Lucid dreams...

Have u ever found yourself out in the middle of nowhere with ur heart aching to its own pulse.?. Lacking a friend to be the comfort of hope settling the difference within the design of flaws... Begging self to become more than a solo act running for a shelter that simply doesn't exist... As thoughts begin to drift of how life is mostly wasted in lonely moments making the texture of flesh ever so missed... When home is but a word lost upon the tongues flip to admit where use is not alone... Have u ever stared for hrs a seen nothing more than a phone.?. Feeling distant n irrelevant to life in the way not much matters without a luv to cling to... Knowing the mind is further from the opening in the chest as days linger into a past hanged from a noose... With a feeling of solitude self could only wish to walk away from before it's too late... Jus in want of a need to free emotion as eyes set sights on a familiar face... With a touch that ends the depths dwelling on reasons in which cripple intent... To loosen up n jus be a better version that's untamed n willing to please another as a friendship is lent... Have u ever waited long enough n still haven't come to terms of when life itself is gonna be rearrange.?. For that final situation trust can rely on by nights stillness creating an even trade... A u for i in exchange to put to rest the wonders of passions finest giving a hand... As the reflection of self is admired not by vanity but by individuality of someone who needs not speak of where tgey too stand... Have u ever longed to have the torment stopped.?. For long enough has already corrected the presentation of a mirrors image fit to grow soft... Tenderizing pieces of self to be sauteed in arms like a lucid dream coming to life... Have u ever not known the beginning to the next line.?.

U can't have me so easily...

U can't have me so easily...

There just ain't nothing to fix this way... Not saying i don't have a few flaws n all but I'm a lil more well with it than being the same ol same... Maybe what u refuse to witness i hiw a mofo is watching for the way u present yourself... Doing that typical female ba thinking i need a lil help... I ain't on the silliness of what the crowd fits into... I like tbe sound of peace tbat soothes me to move... N I'm not a big fan of how women havta have a project in a man the believe they can change... I do just fine without the nurturing for i on my own know ehat it would take to create the expressions upon my face... I'm just patient to the point of what's good for me will be... N as of yet, a difference is still locked away in my dreams... Tucked under the comfort of facts that add up to a hope chuckling with an eventual sigh... U don't havta cater to me nor constantly follow my motions through life... I got me n don't feel the lack of trust that lingers in ur heart... Over running ur mind bcuz u don't knew what to do with someone like me n that creates unknown alarms... Not my issue, not my definition of a friend... As all I'm drifting along doing is being attentive the the way emotions bend... I'm not twisted n haven't a care to be drained of my worth... I see how ur eyes get caught in the headlights of my life as stares lurk... Quietly settled on what defines me as an individual loosened up... I'm unphased by relations that are overrated due to likes never transform into a deserved luv... No I'm not swimming in depths just to drown over carelessness... I'm just hanging around doing me bcuz i found my own happiness... N it will not fade to the rush that burns out faster than a flame... It's kinda like who in the fuck do i think i am when days turn sheets down to rest without disturbing hate... Just as smooth as i can slip on through to get to the other side of who it is u say u are... At first sight is a situations on where time itself clarifies tongues that speak of the spark... U can't have me so easily... I'm not trying to go without but that one person isn't gonna be the the one who's gonna be missing me...

On standby...

People are so easy to fall in luv with multiple people back to back to back... Like they're afraid to be alone with themself as a friend within they lack... I've been there once n can't seem to come to a comfort to jus giving up the goods... I wonder but can't click with jus anyone due to my differences beyond the hook... Though i get to much alone time tends to create a rut when independence gets carried away... Yet who can be tolerated on a daily to become a familiar face.?. When the heart ain't feeling passion without a friendship where details align... Bypassing the goofy shit to get to what matters to have some sorta normal with another while living life... As so many allow emotion to take blow after blow jus so nights don't seem so long... Claiming whoever is up is it until the end transforms the content in tones gone wrong... As i have a hard time trying to figure out what peoples true intentions are... Allowing time to show truths to linger into the open like a work of art... Am i the only one to consider the possibility of lives merging needs to be considered from all angles.?. Unable to give in to laughs when there's more to life than the good times that have defining moments that dangle... Even luv'd ones n others that are a part of someone's every day routine is a packaged deal so outta reach... Knowing some people jus ain't no good for the mind seeking peace... Though the thought teeters behind the eyes as if an unrest is curious to witness what a real touch would be like... As i hide me from a world filled with strangers in n outta relations doing time... With one question haunting the silence as all i wanna do is sleep... When will i ever give in to wants over needs.?. To be able to sigh in belief that that one person fits jus right... Never perfect but triggers something i could never resist from deep beneath words that cannot be held inside...

