Taken by the charge...

thinking of what surrounds the makings of me... on the outside where my mind cannot get seem to dream... oooh, there's thoughts that could set self free... only if it were possible to transform then into reality... oooh we... how life would wrap around being so much more than what it appears to be... with every step taken there's a picture perfect scene... opening the mind by chances taken that lead... helping the condition of the lungs so willing to breathe... life lingers to be taken n swept of its feet... owned to become a necessity to need... it's the choices that create a more than a belief... with a eagerness of an ability to leap... to have what is intended through actions seen...

Forced to step away...

I don't have any give... I don't know how to quit... n it's what makes relations so fuckin hard... everyone jus wants to play around with the emotions that come so freely from within my heart... even devotion is over looked jus acting other than to witness use interact... as intent is twisted n thrown back into the face changing the facts... as losing interest hurts every time desires cave to trample down a one way street... making the pulse skip in between the usefulness of heartbeats... there is no limits to a life I feel is worth the efforts... until I'm forced to step away to save myself from the selfishness displayed on the face eventually worn... as i find thoughts misplaced with what was supposed to be a friend... yet it's more like staring down a barrel accepting the end... loyalty is the hardest thing to come across... n it crashes a few times over to regain mental stability for it will get lost... as the feelings that linger back n forth are jus comforts that have been taken advantage of... always wanting to believe in someone fades as likes become more depth defining than luv... catering to dreams once shared that nevertheless was never willing to give up hope... jus to look around n realize foes pretend well enough n jus long enough until there's a correction within the home... goin solo due to promises that are never meant to be kept... even though self will do anything for someone real to invest...

The good n the bed...

Letting go doesn't mean it never existed... n at times the tongue lies when it speaks of hoe it doesn't miss it... it's a offset of the memory that found joy in once upon a time ago... as thought remember the good with the bad that linger back what used to be considered home... as the release gathers self never to first of selfs doings as lessons find character... knowing were all au sine point until we gain wisdom some kinda amateur... so freeing the mind to recollect of life'so chapters is to remind the reflection of the humanity within... accepting where we've been as it's ok to rekindle the past so it's self that isn't running from emotions spread thin... to break is to live with what's made the turn of foul play... guilty we are in our own careful not to reignite flames that burnt the thought process into a sizzling game... learning of the do'so n don'ts the resurface in new relations over n over again... creating tension due to one cannot allow easy hag been to become that factor to enjoy a better way as who self is isn't band...

In a moment of recognition...

She asked me why her... I replied I jus can't help myself... n in her disbelief there was an amazement that spoke without words... she knew she was felt... appreciated beyond comforts... yet she kept at the wonders on her mind... asking for a deeper reason to why her of all others... she didn't realize I found my best friend looking back at me through the most settling eyes... as i told her is she was that triggered my unconditional  luv... jus be near her was a joy I couldn't describe, even if I wrote them down... n it was her expressions that lit my passion the moment she fell into me... as she dug deeper I believe to see if my tongue was as slick as the words that leaped outta my mouth... saying, I'm jus another girl... speaking of how there's nothing special about herself... n that she thought I was delusional as I laughed... so I reassured her of her worth by telling her I don't want no one else... they wouldn't be and to bring me to life... damn that sigh that came from deep as she caught a tear... knowing I want goin anywhere unless I was forced against my will... I seen the completion upon. Her lovely face... n to this day I think back to how two people get lost in the thrills... finding a friend that can't go on without them... feeling life jus wouldn't me the same if relations ever fell through... as home becomes more than a destination that eases the rights that hey carried away... yet, to every beginning there's an end that defines a certain kinda transformation as use is to be removed...

we are family...

there's no welcoming mat at the doorstep anymore... feet need not trample where they do not belong.... there's more than bills that need attending to inside... home isn't jus some place to live when dipping in luv's sauce... the door is locked n only the real ones have a key... true friends n family that share the same flow of needs n wants... as the windows are covered so those who drift off cannot see in... life here is a lil different than where most come from... our back yard gathers smiles when gatherings open the gates... we enjoy the time spent without the harshness of the outside world beating it's way in... backs are watched as trust is the factor of self being accepted as is... feeling a worth whether it's morning or night feeling safe from the hatred of loose lips... in here there's a friendship on all levels that means something to us... loosened to cut the fuck up at any given moment jus bcuz we can... free from the bitterness others posses that spreads like a disease... we're family no matter the situation we so happen to cross so step off if ur what we call a hit man... trying to invade our ways that makes sense to us that need not be explained... tears here are comforted from compassion until hope finds it's feel... together we evolve to gain a more enjoyable life... n we are not in need of an intruder so about self claiming to be real...

