I am even though i ain't shit...

I ain't a tough guy n I'm far from soft... I may clean up good even though I'm jus another loss... I can't be what another can but i am all me... I jus might not fit u even though in u I'd touch everything nerve ending... I'm jus not what ur lookin for as I'm not like everyone else... I wish i was but after a while u won't wanna be felt... I'm nothing more than a moment as I'll eventually pass through... I might seem confident but I'm nothing much... I'm deep even though i appear to live on the surface... I'm jus not a typeone autos crave bcuz i hide in truths of musts... I'm no prize even though i could only hope to be... I'm jus a pause in time wishing i was a lil more than me...  I believe others are more desirable even when i have what it takes... I'm in disbelief as others tell me i affect their heart rate... I don't get it even though I'm fully aware... I'm jus here jus wanting to elsewhere... I express true depths but cannot allow another to get in... I'm a side show who wants to live... I find it hard to fit in even though i can relate... I'm jus drifting within n yet in constant connection with how i make me feel safe... I'd like to be this dream but I'm no one to cross the mind... I'm a waste as my past is proof there better if i could jus hey to fugue out how to envoy a lil of fuckin life... I hate existing even though i luv to be alive... I love being in the shadows even though i am deprived... I'm no one to crave even if the sec is great... I look happy but yet I'm at a loss when prone say my name... I jus don't understand why interst when it will fade away... I think someone else is more suitable even though you'd enjoy listening to me say ur name... I'm no good as i hear I'm rare... I've loser me somewhere n i found something i cannot seem to share... I don't want to bother u even though I'd like to be considered to enter ur heart... I'm jus not so sure when everything about me likes ur charm... I don't know anything n yet maybe i do... I'm jus right but I'm jus not the one for u...

Sploosh...

She leaps into the plunge... Fearless n ready to be luv'd... With a smile that can tame a beasts heart... Done with how she sits alone in the dark... She's goin swimming without the dead memories... Hoping to luv someone so endlessly... So she dives feet first... Wanting to touch depths worth... To walk at the bottom where air doesn't exist... Jus to surround herself with what moves with her hips... Down she goes... Needing to surface into a different reality where she's no longer alone... On step n the descend is on... With a mindset of do not return seeking a better norm... She jumps with ten toes down n arms up in the air... Without a care she accepts life's lil dare... Creating a fall of a lifetime to accepted as someone real... As the splash is refreshing to the feel... Taking a chance there's no undertow in to the deep... For all she truly desires is not to think... To be wrapped up in joy loosened to a snug... Feeling upon the skin the moisture of luv... As she removes memories of every relationship she's every known... Ripples are like vibes pulsating with life's very own grope... Reaching for the edges where limits lay on shores to witness horizons soothe... N one step is all it'll ever take to take a dip in a common use... Unafraid of the pain for it itself is a part of the thrill... Bcuz she knows deep down even happy tears spill... She lives to luv... She is the definition of trust... Allowing herself to alter the reality in which she resides... She believes in the hype... With an understanding of what it takes to become in transformation of best friends... N she will forever be a woman with no end...

View points...

Comin at it from a different approach... Through another's eyes filled with hope... Self reflects in stares exposed to the naked eye... As wonder creates fear in control of the mind... From their angle sights are met with opened arms... Yet when close emotions hide in the heart.. Causing friction they do not deserve... But how can inner makings give when one doesn't know their own worth.?. The struggle to comply is as real as it gets... A sense of lost has taken over the chest... Unable to feel what others are so willingly to do... Seeing the good goin to waste within u know who... Met at expressions jus to retract statements so people Aren't led on... Thenagain at times that's a lil too late becoming another's norm... As rejection settles into their face... Hearing the let down change tones in the way they sound out names... It's madness that shuns out good individuals for no reason at all... Left to sit alone once again as life can't get over the wall... Even with a consideration that triggers a smile... Self hasn't been honest for far too long... I'm the turning away of others ones durian the truth in a moment to pause... To cater to desires wanting to live... To feel a truce leap from another's lips... All with a notion tgat acceptance with come with ease... Though if that were the case maybe self could truly breathe... No longer drifting in day dreams of what it's like to open up... From their standpoint i can relate to the frustration when caressing luv... As the find in isn't so easy to do... As all i ever do is watch them cut me loose...