These things i ask...

It apears you'd like to know what it's life to hold on m3... Yet hope long did u think it'll last Intel i am no longer that comfort in ur dreams.?. When the chase is over n the end places me as a memory in the back of ur mind... Will u be able to remember how it felt if we we're to touch luv's prize.?. These things iask are as real as confort forgetting week iy is i am.... Simply wanting what everyone else does hoping the tears u cannot see fall where i stand... When we become strangers once again who would i be but a has been.?. As the tenderness is no longer an. Option pressed against my lips... The things i ask that are yet to br jus ways to know if ur anyways gonna be around... Bcuz I'm tired of losing friends who get lost walking back into this world never to be found...

The wonder...

What is it i cannot have.?. To touch with more than fingertips that only begin to feel it pass... Why is it i stand in the middke of life wondering of hope.?. Drifting as if I'm forever to be alone... When with the pieces align so joy can come from within.?. To enjoy what i envy n live... How long will life go on as my worth lingers in days that has come to be gone.?. As looking in the mirror confuses the mind of where i belong... Why the wait when the heart gets no younger with yrs falling into a forgotten past.?. The infamous loner jus wants to embrace the facts... Where shall the memories go if never made to be kept.?. For trust only believes in others when nothing is left... N who is it to be that fits the details if luv was to exist.?. As lives mesh in a mingling collision of comforts to be pressed against hushed lips...

What if i...

What if i jus didn't wanna be here.?. Having very lil to no enjoyment as eyes more than often shed tears... What if i faded off n never came back.?. The silence sounds so peaceful layin as still as scab... What if i jus didn't fit in anywhere i attend.?. When being alone has more perks than so many fake grins... What if i wanted it all to end before i felt any worse.?. To remain a lost thought that has no true worth... What if i told the truth of how i didn't wanna do it anymore.?. Yet hadn't the courage to finalize my own body motionless on the floor... What if i tried to live more tomorrow than i ever have on any day prior.?. The way i do now as it does no good to be so wired... What if i jus let go n said fuck it all.?. After all no one can hear my voice bouncing off the walls... What if i pretended to be happy for jus a lil while.?. Would it make any difference if i forced a smile.?. What if i never ever woke up again.?. I wondered of the last moment since i was a child...

Dumpin...

Dumpin it all into where the heart feels it can thrive... As the end was once worth turns n takes a dive... After sinkin all that's lost is moments that was meant to last a lifetime... Soakin in luv as the water was tears of emotion turned off along with the lights... Home doesn't quite feel the same when the whispers stop... Yet the most beautiful thing is knowing all the bs eventually leaves n the mind can be unlocked... Dumpin the feel to get back to the reality if it all... As dreams patiently pause not wantin jus another loss...

Long...

I've been taking the long way home for quite some time... N every bend i turn becomes another case in which i cannot clear my mind... In a world lost jus wanting the comfort of feeling familiar i linger through life... Looking at doors as i think which one isn't locked to keep me out... As patient as the core of a tornado hidden from the chaos as i sit in the silence of sound... I'm jus taking my time to get to where my heart belongs... On my way to the unknown comfort that could never take too long...

After the act...

Do i havta leave come mornings light.?. Maybe I'd like to hear u past the moans u made last night... Possibly see u when time opens ur eyes... To become a piece for a moment in ya life... For i believe what i need only u can give to me... Needless to say jus wanna watch u come from ur dreams n face me here in reality... Once the night wears off... N the sun gives sight a shadow to the ur beauty as i pause... To lay speechless with a tongue deciphering through unused words... Come tomorrow if we were to part there's a chance i won't return... In the balance of a fling if i stayed is there any worth.?. It's like after the act is done... Am i to keep it movin so u can collect numbers until u find the one.?. I only bask bcuz u seem a lil different than what I'm used to... N it be nice not to be in a rush to havta run off n leave u...

The energy that died...

The heart should of fell in luv with someone else... One worth a the fuck... A different kind of indivudual tgat hasn't become something no longer felt... Seems the friendship was nothing more than lust... As lazy as the mine the tongue cannot help boy you twiddle on how sex was all there every was... There was something in the way fingertips absorbed the energy that died... Killing off emotions that shut down on the excitement of relations hype... Maybe the chest should of opened up to a Moore specific type... Yet, not everyone possesses what dives me to the ends of limits so devine... There's pieces of use that linger in the makings of a crave that simultaneously erupt... Though it all fades as if a different phase is to be displayed upon an other's face while laying flush... Perhaps the mind jus believed in a once upon a time ago that transformed the thought of intention that stray... Should of would of could of is the price of change... When it should of been fruits surfacing in motion with moments worth the hope... But for strange reason life took a spin on a pivot n the dizziness confused everything theater ever made sense enough to remember the feeling of home...

