Next…

Only healed when another is present. To feel whole in the phase of their presence. Then to fall into another’s arms. Never to heal prior to adjusting self’s own heart. It’s a moment that defines the weak. Flowing into the turnabout of empty dreams. From one to the next best thing. On and on carrying the pain of luv’rs needs. To be held for as long as time permits. In and out with new smiles eventually left livid. As the pattern seeks no change. With a depth as shallow as the mind forgetting names.  Caught in a revolving cycle where individuals aren’t true self. Always in the mood to pretend with a little help. On high alert to run off if the situation fades like the night. Staring  into the design of a different set of eyes. Never to correct who one is before lending emotions to someone else. All that’s ever wanted is to be felt. Not knowing what it takes to become so much more. Forever to hear heartbeats pulsating alone being closed doors. As this is a fear that disturbs thoughts. Creating a determined crave to avoid being lost. Although it’s no more than a falsification from one relationship to the next. Finding there’s a hollowness that is unsettling in thy chest…

The morning of…

Awakening to the last day of forever without knowing life is to change. With everything prior to the moment to become a memory buried in the mind unable to escape. As the tomorrow to be will have an absence of a face one tries not to remember. But on the day of the break hearts haven’t a clue they’re to separate to evolve into great pretenders. Losing a piece of self once the sun allows the night to return. Wanting to go back to the morning of to open eyes with luv still having worth. If only the foreshadowing could of avoided the agony of the pain that dug deep. Ripping out emotions for the inner makings to redirect goals and dreams. On the final cut the letting go drifts slow until the all but forgotten has faded away. In months that lead into years with a new same ol same. The rotation of the cycle fights the patience of the wait to feel alive. Leaving in the past a yesterday that couldn’t make it into a now that is to be left as a sigh. For the ease of the breath it takes to define the heart’s contents flows freely. Never to look back for there simply is no need in dreaming…

Hey stranger…

I do not want to know. Please keep it to yourself. I find it more gratifying to figure you out on my own. There’s just something in way of you coming undone that creates a tingle felt. Just to watch you show me everyday of who you truly are. Mmm, just the thought of the time done with you is uplifting. Feeling you from the surface in. Down into details meant to be cherished by a friend willing who to this point had been missing. As here we are having a choice too slow things down. It’s ok to ease back and live and enjoy the mingle of us. You have my curiosity flowing to the rhythm of you and I in motion. Taking patience to the limits of interests paying attention to how we design our own version of luv. Just don’t speak of what I truly want to figure out. Lemme earn the clarification of how we fell so fuckin hard. Just bite your lip n become the soothe tasted on my unspoken tongue. Until the day comes where you accept me into your heart…

 

Fix yourself first…

I don’t wanna save you from yourself. That’s just too much pressure and will create a gate unlike anything felt. Take some time and rotate within. Play with the details before believing in the answer to set you free from your lonely trip. I can’t allow myself to cover the scars you hide. Respectfully how can you expect me to carry your weight and mine. I fear your monsters haven’t settle on the nerves as of yet. And I haven’t it in me to take a chance with the comments deep in my chest. If you’re worth it you’ll understand you havta be the one you need. And me? I’m more than just a face you like having around. There’s just things that havta sync to how the heart pounds. Think about it and loosen up for your own true purpose. You’re the key that unlocks the box that claims your worthless. Release the doubt that makes you cling to someone to complete you. It’s the only way you’ll ever find happiness wanting to put you to use. So trust me asi tell you there’s an appealing factor that must be intact. A maturity that stands upright able and willing to comprehend anyone other than self is an addition to the smile we all have. I’m not a blanket to shelter you from what’s gone wrong. I’m just one person having me to represent. Not wanting another to make relations a burden. Refusing to help you find you through me. If you ain’t got you it’s closed curtains…

Tamed…

You know luv is gonna come along?

Yeah.

What are we gonna do?

Idk.

Is this what we’ve truly become?

I don’t wanna talk about it.

After everything we’ve faced this is the line we won’t cross?

You know how our heart is.

Yeah.

So why bother with it?

Bcuz evening there hasta be more than this.

I think we’re doing alright.

True.

Just leave it alone.

I’m just saying. What if the irresistible feel comes back?

If we stay away from people will be fine.

But what if we don’t wave be conditioned to remain safe?

Why are your doing this to us?

I was just thinking is all.

Well stop.

Ok, damn.

Watcha wanna do?

Fuck off.

Yeah.

Yeah what?

I figured I’d  lose you too…

The ends a gonna come…

To get use to someone is to let them down. The purpose is the end that doesn’t wanna remember the heart beating with sound. The greatest thing ever comes to close just to leave us all lost in open air. Looking for a friend we refuse to make n there’s no sense in thinking it just isn’t fair. Shit happens n people change. Or the rush of emotion didn’t give the mind its piece too gather peace with the pieces as thought for some time never stay in their lane. As fucked up as it may be beginnings will always fade into the never more. As intent is only lent into a phase of emotions being on tour. Drifting into an eventual past. So why feel anyone when nothing ever lasts? When a friend forgets to remain in a mindset of trust with a visual of who gets misplaced as life moves on. Watching faces change shape in the middle of being torn. To finding self on the other side hearing others claim self is broken. As it’s just a case of being misunderstood in a moment of hoping. Waiting on a real one to stick around. Not wanting anything but someone who simply won’t turn away. To get use to the sound of a certain name. With the heart idling in patience for it contemplates what it’ll take. Bcuz nor does it want the same ol same. Creating a halt that causes others to run. With impatience to consider a more mature sense of a friendship for likes to evolve into luv. Liking who has come along. Melting walls in a slow heat so smiles can sing along to the most precious songs. Connecting wills to be in the moment so tomorrow has a chance. Prior to the evolution of the very last dance. Just to lose again to the feel of death. Not knowing who’s gonna go first, what’s the point in giving one’s best?