Trapped within...

On the drift one gets lost... Spending countless hrs alone trying to correct flaws... Hoping to find a balance between the had n the heart... So one doesn't havta swallow words when curiosities set off alarms... In the middle of life one examines self... Wanting to be resurrected n eventually be felt... Though time behind the eyes find comfort in the shadows buried in the nights... Unable to hear broken promises made that surface as lies... Lingering is one falling into the silence... Holding on to memories that never turn out to be timeless... Thoughts forget of the feel good when letting go... Losing self in the process of setting down figurative thrones... One rides solo on life's back digging out the pain... Jus to awaken as a stranger in reflections that chase ones face... Growing older than comfort is willing to accept... The transformation changes presence as well as depths... In the redefining moments locked away one's mind is absent on how to live... In disbelief when it comes to what self has to give... Fading like confidence fear settles in to the chest... Restricting emotion from ever believing self is anything moor than nonetheless... From shattered to scared to healed n afraid... Days are chaperones to the mind fighting a use to to be claimed... When the solitude eases the peace within... One tends to settle in to a basic kinda grin... Wanting to reach out n touch someone with luv... To land in a sacred place that has no means to rush... One can only get so close... Jus to shy away n be alone... Roaming as if the battle within has forgotten its way home... One jus needs a real reason to loosen up n go with the flow... Knowing there's so much good goin to waste... Trappes within jus seems to be the safeat place...

We belong...

Just touch me n lemme know you're there... Willingly reach for me so i know u care... Giving hope to having a friend that week never leave... Feel me rest come mornings light for it's you i need... Place your hands upon my skin find your way to my heart... Follow the beat in sync through a pulse attached to your charm... Find me worthy in a moment behest your fingertips... N taste a bit of real luv expressed from my lips... Sighing to the stroke a being caressed... For it is you felt in depths i havta admit... With a twitch that tickles loosening me up... I move to your motions as we lay flush... Playing with my outline so your eyes aren't the onmy thing to learn of me... Upon the surface press your hand on my chest... I pulsate differently when it's you emotion invests... With one finger at a time you sink in to who i am... Touching every inch of my skin as fingerprints land... Flowing to heal the pieces of me no one else can have... You open me with a singke graze n i just want it to last... You're a rare ease that tingles in desires to say the least... So if you would stay, please...

don't speak...

ssh... let's not tell anyone of the flavor that touches taste buds... jus hush n go with the flow... reach with the tongue n enjoy the touch... move... rotate ur hips n dig in to the motions coming to life... desire wants what it wants... trust is in the makings of moans awakening to dirty lil binds... on the other side of typical where tasty strokes drive the crave... delicious n easy on the eyes... no one needs to know what it is we do...  bared to the nakedness of touch groped by the thrill of night...felt by passions need to please every nerve exploding simultaneously... down on knees in tune with the sensation of moans loosening up... feeling for self the interest to give n receive a lil extra at will... don't talk unless flirtations find filth on the perverted side of opening the gates to the rush... piecing an evening together where bustin is a facial in the works... bite ur lip n sigh with the vibe creating a hormonal satisfaction that jus won't rest... grinding to the way we as us dive into a relentless submission to be used... talk to me through gasps that send a serge straight to my chest...

The silence's end...

Maybe it's in the way a touch could heal the pieces of me that's afraid to feel... With fingertips rescuing me from the outside jus wanting me to surface for a moment that's all too real... It's like I've never felt truth supply an antidote that soothes more than my skin... As I'm trapped within myself when all i ever wanna do is live... It could possibly be i fear myself slowly giving in to the silence's end... Able to reason with what i cannot control n accept the possibility of a friend... There's nothing broken behind the eyes where use trembles not knowing who's who... Thoughts jus assemble a false state of comfort so self is safe from the heart cut loose... Free to express a truce without the tension that struggles in the deepest pits covered by hope... Or it might be I'm jus too far gone on the other side to realize I'm a way waste when dying alone... Stroked is the nerve that secretly awaits a sensation opened up by a simple graze... Flowing in sync with the details buried that want to be resurrected for another to embrace what truly needs to be saved... So a memory doesn't havta live in solitude creating imaginary twists pretending to be ok... To be restored to a different kinda normal with a physical connection that triggers depths to reemergence from a hole i cannot seem to escape...  Ambitious is the emotion simmering to witness a face changing through the yrs... Never to leave no matey the weight of tears... Perhaps a distinctive voice carries a tone to awaken a lost passion my mind refuses to fetch... Digging in without scaring off the remains of what's left... The willing fragments resting in restless patience to finally be used... There's another world under the metaphorical armor that has a desire to move... In a leisure state of harmless flirtations interest comes n goes... As wants confronts needs demanding a chance to prove self has grown... It's a stranger craved to cure self of the damage self is petrified of... To bate all to a like of some sort to evolve into luv...