Ur ends...

Money for money, if u ain't matching i ain't falling in... I don't want a broke bitch always digging... N no we ain't fuckin... Huh, ain't that something... I am different.  That's some crazy shit.. As a working woman it bees best as long as the tongue isn't constantly flipping..  Always thinking she's better than the mutha fuckin living... Cash in in a life n do ur part... Or there's no chance of u ever reaching my heart... No bs... I don't do bacbbling lips... Betta have ur shit poppin like needs know the what the want... If not, empty hands will leave u all twisted up n butt hurt... Duck ya feelings if u ain't on some real shit... Like a two way street in a roundabout goin arouns n around doesn't seem to be something I'd miss... As toodles of flickering fingertips will see u off... Don't pause studder half step or think I'm aomwonw who is afraid to check out to cut a loss... Get with it or slide on over bcuz there's always someone else... N u ain't for me if this shit isn't felt...

Urs in mine...

Put urs in mine... We can go on down to the beach n take a walk to enjoy our time... It's ok trusty me... Intertwine ur fingers jud snuf enough to feel close to unabated dreams... The horizon has a unique kinda visual display... One that might find a twinkle in ut eye as mine the same... As waves will crash with the falling of our hearts in a moment loosening to the mood... Jus to sit in the sand n hold on to hope touching our toes that move... Cuddling hands swing to the feel craddled gently with sighs on the loose... Watch the sky transform like emotion coming back to life... I'll be right behind u so lean into me as our bodies cling to one an other as a memory is made in the mind... N when we're done we can take a stroll down the way before we come back... Smiling as we laugh... Witness to the way the moonlight gives a different feel to who we are side by side... With urs in mine...

ding...

if my creativity chose you to enjoy a topic worth the thoughts crawling through my mind... is there a comfort of knowing the content shared is just the tip of the beginning of some sort of new life.?. an end to everything leading up to a fresh sense of tenderness claiming an earning willing to do more than stay... or am i less than a care sitting in a crowd of could be's you can't seem to come to entertain.?. as i'd like to know what it's like take to consideration witnessing every expression that moves your face as life continues to rip loose... with a tongue to open up what goes on in my head in such vivid details touching the imagination's wonder of who we are put to use... on the other side of doors just past the locks that keep those like me in our place... having an interest in a moment to one good deed yet to be believed that could soothe the sensitive texture in your heart to remember my name... i'm one out of  an endless count of possible reality twists awaiting i know as i understand the deal.. though i was curious to hear if you'd place me in the line up if i spoke up or view me differently than others if i was real.. if i could bypass the disregard you posses when someone's lips babble as if you're better than an other just attempting to say hey... to eventually watch wrinkles crease your skin as a friend who got to the sweet spot and helped you escape... i'm just drifting along and saw a little something in you i felt compel me to take notice in the way you do what you do...as i'm sure you can relate to it ain't easy to get beneath the surface to swim in depths very few are allowed to become a use... maybe one day you'll see me taking a peak in your direction before i turn and walk away... with a smile as i'm not going to be the one to cause you awaited pain...

One man's smile

Only if i could go home n live a normal life... Yet i set out to do jus that, if u could jus see me eyes... Tearing up from being so close as days come n go... As miles linger in between me n a dream as i roam alone... Though i ain't fallin in reverse i still feel the sting of these words... Opening me up as i miss faces i never wanna see hurt... So it's off to sell myself to the highest bidder... Not once studdering nor any time soon, wither... I jus wanna make it back to enjoy what others take for granted... As pieces cone together that's awaited for so long to be transplanted... From a prior time where moments were endlessly driven into the depths of my mind... I've been the one for so long who's been fortunately redefined... N crossing over to from the struggle i merely a sigh away... As tics count down my turn to breathe as a whisper creates a new versiin of my name... Relentless is the factor that will change this phase of pavements trampled on... As my heart will eventually find what aligns to pursued me into something more than homemade porn... In the dues paid in full i will not be denied... Showing the world i care nothing for how one man's smile will forever shine...

Out of service...