ringaling...

call upon me n watch with ur own eyes of how u won't havta wait to see what ur friendship means to me... i'm about my word n ur jus someone i'd rather have around or at minimum know is cool trying to have a lil better goin on putting off  wants to capture needs... jus say some shit n i'm there without questions of who u are when u the telly rings on my end... no doubts n no hesitations are in the way of the foundation of what purpose u create in my life first n foremost as a friend...u ain't alone if a lil help or a convo shall be what's to take place to comfort u on any level u jus may feel is of ur interest... i'm here for u to lean on when shit breaks down or u wanna get away for a few to ease on back no matter the distance... know if anyone is to pull up it's me with good intent as strings are not attached to what i'm willing to do... for ur smile is worth my time to alter my day or night if so be to u shout out for me to come with the makings of proof...

talk with me...

can i tell u all the things that make me who i am... jus so u can feel me as i ain't so different in the way i stand... i've hurt... n i've been betrayed... let others down doin the best i can knowing the emotion will fade... smile cling to my face n they have fallen with tears... i've believed in others n was left for dead to drives myself crazy living in fear... i found out what friends truly are...  lost a few as they still remain in imaginary scars... n i wish i could gather the courage to open the fuck back up... to allow my heart to be content with another to feel more than what ever was... i miss aspects of relations in silence so no one knows... as i too have lived with chains that captured my hopes... gave into the wrong ones jus wanting a thrill... felt down as the ups are hard to reach with a fading chill... landed on my knees n had to come up on my own... realized people versions of luv are as fake as invisible thrones... there was a time i didn't wanna go on... i hated everything n i luv'd at the top of passions that poured... i became human by trial n error... laughed when i lost my mind faces the mirror in terror... i didn't know where to turn n had friends open doors to get it in... went without food n gave my last to help when i could so someone else could grin... n i sit alone n feel distant from even myself... trapped within thoughts that wanna escape into arms that jus might give jus enough help...i used to be a different version of who i came to be prolonged... n i drift in my own lane trying to figure out where in the fuck i belong... afraid to do anything other than relate... i am not the same... things got twisted n i had to go in to correct the delivery that came out wrong... can we talk about u for a while so u don't think i'm too far gone.?.

enslaved...

no matter how many ways words can be twisted there's an emptiness at the end of the day...

feeling the creepiness of depression come from the shadows to touch the flame...

n it ain't until the memories that follow refuse to hide the taunting of the mind remembering the pain...

manipulating the emotion through thoughts that possess the need of a friend absent with so much luv to gain..

 saddened sighs curl up n linger as if the tears that has already fallen aren't enough to help self escape...

the mind collapses behind closed doors to a feeling of hopelessness that controls the fear triggered by the remains...

as all that's needed is someone to be a different kinda real than what's seen as empty brains...

for the solitude catches the slippage created in depths that have gone completely insane...

living with self in silence so lost direction cannot find its way...

with no one to care enough to spill pieces of usefulness when it's the trust issue that cannot be saved...

it drifts with the rest of the securities whether the sun shines or the moon sleeps over flat plains...

time hurts in a forever sense of being unable to feel the gift of life due to it always tends to rain...

all hope is gone when the chill settles in the texture jus wanting a warm body to never let go of wrapped in yet another unforgettable embrace...

n that's when the scariest turn of events runs away n makes excuses to ride solo with no desire to open up n explain...

terrified of another's interest to begin a new chapter for real friends are so hard to find as the crowd has more than one face...

stuck is worth caught in a trap within the core tossing n turning so fuckin afraid... 

it's ours...

we're gonna have it to share n it will be all ours... a home, the house, living somewhere on our own cloud... loosened to the extras life tends to forget... as a friendship is never not once ever to be missed... crossing over to the promised land where nothing but luv exists to be touched... living carefree knowing we got us with no limits including lusts... moving with the flow the shapes smiles upon others faces... opened the fuck up with a security that trusts heart felt embraces... it's waiting on the gathering of use to relate to who we are... with a patience in eyes that speaks of compassion's charm... forever to be claimed by hands that grip without restraining free will... it's u n i if we could ever stop playing king of the hill... losing words that only define definitions for there's more of a meaning within opened palms... accepting the rawness of a life long companion down with each other to itty bitty pieces within every lil flaw... the whole shabang awaits mornings of us awakening to pleasures... coming outta the dark from the night before finding hidden treasures... the good life is yet to be had... as even money is to be stacked...

never ending lines...