True intent...

How would u feel if i told u i lost hope n i havta go.?. I Georgethat's the answer we seek so we don't feel lost n so alone... As it's a friend to cling to that digs into the mind... Hellng life rotate through days that land in the middle of nights... So who would laugh first of today was the last time i ever kissed ur lips.?   To behind strangers again as i keep on getting on looking for a lifestyle that fits... Will ur face relieve itself of having to feel anything for me.?. Or will my words in their own devastate the well being of ur heart as leave.?. Questions have honest replies if tongue can speak as freely as a bird whistling to its true luv... Tell it like it is a of it we're u deciding what kinda reality u need to be able to trust... Though is rather witness u soiree me be jus being who u are... We're either someone w cannot love without or another face in the crowd that somehow had a chance to turn away n choose to depart... There is no indecisive thought of knowing real comfort exists... So if i were to walk back into thus world without u, would i truly be missed.?.

On the darker side...

I wonder when would or be a good time to never wake up... Anymore i don't feel any type of real luv... All that's known is being alone in a self absorbed world... As the thought lingers of why is it i need to continue to hurt... It wiukd be much easier to be gone... I'd only be an every so often memory lost... For in alive now n very few act like i even exist... N my curiosity plays with relieving them from the eventual twist... Jus poof, done n invert auth the shit show i face... Maybe in due time everyone will forget my name... The same way it feels sitting here tonight... I'm no mite than a chuckle absent from life... Maybe i wish it would all jys fuckin end... Bring a lil piece my way that isn't so lonely hence hence... It ain't like my dreams aren't as dead as the darkness i can't remember anyways... Only having to be abke recall 2 reoccurring scenes in my head tgat won't seen to ever fade... Down i go 6 feet within to imagine how solitude really feels... N it's allot live my reality when my eyes are open n tgat shit is real... It's pointless to keep on auth an emptiness lingering in depths... As forever is inevitable when there's nothing left... On the darker side of hope dwells an unforgettable plot... N it catches me periodically off guard n i dehydrator need it to stop... To live or die with a death wise is no good to come... But when days upon yrs have wound me up here it jusain't no kinda fun... So i continplate on situations if i had my way to rest... N the one thing that i think of is how i luv the way my oulse beats in my chest...

Loosen up...

I don't wanna talk about emotions n allow the silliness to cloud my mine... I jus wanna kick it live we're bat friends n enjoy lil life... Doin whatever comes without limits on juts getting along... I juts wanna feel like i fuckin belong... No bs n no games as the moment spent finds a laugh... I don't like fairytales that only feed force fed dreams of perfections that always winds up in an unfortunate past... Jus be n don't attempt to pretend to present yourself to what u think of like... Real is an attraction words could never describe as a delightful type... Breathe for once n exhale to be seen in true form... Restraints. Aren't necessary when time still eventually tell on self as the mask from the face is torn... I don't need a rush but a slow ease that awakens a comfort of jus having u around... Someone who understands that majority has a playful side that wants to come out... Free is the intent that moves at will to soothe a mindset that never hasta question a use... N I haven't it in me to submit to gender roll playing that transforms into a lazy awkwardness as a conversation is duped... Jus smile of it feels what eyes have landed upon... I ain't for everyone...

Secrets hushed...

I truly try to be discrete but there's something in the way u move that drives me insane..  As my tongue awakens jus to whisper ur name... Wanting to know the flavor of how u loan up... Yay, is luv to hear u moan as i play n touch... So excuse my intentions of they was live... The attraction is unreal n cannot censor howyou'd feel upon my lips... With every kiss roaming in places sensitivities come to life... There's jus no way to get u off my mind..  As my silence breaks hoping to envoy the thoughts that run through my head... Giving u scrubbing i have until there's Judd nothing left... I'd tinker n tease with a lick that would bend ur toes...  Open u up n prove how deep i wanna go... So pleas know how hatd u make it keeping to myself... N how you'd be a meal more than felt... As u trigger every desire stretched to hormones craving only u... Only if u knew...