It takes time…

From the fingertips it slips. Oh the memory in the confusion that clarifies truths. As life continues on without the fulfillment drained into an empty feel. Learning of worth in what is real. In a moment having the desires alive that defines sacred use. Simply calling a truce. As the release helps self evolve. Finding in time somewhere along the lines of where in the fuck is there a place where faces don’t come n go through the door as it revolves. Changing the hearts willingness to luv. Pulling away from the thought. Life tends to keep on until the vague belief is hard to see. Stagnant in a pause at some point to open palms as calm as the soothe of freedom can be. Retracting back into the world before life loses time like it did some time ago. To transition beyond what emotion wanted the most. To realize contents was not earned so premature must be left alone. Just to see faces appear in daydreams of those who didn’t know where self was within. It’ll  seem like different lives are conflicting with one after another as years fade from the grace of grins. Believing truths are so far outta reach. But it’s just a phase one hasta fight through to awaken to a morning coming from dreams. Quietly just wanting someone to lean on before the ache concurs the meaning of me no longer in danger. Remembering the sweetest sensation drift like a stranger. Back to what was a prior version now better off to regain the greatest joy. N then one day the wall falls n life awakens again ready to deploy. With a smile that doesn’t hide hidden clings to what no longer exists. When it’s all over self will be the only who was truly missed…

Along the way…

How long are you gonna hide from me? I see what you allow me to but that’s not what I seek. It’s got me wondering if it’s just the shallows you like to walk through. Meanwhile I can’t help but to be me as I like to live loose. Here I am although I’m net meet in the middle of this thing called life. Be honest, what is it from me you hide? Are you afraid of being hurt? Do you feel there’s no use for my worth? How is it you say you’re living in your moment n yet you’re afraid to live. I’m just asking bcuz your vibe is crisp. But it’s a false presence that resembles your last line of defense. As I stand before you with a great deal of suspense. Is this phase you’re I’m gonna last long after I’m gone? Truthfully it’s a shame you’re going to waste as you’ll wind up completely alone. Why can’t you break the cycle n let someone in? Even if it isn’t me, use that chuckle in you ribs. You don’t know what your are bcuz you can’t see yourself. N from the outside I’m sure I ain’t the only one that’s witnessed the potential felt. You got it. That click that triggers others to wanna give time a chance to live. For once come out from within n enjoy something other than a smile that holds no true memories. Not everyone is an emotional enemy. If you can’t hear me tan maybe I just move on. We all have hope n desires that have been torn. Maybe I’m not the one you’re gobs open up to. It’s ok, just consider a few friendly words calling a truce. Just don’t miss me as I go back to doing what I do without a thought of you being there. Speaking fairly I don’t believe I will cross your mind bcuz you live in fear. It’s sad someone so beautiful in depths refuses to live again. Going day in day out hiding in the nights that have no purpose when everyone that comes along has already been banned. Banished from a heart that has so much to offer. As you watch eyes ease away from stares to find another set to gaze into that are much softer. Losing every good person who attempts to show you something other than pain. For your own sake adapt before it’s you that gets lost having to stay in your own lane…

Live your life…

Forget me. I’m just a moment that lasted in a brief thought that set you free. It’s every I do. Helping others escape the tension within as I rot away smiling at my own doom. Move on. That’s what matters as you find your norm. I’m just a memory that helps your value your existence as you remember who you are. A dismissed Asher thought to be once you’ve evolved n redefined your heart. N as you go on to live your life. Know I’ll be rooting for you with all my might. Go on. Enjoy what you can until you find your norm. I’m no one you’d wanna keep around. N please, keep only the ones you luv in the taste on your mouth…

Answer me this…

What is beautiful if not vanity looking to seek attention? Where’s does depths flow if beneath the skin the feel can’t  find an intermission. Who fucking pauses to see beyond  the skins complexion so use can become of something real? Is there a better understanding sitting in the mind of a place that doesn’t wanna just feel? Are you ok with being on the menu as others lick their chops wanting a taste? Who resides behind the expressions moving repetitive motions upon face? What’s what when attractions aren’t looking at the whole picture of who someone is? N how am I supposed to entertain the same ol bs waiting on the same ol bs? When is there gonna be more than me believing in more than a physical presence? As why comes to mind with a curious sense of worth living in a constant defense. I’m nothing special but damn me if I’ve lost touch with the game. How is it that the eyes cannot witness anything more than what resembles eventual pain?

In the here…

From the outside of being sucked into a bad place. Lookin at years lost n how there’sa change upon the face. Lessons learned convince the inner peace to adapt. It seems we havta lose a few battles to gain these facts. Coming from within to settle nerves that flow with an ease. Reclaiming the essence of self with a balance of wants and needs. As taking the time to grow captured worth. Loosening the crave of others so it no longer hurts. Life changes like night and day. Giving each chapter a new feel destined to shine as if the sun’s rays. Reconnected to the moral fact to have luv from within. For the true number one that continues to live. Feeling the years fade as the norm transforms into a magnificent solo act. Reviving the heart never too fast. Healed thoroughly from the inside out. Finding comfort in the patience it took to overcome a belief in another’s word of mouth. In the here there is no pain nor confusion. Just a pure will to be the resolution…