it ain't much to to step on up... u jus gotta present yourself the way you'd want an other to lean into the touch... shit's actually easy as fuck to do... it's a motion that comes from within that defines who self is reaching for a truce... to collaborate with someone who wishes to be felt the same way they feel about u in the way u come... n words are restless n getting old to identify with the complicity of they way u intrude my mind on the run... it's the next level of comfort that settles the grooves of the heart's purity... loosened n relating to the lips sipping on kisses as emotion grasps likes standing corrected n ready for the unity... addicted to personalities gathered to show the truth upon the faces so as voices slow into vague whispers what is u have to offer as is in the middle of the heat rising n i ain't even talking about fuckin... i'm dipping into the back splash of ur mind no one tends to consider as a factor n ain't that somethin... walking like we talk it without having to hide from the phony's lurking around the stability of the mind... wrapped up n listening the the ease exhaled believing in more than empty lies slung slick by the tongues never ending lines...one on one creating a beautiful life well past the moment of insecurities for we know who in the fuck we are... built for the survival of will's power to thrive n land in the depths of that crave that splits brain cells to multiply without the sounds of alarms... 

is it me.?.

what is it ur lookin for.?. where do ur dreams drift to at night.?. do u feel the emptiness jus wanna hold on to  a lil something more.?. can i come through n waste some time.?. if you'd like we could elaborate n jus chill for a bit... snuggle up n get stuck clinging to the feel of a body close... felt n comforted without the sexual bs... jus u n i wrapped up in a moment alone... where does ur mind go when ur find yourself tucked behind closed doors.?. do u find yourself thinking of someone like me right before u fall asleep.?. as the feel of the warmth pressed against u pleases ur skin... leaning into the texture willing lat as flush as the wants that deny ur needs... who comes to ur thoughts as u rest behind ur eyes.?. clinching the absence that hopes to be filled by a truce some day... watching smile curve with the sight of a face so fuckin unforgettable time stands still... do u ever think like, damn i wish a certain someone would say my name.?. are u by yourself like i am drifting through the possibilities that somehow create imaginative scenarios.? finding a use so fed up with with laying in an empty bed that's forgotten how two interact... caving behind closed doors here n there to admit to self u too are as human as i pretend not to be... making it look so smooth as others witness a false sense of stability... does it ever touch u to allow yourself to entertain the notion to of depths craving so much more.?. jus to lay as still as to notice life pass u by... visualizing how great it would feel to embrace me for a lil while... or am i beside myself wishing on a miracle due to it's someone else that has ur attention as i need to jus shut the fuck up so u can eventually feel the hype.?.

it's been toodles...

thinking back to how i let a friend down in need... as the memory recalls how there was no one there for me... damn, i held on for way too fuckin long... thinking if i was a friend first she'd see how luv would never steer her wrong... then reality dug in to the acceptance of how i wanted her to be someone she had no interest in being in my eyes... the changed transformed into a visual that blew my mind... as the feeling of fear to let go was willing to release a foe who turned on every once of luv u could possibly give... as i stood back up n stopped fighting a beast i had no reason to try n tame as i jus wanted to live... yet, i remind myself every now n again of what a friend truly is jus by looking at her face... jus bcuz i've gained a truth to the story no ones knows as their a difference to the sound of her name... n it helps in times where alone sucks the life outta nights jus wanting to go to sleep... settling the mind not from wanting the bond back but the emptiness from the other side of the bed's cling... tugging on worth damn near goin to waste other than self having a respect to maintain for a better cause... so lost isn't so bad as it's a minor misplacement that assures home is in the heart as it is no longer flawed... plagued by the selfishness of another wanting their way living a lifestyle that ripped everything apart... i never thought i'd eve bounce back for it took years to regain myself after falling so fuckin hard... as it's been toodles for some time now with the reassurance of life bouncing to a more enjoyable vibe... owning the thoughts hanging new comforts on the walls of a corrected state mind...

allowing the allowed to allow...

forced to forget our pasts like what made us who we are isn't allowed to live... it takes a piece of us away due to others cannot accept where we've been so they can understand what we're willing to give... it's like they believe we're gonna take something out on them we allowed another to do... for the pain always transfers from one relation to the next bcuz their minds are immature n goin unused... n we all have a place in time we refuse to ever go back to we try to forget... as it's jealousy that lingers in tones from time to time that demands us to choose even friends over relations as it fuckin sucks to place bets... are we coming or goin is the feel of power shifters that need to gain control of what they believe we're allowed or not allowed to remember... stepping over the lines of comfort is the words that lead actions to walking the fuck away before the mindset flips to remove self as if dismembered... others truly feel threatened by assumptions n prior engagements that mean nothing to the break of a new day to enjoy life for once... damn near taking the fun outta being self is what they create if they can get in to rearrange thoughts that allow emotions to exist with the confirmation of luv... putting a damper on expressions wanting to be free from the adolescent shown... seems some people actually grow up as others are still playing roles that contradict their intent to have a happy home...