Am i too far gone to admit I'm hoping i never feel anything again.?. Or did i jus open up to no one listening to words that have no sound even though every letter makes their own stand.?. Confused is the mind as the heart itself has fed into the thoughts that changed who i am... Able to get so close yet have distance that forces chances from open hands... Nothing is the same in depths as i jus ain't amazed by anyone trying to touch what's sacred within me... Though is it too late to concor what has went astray the day my reality got shoved into mangled dreams.?. It's my head i wish i could exit long enough to gain a different outlook that doesn't wanna make me leave... For i believe in no one who enjoys the goofiness of my own eyes that cannot seem to leak... For a best friend i don't see when sights drift back n forth amongst faces caught in a stare... As i look away from the pause due to they'd no twitch to awaken an emotional phase to care... Could it be possible i jus ain't into a best friend wanting in to dance around like we're the perfect pair... Damn, why is it so hard to play fair when the good appears to thump in chest willing to create something rare.?.

In need...

In need of a go to to settle down in the middle of life... A friend like no other who luv's wth a balance of heart n mind... Jus to go home to a smile waiting to see my face... To have normal hold on to the fire of a single flame embraced... In need emotion wants to feel in ways ours been cheated for so long... To own up to trust giving purpose to relate to a stranger that's come along... As hope rises the closer i get n falls with every presence that must not go on... For the awareness of the use if happiness conflicts with relations ti be born... In need is a comfort to ease sighs released so freely... Creating a design within passion that lasts longer than one is breathing... A must have is awaited if situations could jus align so both participants can relax n jus live... Feeling the undeniable crave of undisputed belief of what an other has to give... In need thoughts wanna rest knowing self is where self should be... With wants that come from the ribs enjoyment within me... Able to touch a real person in tune with me accepting them in the way they are... As the magic in between us isn't so many worlds apart...

Accepting a loss...

As strangers come n go arms tend to not wanna open to friends on the loose... For the comfort fades with situations that haven't the ability to align as life moves... There's anyways something that defines flaws in the design it takes two to become a unit... One crack n the shattering of pieces fall from reflections as one loses it... As the comfort fails to hold on to what will eventually hurt... So being mature is the individual being honest or a reality that must be heard... As the connection hasn't a moment to gather the inevitable oitcome jys waiting around to come uo short... With pain to be had ours better to be honest than to rely on hope that has no guarantee of who's on what side of what door... Mouths must allow verbal communication to be the truth freed... It's the inning way the heart well every allow self to truly breathe...

Heartfelt...

When the heart wants to speak, one hasta allow truth to touch the sound of words... From the silence whispers grow into a voice with a purpose to be more than heard... So the listening can be felt for emotion is real when situatuins change a reality cut short... For outta the depths of the chest that is beaten by memories fighting to live that have no reason to go on anymore... As it goes on n on with tales that have drained it of pure intent... N when it's had enough, passion gets frustrated with a tongue moving frantically as if a puppet... When the char is scrapped from the burn the flame torched... When the healing seals up what remains to be strained to attain sensitive scars so easily torn... The mind itself needs a moment to pause n step aside from the suppresion to ease up... Freeing thoughts that create a reaction jus wanting to be luv'd...

In between the end n beginning...

I jus wanna be free to luv but nothin but one thing felt right... N there's many doors that's said to be home yet the key to the heart awakened me at night... Faces shown expressions though none have that soothe it'll take thathat would've eased my mind... I was still livinh in dreams where holdin on still gave life... For my eyes have seen the willingness of others as I've turned n walked away... As the surface was as deep as the touch could ever go as i keptp secrets as i whispered one name... With thoughts of what remained until the end that slowly snuck up on an emotion gone to waste... N as the passion within clung to the details of memories i got lost in every now n again... Jus hoping one person was ok so i could sleep, slipping off saying, damn...

Loner moans...

There's things that fuck with my head that leak from my heart... So edition had men shit down due to reality doing it's part... With luv itself being the one thing last to be acquired with a friend... For the loss has been felt in a past that for some reason had to end... Pain is real n tears are fall when ripped crom a comfort so rare... Changing the mindset into a solo act the deeper than the wound that doesn't play fair... In my mind i live with the twists that rearranged the makings of who i am... Holding truths in my chest i face daily as a man... There's no words to express the hidden facts of why i refuse passions touch... I'm jus not into the feel of a momentary rush... Jus to be forgotten soon enough as if it's all for nothing... As my prior experiences linger I thoughts n make it difficult to open up to the willing so loving... When with sense i can't come to understand in the free spirit throwing themselves at others the believe are the one... Jus bcuz on the now it's so much fun... I have me to feel with beneath the sheild in which i reside... Afraid to replace the hurt with a layer of smiles awaiting to be broken n added to my life... Clinging i remain in time as i stand alone thinking of them n now wondering where I'm be come tomorrow's dusk... N as for my tongue on secret matters within, it will forever be hushed...