Are u free to be.?.

I don't wanna push the limits if u ain't ready. To be freed... Atrempting to dig in wouldn't be something that should be free... So i ask, how us it that u truly feel alive.?. Rambling over what goes through ur head as u love ur life... Bcuz there's no fuckin way i could possibly entertain u long enough if ur shackles haven't been removed... As I'd jus like to know woke it be worth s moment for us to get loose... Legitimately speaking i hear words talk with tones depicting what it is u want... Though are u seriously looking for a friend or jus chasing anything that resembles luv.?. Fur there's no point in clsim hope holding on to the answer if it's a short term pause... N I'm one to put blame on u like the end will be ur fault... I have curiosities that linger in the balance of who in the fuck we could be..  Though that relies on if u refuse in ur dreams here with me on reality..  Open n willing to experience every lil detail that connects through note than touch... So If u haven't figured u out jus step to the side with visions of lust...

Either or...

Tell me the difference between days n nights... When whenever we're awake is when we're alive... Whether we live in the dark or rise in the light... Dreams are chased in the basics of the mind... Help me understand how either differ when hope lives on... In moments alone or shuffling emotions one cannot ignore... When opening n closing the swinging of the hearts doors... As desires run deep n for some reason they're always wanting more... Explain to me at what time passion decides to open up... In the middle of what second determines trust.?. When friends give in to the evolution of luv... Laying as still as the earth ever so flush... Changing shapes upon faces that loosen to fingertips in a slow feather like stroke... Free is comfort as intentions roam... So with an honesty tongue speak with tender tones... N say what it is that seperates either or from a chance to to know...

Different streets...

I could follow u down a one way street for 8 lifetimes n you'd never turn around... Yet if u ever did you'd see I held all the pieces gathered that u dropped along the way as if u never needed to be found... It's jus how I feel as life goes on into the unknown away from resurrecting ur heart for it could use a heal... So I laid u at my feet n walked away from a luv that caused so much pain when we were supposed to be real...  Friends for life with no doubts faded the day I realized uIwere cheating yourself outta my own wants n needs... U failed to mention u were in it for ur own personal gain that never included me...  As everything u ever was is somewhere in between us but ur gonna havta get by on ur own... Jus don't come any closer to me the day u come full circle to drop step on a pivot n spin once u somehow get tired of feeling alone... I'll be holding on to my worth looking into someone else's eyes that actual stare back... As a two way street leads to a more comforting mindset to allow luv to enjoy the way smiles last... Though it ain't me but u I'm looking at from my angle moving on jus like everyone else... I guess I'm jus not ready to be felt...

...

We get into our evolutions ever so often when we are alone... Us men, have depths that surface in which makes the mind wonder of home... Hidden behind the front is a solid officia individual with cracks to let jus enough light in... N the real ones, we wait patiently tip live in a different sense that shape shifts chuckles flowon through grins... We feel... We jus don't care to share what makes us who we are due to females can't be trusted with our hearts... The whole flipping off art the gums n turning us inwards against ourselves jus ain't something that tares us apart... So we sit auth the silence that calms the nerve... Soon nothing but watching life pass bu tryin to figure out each day without saying a word... As the thought coolness to mind of how it is we're happier riding solo jus bcuz no ones actually stepped to the plate... N if they have things jus didn't line up help a lifetime excised upon the face... We exist, we jus ain't for the fuck shit of catering to a woman's ego that eventually belittles us all... The good ones rest easy with the peace divided within... Teetering on echo would compliment the details a friend that doesn't drift from the reason tickling the ribs... The truth in a man is in the way we ain't afraid to find peace in the solitude created by too many round abouts... Knowing we have a deeper purpose goon to waste that jus refuses to come out... N it ain't no fun being a hoe when the time consumed is all for a quick thrill... Though needs wanna be met even when hearing females tongues that have no chill... Always worried about every other one they think we're feelin on... A real mo fo can see these type ain't for the right thing so ores easy to be thought of as a whore... Jealous curiosity helps us decipher who's who... N we appreciate the insight as we enjoy cutting a type loose... With no fucks given for we dodge careless immaturities that have insecurities lingering... We don't mind doing a lil fingering...