go figure...

life having changes that make decisions out to be good or bad... not knowing what to choose is a game of draw that define the facts... jus trying to walk down the right path can be a fuckin joke as one jus don't know... as others have their own choices to make that interact or refute comfort with ann ending sitting alone... as the memory reads chapters of actions attempted to gain access to a better way... yet some eventually find happiness n live through time with another that never strays... making the face of trial n error more difficult for the pain people carry is unfuckinreal... n to decipher a good call to move forward with someone is scary as fuck knowing the unknown could very well be jus another reply needing healed... damn the intentions the go unseen by eyes due to emotion always getting in the fuckin way... n the terms n conditions so many demand that make no sense to individuality not wanting to be tamed... as fuck it comes off the tongue as a comfort so self isn't trapped by the control of yet another shallow foe... wanting to change a silhouette that hs no face into a shadow that hides when there's no light to roam... relations suck when the figuring meets a so called friend in the makings... as luv pushes past the liking every time the closer gets to touching the flavor of tasting... yet it isn't others that aren't trusted as much as the deciding vote to go through with a lil something looking for home... n no one will willingly admit they too find it worthless to continue with the bs n jus be real before it all ends as the feel forgets the motion of being groped... which way to go riddles the mind with confusion as to change realities is feared the older we get... always thinking how our names would sound coming off someone else's lips...

do we fit.?.

bring ur mind n open it up... there ain't no time to waste if ur wanting to dig into my luv... bcuz it's ur mindset i'm looking to invade... jus to witness use come from a conversation worth the cave... no bullshitting n no goin turning back with failure in hand... i know who i am as i give no fucks about what society considers a man... i'm more interested in the individual beneath the smile u fling into expression to catch my attention... as i tell u emotions ain't a consideration if ur depths are as shallow as ur thought process eluding words u fail to mention... as the gender role playing u can leave at the door n can pick it up on ur way out if we ain't for one another... real is what it is when tongues flip to realize who's who face to face if we're to become luv'rs... n i ain't playing with my heart to feel u to resist me before friends are even established... as a laugh either way can be a gesture jus to know worth as adults being honest... fading on me after more than a moment to get to know u isn't a temptation that interests my best that's yet to come...  i'm on my way home as soon as i find it so i don't know how ur thoughts gather relations willing to find trust... i ain't in to taring down the inner makings to soften the feel of a friendship that could be as pure as the life we live... u jus gotta figure out what who u reflection is prior to reaching for me like u have something to give... we can fuck, we can touch, we can communicate, we can sit across the room n never feel the contact it's on u... but passion i'mma hold out on until i witness the one person i know has me in mind living loose... like a piano felt by fingers to find the notes to react to a certain song... have a seat so we can play together to create a sound so soothing the vibe allows us to believe side by side is where we belong... u have a choice to come in the way you'd want me to participate in such a thrill... but ur gonna havta accept shit can't switch up mid step likeu  lost momentum half way up the hill... words don't flow quite like the movement through time that can tell how deep u truly are... jus to let u know if we cross over there'd be no reason to ever fuckin part...

Ucmmwt...

So u want me to compete with who as ur attention is scattered about.?. U can miss me with that... wanting the chase that ends from one to the next bcuz ur taking interests in those catering to ur ego... u can miss me with that... as u claim ur different but do the same ol shit everyone else does to make yourself feel some type of way... u can misc me with that... needing the crowd to step up so u can watch it disperse with the efforts it takes to spill some real shit... u can miss me with that... prowling on the other side as a game of tame the beast as lurking in the shadows laughing is the angle u take... u can miss me with that... so quick to get into ur feelings leaping from one compliment to the next until ur choice plays with foolish minds... u can miss me with that... knowing worth don't hunt for shit u crave eyes to dismiss reason to break life down with a single moan... u can miss me with that... talking with babbling lips that twist ur true intent jus to be heard as others are to hear u speak how mutha fuckas are thirsty... u can miss me with that... thinking I'm like those that cling to ur vanities beauty ias even ur frame is put on display to gather followers u don't fuck with... u can miss me with that... u pretend to wanna fall yet u cannot make ur mind up of who to give into so u continue to go with the flow to seek the variations that flock... u can miss me with that... u don't want a friend as it's ur groupies that create the smile u possess... u can miss me with that... it's fake n u ain't doin shit but giving false hopes to insecurities to gain a chance that will never occur to stand by ur side... u can miss me with that... I have enough ghosts lingering the the walls on my mind as it is n I don't feel you'd fit into the space in between my ears... so yeah,  u can miss me with that...

