thought... tasting each kiss as if getting lost in a pause... lips on lips with the heat of life wanting to live... held tight to the joy tickling the ribs... believing in motion put into play... jus to remember the expressions that define gestures claiming luv seen upon the face...

untold...

pieces of me are in words never spoken... muted to sound... heard by no one... as even lips know nothing of who is yet to come to mouth... expressions hide from life... tucked in the creases... damn near lost... yet it's the feel that plucks the mind to distinguish a thesis... one that's not ready to come out... having fragments within every letter... holding them together... needing more time to figure a way to make things better... going unheard without the whereabouts of emotion... idled in the process of being retrained... with itty bitty particles of hope the eyes cannot see... indulging in self to a true friend can be obtained... as depths go unmentioned for reason held close to the heart... speaking only on a mental state... a comprehension to relate through an understanding of facts... losing the feel of luv not wanting to hate... behind the scenes a collective choice regains control... hushed to allowing others in... sending a message crisp n clear... at all costs if passion were to surface life would expect to live... never able to find the syllables to tell it like it is... motion moves on the drift... alone n at peace with the basic necessities... comforted without the lack there of different types of twists... stoned is desires unable to say what's been chewed... enjoying the quiet ease that soothes... lingering in the silence... creating a balance of use... never attempting an interest catering to the feel of relations... setting aside the chase that claims all... free spirited to do what's naturally defined... hidden beneath the shell is the answers that climb the walls...

It's more than u n i...

What kinda characters do u allow around u in ur life.?. It's a serious wisdom due to if w were to tango they'd affect my well being, emotion n state of mind... to be honest who in the fuck can I accept those the crate issues in ur world.?. Yeah there's more than u n i when it comes to peace within as pets pasty a factor in u ever becoming my girl... the last I checked is the confusion one condone's that becomes an irritation that needs cut loose... fabricated into the pattern of their norm by eyes that are blinded to the abuse... undergoing contraction every day as the flow is jus a miserable misconduct... losing in self the one thingredients that matters most is trust... I don't want no part of the chaos if u catch my drift... things are goin smooth since I've done away with suck foolish negativity n caught a grip... so check ur own situation for issues before u approach another... truly fix ur end so relations can move past the feely touch of short lived luv'rs...

finally letting go...

i've luv'd u for too long n i believe it's time to let u go... so lets face the facts as ur not hear to agree that life's jus moving way to slow... it's come around to me getting back on with what makes even me tick... as this will be the last moment i give into the memory of an old friend  no longer missed... i guess enough days were spent without u having a need for me... n i'm ok now with how things wrapped my mind up to unwind with a new set of dreams... seems my antidote was a to be left alone after all.. worth went astray like ur face buried into bare walls... on one final exhale u were so far gone... felt u are not a necessity to me as u do not belong... the attachment faded like tail lights in the night... as i've gathered myself jus to realize i need to take flight... there's been more than enough scenarios running through my head... n others that's come n gone that were better in bed... for there is no hate i hold for u... it's jus a fair well poof i must choose... jus bcuz u stayed out ur welcome when you've been off somewhere else... as i've become an after thought to imaginary scars that have no whelps... n i haven't heard ur voice in so long it makes it clear... to move on without u i simply have nothing to fear... the luv has dissipated as i'm comforted by way too many years... yeah it took a while to rid u from my depths... yet, it was me not u that held on due to my feelings that wept... unheard i am not still to this day... so by golly imma jus stop n smile to enjoy how i go about my way...