I can feel u...

Right under the skin u go... Crawling on my nerves n feelin right at home... Yeah i can feel u beneath the level of touch... Sinking into my norm as ur searching for luv... Yet it's a lil to the left... That sweet spot u seek to be felt... As u shift to reposition n reach for my heart... Caressing its texture n leaving ur mark... I can feel u as u define sighs instead of words... Opening me up to a reason to allow a new worth... All by soothing will with a comfort held in ur hands... Down into my depths where ur smile digs to land... Deep in my thoughts as the answer rests my mind... I can feel u gather what it is i hide... Pulling me from within to surface back to life... All with an ease as u stroke emotions wanting to play... Though when u do the unthinkable n whisper my name... It's a sound so silent i hear peace settle within... Listening to how fingertips flow to create a grin... I can feel u enjoy yourself wondering around in places not jus anyone is allowed to go... As the vibes of ur chuckles ricochet off my ribs... Lingering with me through desires accepting u as a lifetime...

Regaining the tingle...

When the one thing self wanted the most fades from the heart... The mind has convinced it that memories can never did it any harm... Empty trends to wanna fill itself wich a new way of life... Allowing what was to become a stepping stone for a true reason of why... Having meaning in detritus ti live past the linger of hope... Redefining a better sense of worth lookin for home... The loosening of emotions must develope a fresh feel... To live n regain the passion seeking the real deal... As being hung up rests in outta final place as few as a bird... All due to self matters than the wait that will never speak on old flames heard... The move is towards a deeper desire lost somewhere needing to be found... With a crave that transforms helpless into comfort by simply stepponh into wow.!. Coming from the chest as thoughts have had their moments to create a new version ready to play... When silhouettes are willing to take on a more unique kinda face... Then to the now of shit happens jus bcuz... Developing a crush sittin a like that has every ingredient to whip up a lil thing known as luv...

War paint...

So u only want the attention to blast men... To make u fell better like ur some sorts prize... Knowing without ur vanity u truly ain't shit... As u parade on social media belittling the same mofo's you've accepted aa the truth u hide... So u wanna pretend u don't enjoy how u can manipulate a situation... Showing everyone what women are capable of... With an everybody wants me mentality which is nothing more than devastation... Trying to feed ur need to be someone in the eyes stare as u seek luv... So u like being a biggot n a hypocrite jus bcuz a few fellas flock to ur childish ways... Unable to admit ur own in the equation where boy meets girl... As it's u allowing it to progress with how many people u don't know other than jus their face... Ur shallow asf clsiming to be any different than useless in an already fucked up world... So u believe no matey the number others should stayintheir place... Yet u add friends to cater to ur need to become a social relevance... Then turn it to ur own benefit by insinuating ur the victim of a line of douchebags waiting their turn... N u do it with any regards to not all of em are bad dudes jus hoping jus maybe you'd be hesitant... Ur a joke n a fake n honestly until u correct yourself a real mofo will consider u to have no worth... So u enjoy clowning on anyone as ur likes n hearts accumulate... Creating a bubble for ur so called attractive features as ur character is shit... U absolutely thrive of males wanting to fuck u so u can embarrass their name... Having to apply makeup to hide the real u behind closed doors jus to feel a tingle in ur ribs... So u entice others for the thrill of thinking ur better somehow in ur mind... Gathering up all the messages so all the lil followers a thrown in to a catagory as we're all the same... Ur a phoney n a fraud tucked behind a face u wear as ur imagination has gotten away with tricking u into a arrogant life... Cute can be as ugly as the image in the mirror u cannot face without being dolled up to cover ur pain... As u don't like being called out on ur own twisted bs huh.?. Go figures ur jys a typical female lookin to prove all men are dogs... Gaining only those in secretions jus to be ur friend... Bcuz no one in their right mind would tolerate such silly flaws... The end...

Dance with me...