Sometimes...

sometimes the silence of the night isn't good enough... sometimes a voice would be nice to listen to while finding a bit of trust... sometimes the mind gets to be a lil too much... n sometimes the thought of another jus might be enjoyed if they weren't talking about luv... sometimes being alone is cool for the most part... sometimes a body would feel great when motion takes charge... sometimes words in an empty room confuses the heart... n sometimes, well, a convo would do more than play the part... sometimes the solitude is too fuckin much to take... sometimes someone else's sound would be great... sometimes it gets boring as fuck sitting around wanting to escape... n sometimes, every so often, i jus wanna say someone's name... sometimes happens too often as time tics... sometimes the hands of time needs not to exist... sometimes it's jus the feel missed upon the lips... n sometimes, it's fuck what happens after the first kiss...

Unfinished...

n what if a moment alone with someone who's been on the mind come into view... as time gave in to the thoughts played out into motion's use... where in the fuck would the secrecy of a crush go... if they knew u had a thing fro them n stood face to face with u alone... tempting u to act upon hidden intent... daring u to touch the inner linings of their ribs... who would u become once that split second occurred.?. showing u they to imagined u in their life within so many words... could u step from within n gain a friend worth having.?. one in which gave truths a reason to settle the mind





Sometimes...

lets go...

to the ends with it, lets go... take me for a ride... we can run outta road to see which way u wanna roam... once we reach nowhere to soon at the end of life...  friends can witness the truths words tried to slide into place... like a riddle we can figure out the curiosity of us... lets do it... allow likes to awaken the motion of a lil thing we wanna believe is luv... burning rubber like flames... there's no destination like finding out where home is... so i'm anxious to take a joyride with u... maybe the last kiss i will taste is coming from ur lips... i hope ur ready for a lifetime that defines the crash n burn if we don't make it out alive... cuz once the wheels start spinning i ain't letting go... we're goin all the way... so let the spin take us down the road... changing the course of a dead end fate.. fired it up n smoke the past into an oblivion... together on our way to the promised land... with hope that we stand hand in hand with it's all said n done... give me life n i'll show u where time stands still... losing memories that never made it to the now... making a remembrance so epic the belief looks like us tangled up... lets go disappear into the horizon looking for a place to settle down...

maybe it's me...

maybe i don't believe i could make u happy... or is it it's my disbelief in me ever being enough... i don't know for sure as the feeling always fall short... every time i get close enough to open up n the emotion wants to pour... i fade with thoughts that i'm not something ur looking for as the end s of me drifts... even though i know i know what it i have to give i feel you'll b gone quicker than finding a tickle in ur ribs... maybe it's me but i think i ain't the one u seem to be craving at the end of the day... nor in the mornings that bring a new chance to stretch a smile across ur face... i jus don't feel i cab contribute to that completion u make so hard to amount to... so i sit in the crowd n settle for the solitude that creates a reality that will forever remain the exact same... as no one gets hurt again i sleep alone with the fire within listening to the rain... maybe it's me that needs to get over the fact that it's possible for someone to want me around... or even better, let go of a lesser anxiety that you'll leave the way heartbeats drowned... is it i cannot be convinced of my own worth is more than enough to have the life i tried so hard to have.?. as i reside in the shadows goin to waste bcuz it's safer than harming the tenderness of another luv gone bad... maybe ur like me n jus gave up on how likes lied n left a tarnished expression standing in the middle of lie left for dead... n it affected the comfort of trusting self to having a better judge of character confusing the terms n conditions in the head... as this is what's come of the belief in eyes that could make a difference for once... fuck, maybe i should say some shit... but i won't...

daddy likes...

don't stop... that's the way i like it... i wanna touch u... feel ur lips... yeah... like that... lemme have my way... as my fingers do laps... ur skin craves me... so loosens the nerves... it's ok... i enjoy what lurks... look at me... i wanna see ur eyes... the design that hides hormones... sigh... that's it... now taste me... lean on in... feel me breathe... closer... i won't bite... i wanna hear u exhale... to dig into a new way of life... flesh to flesh... bodies groped... sweat dripping... in a moment alone... comfort me... whisper ur thoughts... seductively... as we pause... to capture the use... creating a vibe... at one with the same intent... caressing the mind... give in... with an untamed heart... gripping the pillows... like a work of art... played to perfection... nibbling to please... kissing n licking... falling into the ease... lay with me... speak to be heard... temp my will... as hands go to work... legs wrapped around my neck... trembles crawling across the bed... i can be ur friend... lemme in ur head... i'll be good... satisfaction guaranteed... giving to ur desires... believe in me... squeezing ur throat... slapping ur azz... romance can turn quick... anatomy clash... i mean u no harm... but i know what u like... handled with care... rough n to the point of claimed as mine... acting out all ur dirty fantasies... it's our secret to share... so open on up... i'll even pull ur hair... face down... arch ur back... do as ur told... daddy likes that... restrained n gagged... limits being pushed... u know u wanna play... multiples jus wanna be took... i'll stuff ur kitten... full of toys... tongue slurping... rotating the joy... tasted... owned... in a time well spent... as i couldn't bare to leave u alone... ur moans can vent... pussy can throb... lemme listen to ur sounds... as u take my cock... you'll be fucked... rammed... taken advantage of... damn... u turn me on... give life that tingle... it's u i wanna dominate... we should mingle...