Let's go dance somewhere we have never been... Where the scenery captures the essence of ur grin... As waves wash away anything prior to us... Let's move to as if we're on show for the sun... Falling in more ways than one as we enjoy life... Fuck everyone else as it would be u n I... With feet splashing through the waters edge... Like two lil kids that broke away to be free... Together for more than a memory made... Falling the moment for a lifetime upon the face... Playing in the sunset as another day darkens to us swaying on the beach... Without a care in the world as we could finally breathe... Lasting longer than the visual that surrounds our mood... As around we would go cut the fuck loose... There'd be u n there'd be me having the time of our lives... Hand in hand frolicking as if we have no sense... So far from a perfect world's on the other sideof the fence... Down where the sand has a use for our toes to wiggle... Let's go down to the shore where our laughs can giggle... To live a dream worth the time shared... I'll go if u go, I'm not scared...

In u go...

Into my chest ur comfort is pressed... I can feel u digging in nonetheless... Trying to reach me from the outside where we mingle on life... Deeper ur face sinks wanting to be claimed as mine... To somebow be buried in my heart bypassing the alarms... As u flow through me like a vibe having charm... U ride a pulse thumping so raw... With a sigh u open up the gates of luv... Baring me to a dare to step to the rush... Oh how soothing u are to the life within not wanting to hide... Luring intent to surface for a friend is actually liked... As u are as still as hope holding on to home... It's in the way u cling to never wanting to leave me alone... Like ur search for the unknown has come to happy lil moans... Resurrecting a want that needs to breathe in peaceful tones... Beneath the texture kissed is where u believe u should live... Behind the walls of my mind that has so much to give... So u apply a sensation to a stroke on the skins as a flirtation... Triggering depths to smile as if u are passions salvation... In u go to retrieve a sacred version on me... Determined to caress me from the inside out with fingertips that ease... All by standing still with ur eyes closed enjoying the thrill... Falling for who i am as truths begin to spill... Leaking a tear that even i cannot hear... Yet i know for certain it is not i u fear... You've found trust in the way we meat in the middle held flush... As the silence speaks of a special kinda unwritten poem not quite yet spoken of... Standing on my feet as if i were a tree... All for a chance to be as one with me...

Hungry asf...

N what if i wanted to spend a lifetime of eating u out.?. Dicking u down... Hands feeling the texture of ur skin... Doin things that bring u from within.... What a visual i must say... To feel u move as i have my way... Tasting ur clit... Gripping ur thighs... Digging into ur moans... Maybe that's where i wanna reside... To bury myself deep into ur hormones coming undone... Turning sexual intentions into luv... As lusts play with ur heart until ur all mine... That to me would be a well earned life... To please u at will... Having more enjoyment in jus giving u head...  As my erection swims with the thrill... Could u accept it's u i want in my bed.?.

Ur it...

Put ur hand up as i place mine on urs... Can u feel the way fingers interlock, wanting more.?. What of the tingle that tells u no one could ever be me.?. Bcuz that's how i feel about u n the way u set me free...  N the thought of how I'd trip n fall into my broken heart if anything would ever happen to our luv.... I'd drift on memories lost in my mind as they'd be the only thing i had left of us... Ur wanted here as a use calls to ur worth... Able to settle lips of so many ways to express real emotion through words... Kiss me n feel how u create a different sense of life reaching for u... Awakened i am as i drift only back to how i give u an honest truce... Be n live n grow into who u are too become... I wanna watch u believe in me so it's me u cannot help but to luv... Bcuz that exact motion is lingering within me... Pure n natural to the I've witnessed the look in ur eyes alive n free... Ur it, now tag me back... N let's jus do what comes pass...

In the makings...

Luv doesn't have a need to beg... Yet it will at times when the mind forgets what's best... Fir the heart if the matter craves a true friend... Coming n goin with the tide until pain becomes the bitter end... Smiles need not fade if use is real... Life can be enjoyed if comprehension learns how to feel... How to utilize thoughts for the better of desires truly freed... Loosening silhouettes from the mind so a face has a change to be seen... For passion teeters with fingertips giving comfort to a place called home... Having a worth in a presence of another maintaining tones... Tuned in to how the synchronization of heartbeats find a volume sitting upon the tongue... Pulsating to a melody when bodies are flush... Curious to what tomorrow may bring once the night has witnessed the way two become one... As a cheek kissed understands kindness gives to even lusts... With a packaged deal where no one hasta ever stall in the middle of the rush... As long as real can remain a gauranteed untold promise to open up n bare self... With an honest gesture of who is wanted as a partner more than felt... Hard times need not brake a bond willing to adapt... To change with each another through yrs that go by so fast... A lifetime can be what dreams are made of... With a lil patience allowing individuality able to have a bit of fun...