stability unmatched...

friends on the rails of life wondering who they can trust... losing so many that said they were real that forgot about a common luv... turning on use as change redirected their hearts on down the road... as corners bend to places away from home that jus don't have the same feel when listening to even the sexiness of moans... rotating minds twist thoughts that check on self's stability every time being alone crosses the line... on the figuring without assumptions to claim the reflection is the answer to a healthy life... sorting out emotions so movement can flow within... watching tides come in jus to retreat like the drowning that leaves the face betrayed by grins... gasping for air as the moisture pours for a lil while in between the beliefs of the touch n go... as others don't seem so appealing without their own a state of mind... mates fade on the attempt of a few times of having a lil extra from time to time... jus by not wanting to feel a fuckin thing new comers drift like the strangers the are... unable to dig deep enough into the texture to gain access to desires n secrets buried in scars... ready being not the issue when it's a maturity sought out with a splash of attractiveness that lives within who someone truly is... but who's looking for anything but a mirror to adjust the eyes forward knowing not jus any one will do due to the constant bs.?. refusing to give in to the shallows of so many who do not comprehend the stability it takes to consume passion at its highest peek... truly transforming wants into the reason to admit there's a worth to need...

in or out...

i don't give a fuck who has their eyes on u as long as ur hearts with me... i ain't got nothing to worry about n won't doubt u if u can overlook hands wanting to reach... trying to feel what u say how i'm the one u don't wanna do without... n it does't even matter if they say some shit outta the way for if it's us i'm no worried what come from their mouths... loyalty without a chance to want someone else in time to come is where it's at... as no one can convince u to stray from where u feel u belong giving me feedback... there's no other in eyes when we stare at happiness is the only feel i wanna know... n a friend is to be gained as it's me u come to when ur mind chases thoughts wanting hear my tone... imma havta be the comfort u cannot get enough of to relate in the middle of life together for the rest of our lives... there's no leaving after faking the feel it takes to open me up bcuz i'm done with being tortured... it's either we get to liking each other n see if we find ourselves falling into truths or time can have its way with our departure... i'll trust what u tell me as actions meet me thriving to enjoy ur company as it's u i believe in... leaning in to complete what's been on the unknown list of where in the fuck is my best fuckin friend... to stand with u standing with me as the crowd has nothing on what we can create... giving life to the expressions that bring use to the flow of the face... yeah, it's about me as much as it's about u so try not to rush in to the plunge... at least not until we come from depths ready to accept a more mature coexistence unable to refuse the luv... don't care unless u can't help but to want a piece of mind looking back at u the way u fall into who i am... there's so many u can half azz relations with adding tally marks to grand slams... n if emotion is what we land in then the end of life is where we sit old n grey... smiling n holding hands for all time...

not of money...

i ain't got the money it takes to have the finer things... n truly don't give a fuck to ever fake it to impress the likes of another's endless dreams... i don't find a need in materials that cost me time... my life goes into the earnings it takes to live as simple as wise... having no interest in the expensive toys that change a human into an ugly beast... looking down on others bcuz they fee; better in more ways than one... knowing damn well we all live n die no matter what while alive comes undone... for it's unattractive in my eyes to gain items i have no use for... as others crave the chase of paper to obtain assets that depreciate when purchased always wanting more... turning the cheek on those they feel are lesser than their classification... yet not many on the so called climb to the top ever find a real satisfaction they believe is an intimidation... a higher way of living that's supposedly superior to others who could give a fuck less... knowing they are as fake as the federal notes the cherish... i ain't got it in me to act as if i'm not human... so a comfortable life is cool so i don't struggle but i refuse to pretend i ain't from the lower end of the pole where poverty also groom men... of a different standard that's more humble in the heart... i will not allow financial fiasco tare me apart...

time will tell...