Yet to be determined...

I tend to get myself into trouble when emotions peak bcuz i try to do to much...
Who am i too tell my heart not to feel the tenderness from a woman's touch.?. It's not passions fault for wanting to be free to live the way the mind never stops... To take away some of the thoughts that linger with an ache that alleyways tends to flip flop... There's things desires cannot help but to open doors for when a gentle hand soothes the flesh... Creating a natural affect that pleases a pure sensationin building in the chest... Conflicting with the monster in my head who attempts to control the situation when loosening up... Six feet deep n buried is intent without a tombstone so no one can find me slipping into luv... As the story goes, i am my own worst enemy due to those i crave ain't no good for me... So the anticipation is tge fuel of if I'll ever give in to another death tucked away in lonely dram dreams...

Corrections made...

Somewhere in my head something went seriously wrong.... N now even i feel i don't belong... As my heart no longer wants any more chaos... It's free from the tragedies of self inflicted riots.  Thoughts aren't what they were back when luv was appealing... For a friend is what time lacked to find n collaborate within feelings... N beautiful cannot be worn on a face to confuse the eyes of depths... I lost me to visual displays that haunted me in the texture beneath my chest... As hope sealed itself within wounds no one could ever see... N now i cannot remember the real me who had given up on how everyone eventually leaves... Something clicked n i felt my beliefs braek off to save what was left... To correct myself for character took a shot not knowing how too respond to the pain that was only a test... I changed into a better version of what stands before u here today... As me auth a peaceful expression displayed upon my face...

Fuck it...

It ain't shit is what the tongue twiddles with... To be a nobody as if any one person could get sit upon the lips... It becomes an infinite distance within... One where emotion doesn't vibe with the the feelin of solitude's twist... Hope ain't a thing to be found as time is ripped apart like an old gift... N grins come n go like sighs from exhaustion with nothing left to give... Coming up short losing grips on life spent hearing the jabbing of jibs... Tripping on the sidelines keeping the bench in position jus in case a presence fits... As it seems better than forcing a fix to adjust to feet always ready to skip... With a damn grunt come every morning trying to shake off another night poking at the chuckle in the ribs...

When one takes time to build others up, when falling completely apart... No one can see the emptiness in a routine when the drift is supportive to make sure others become more than self could ever be... Fuck a heart... The damned will fall to despression's claim... Giving everyone hope that life is more than a dream craved... As no one truly cares n hope that is nonexistent... Having nowhere to turn but into the darkness so evident... But that's life at the bottom of nothing reminding one of a harsh reality... Fuck me... Someone please end the screams...

I dont wanna be alone no more... Im vibin n the wonder is comin from deep beneath the whore... Ill be real... I don't wanna be jus another sexual feel... Im craving an alliance i cannot go without... Yet I failbto zone in on words releaser from mouths... Like mu heart has askrd mr to find someonne worthy of its own depth... As i linger in life waitim on a reason to open to what i can accept... I think of how my luv goin to waste... N how private moments add to the feel of how it feela tonsay another's name... Silentmy i hide... Not knowing who would be good for my state of mind... As real as put inti words... One day i could only hope to come across someone i drop down n give all to their own worth... Say what u will but im as human as anyone else... N eventually i could only hope i decide on more than a feelin felt... As i come from a place i havent been able to express... Wantin a need of a voice to confirm they aren't a victim of what's left... Yet a purpose on why I've fallen back into an us atate of mind that scares me... Damn isn't iba bitch to dream.?.  To hide behind doors knowing what truths are held within... Disconfiguring a smile kus wantin to show a true grin... As the alcohol drags out everything withheld from hope.... I don't wanna be alone but i can't trust in moans... There's a deeper will that thrives to belong... N this solo act isn't a life for a heart like mine wanting to hear how two people can get along... It sucks but help ain't a thing everyone understands... When it's the matter of comfort on levels to take a willing hand... Where is one to turn to rely on a friend.?. When life has presented a false presence that creates jus another end...