holding on to the belief that theirs someone that won't do me wrong... an individual that cannot help but to look past the visual of my face n simply feel like next to me is where they belong... as natural intent comes from within their core to live a lifetime of fun... opened up with ease as my own fortune rests in their eyes catering to luv... sharing a piece of time until it has had it's moment to touch worth... then accept the feeling passion reasons with n dig into to the likes intriguing smile to lift as fingers lurk... optimistic is a mindset willing to believe there's a friend to come along that won't make me feel outta place... misplaced from a life somewhere else n in someone else's arms whispering the creation of names... thoughts get the better part of my mind searching the heart of who could fulfill the mornings awaiting a body clinging to what could never hurt... laid up in the comfort of my chest breathing to a new day without the mentioning of words...

i'll jus keep it real...

scars cannot feel a fuckin thing u claim... so why hate even me wanting to be that friend that helps u escape... healing is a self expression to smile on ones own i know... yet we all need a lil motion to makes us wanna remove self righteous thrones... so where's the nerve still exposed i can help u with.?. giving u a comfort jus showing u the difference is truths n bs... giving only what ur willing to take as a gesture into a positive direction... tilting the passion u hide outta reach form hands wanting to touch affection... cuts ain't open no more n i prolly don't havta tell u but i will... so u can hear me as i face u head on until we collide to the reason we have come to a standstill... as wounds don't bleed much for it's the memory that has no new thoughts to envision to put to rest the lingering pain... i know due to i listen to even myself when alone n even more when it rains... n it's not hard to fall in luv with the solitude in which we get stuck... yet i'm right here waiting for u to see me as somone u can actually fuckin trust... for i carry no knife to slit another hole in ur untamed heart... i don't like that feeling myself so i'll jus keep it real until life awakens me to a day that i find u laying by my side falling hard... yes, i like what is see coming from within u for u remind me of myself... n that shit i can't help but to tell u is truly felt... n all i's want is for u to be who u are n only change one more time with me if u believe it's me to be the one... u see, relations brings out a different version of every one of us when tempting to communicate with desires that become clutch... n i know i'm jus another face in the crowd you've prolly overlooked so many times before... but even so i feel i need to say something so u don't go n drift into the diving of exposed cores... as my own incisions cannot harm u for the have no will of their own... they don't even appear to exist so u can get to looking at me bcuz i'm eventually gonna wanna come home... to adapt to the way life could wrap itself around us n smile for once... knowing it's creation of luv has a chance to accept all n the above...

luv without like...

irresistible at first sight... that's the way they say it's supposed to go... those chasing emotions before friends can relate... as passion into stare are thrown... finding that twinkle in the eyes... determined to believe in the feel of the rush... unable to see how friends haven't been made... it's the so called knowing claimed to be luv... falling in to an emotion that cannot wait to get attached... hope finds another willing to trust in dreams... fairy tales made as a belief to consume minds... believing in how another will never leave... finding differences in the makings yet to be seen in plain sight... as the heart wants the crave fulfilled even if ever so briefly lived... promising time couldn't withstand a life without another... losing the tickle in between the distance of then ribs... moving to a deeper reflection showing pain without arms held tight... standing lost in the presence alone as paradise closing it's doors by ignoring self drifting into the dark... corrupted by a thought lacking the mental capacity to think before acting out roles... n yet they repeat the pattern of failed relations until the bitterness allows them to hate removing from with vital instinctive parts...

kinda types...

is my face not worth lookin at.?. seems those i've chosen or like bypass my attempt to dig into depths n face the facts... as others see what the chosen ones cannot witness with their own eyes... so behind closed doors i sit n  erase memories a long with self made lies... no longer able to believe in what was never truly real... like a figment of the imagination that came n went so fast the heart refuses to feel... as cold as the shiver that freezes emotion the disbelief runs deep into roots grown indoors... for eyes that catch my attention drift as the turn away from truths staring them down wanting more... finding a few attempts of what tinkles me pink jus doesn't find me appealing so what am i to do.?. attractions are never fulfilled beyond the initial stages of getting to know how my own desires move... as chapters repeat the same ol story line of a single moan holding every sound motioned that they've ever said... even though expectations were surpassed by intentions shown as they as an individual were met... yet it's those in which i can't get enough of i believe ain't got shit for me... leaving my mind to ponder in thoughts lost like pictures thrown away so i too can be free... saying goodbye is not so rare as what i like doesn't quite insist to wanna keep me around... as worth is seen in stares casted from a different angle isolated the way i have been to not make a sound... to go unheard so life can go on without the confrontation to break another's will to stand next to me... as the understanding comes to the acknowledgement of maybe i've jus gotten use to a type in which i lean...

wrote while listening to the live version of something to remind you by staind...

kiss me or forget i exist...

has it been long enough.?. or how much longer is it gonna take.?. wonders wander off late at bight wanting to give the fuck up... jus to turn to lusts n live a lil instead of waiting on what's in no rush... are u on ur way or not.?. or cane the emotions awaiting ur arrival say fuck it n rot.?. times ticking n my hands ain't felt passion's gift opening up for some a while now... so am i to remain alone without a word to lemme know i've been found.?. it's like u ain't looking for some strange reason yet i can relate... shit gets a lil too real looking into a strangers eyes as stares change... i get it but what the fuck am i to do.?. sitting still with a dream that u exists with that familiar thrill... knowing it could jus be in me fuckin head... making shit up so i don;t get attached to someone else's bed... finding comfort in others the way you've landed in arms undeserving of lost hopes... all the while jus wanting to go the fuck home... so who are u if i don't recognize ur face.?. if u refuse to open ur mouth n say a lil something to capture the chase... or are u not running after a thought in which i reside in.?. it would be nice to know if i ain't wasting time by restricting myself to stretch patience ever so thin... so if u don't mind, could u appear or lemme die so i ain't buried alone... i'm calling a truce to live with or without u so make yourself known...

from the bottom to the top...

losing sight of the prize at the end of the fall... jus trying to come up without dropping the ball... so far from the norm of what others feel... it's almost as if this life isn't real... watching others has become a thing of the past... self has given up on luv to remain intact... loosening to a different kinda vibe from within... one in which shakes when feet start to make prints... touching the surface to gain grounds... stepping up to the reason life hears the heart that pounds... thriving to reclaim what was lost... without a friend to create new beginnings of flaws... reaching for more as solo as the struggle is real... in no need to drop worth n kneel... for there's far to much work to be done... n there's no other way to get it in other the to be the one... fighting to rise from the depths fallen outta sight... looking forward to the day self doesn't havta hide...piecing the puzzle back together takes some time... so in the silence presence moves to define the fine lines... read as it speaks to anyone attempting to get in... if u ain't a friend, don't bother with thy grin... for it settles for no intruder playing games... nor a flame that doesn't burn at both ends of being tamed... so it's on with the corrections that must take place... secretly listening to how tones carry names... so when the final stages have been met relations jus might have a shot... yet, until then, there's an empty slot... as space is the only thing next to the side... trusting no one before goals are claimed that haven't been denied...

devoured...

hands... warm n tight... wrapped around the throat jus right... squeezing the sides as restraints keep ur from stopping the rush... falling into desires n playing with lusts... watching ur eyes roll into the back of ur head... as the blood is restricted from reaching sighs as ur legs are spread... tied to the bed so u cannot say no... gagged n felt up as ur juices flow... ur are to feel me have my way... calling u as the tongue chooses ur name... taken advantage of while ur moans begin to come alive... choking ur life from the darker side... pulling u into my world as u cum... jus to drop below ur waist to taste how ur hormones run... dripping down my chin with flavor so sweet... jus to hear u beg to me... as fingers linger around ur hole jus before they slide inside... forcing ur g'spot to activate what's been on ur mind... as u squirt with multiple orgasms wanting to get away... yet trapped u are my servant that cannot stray... feeling trembles through ur legs as i climb back on top... shoving my cock deep within u as the pressure from the girth jus doesn't stop... titties groped... pussy throbbing n deliberately provoked... shown how the texture of the real thing is so much better digging in... penetrated to feel u beneath ur skin... as vibes like shock waves ripple through ur walls... tightening around my shaft as ur neck is mauled... talking dirty asf... owning ur trust... using u as if u have no rights... no say so to what i wanna do to u once i turned off the lights...

i tried...

on my own with nothing but time staring me down on my grind... dodging luv n on the run, hoping i cannot be found listening to the same ol played out lines... done with the emotional disasters that twist the fuckin thrill into a bitterness that loses within questions of why's... there's no need in desires forming a passion to spill that ain't meant to last a lifetime... creating the end of relations tapped out before i realize i was so far gone to even attempt believing in endless lies... no i ain't looking to be tied to attachments that always go left of center n so wrong enjoyments fade with the hype... as i don't wanna awaken one day to fall into the space that changes the other side of the bed's dive... as empty as the feel of the heart stuck in the middle of life so cold n damn near half dead as pain tries to hide... wishing strangers would've keep it moving for they seem to all wanna act so fuckin crazy when the breakdown slides... n it's a mental laziness that lacks the comprehension of trusts use they can't trade with me so to gain an interest has become a thorn in my very own spine... for i drift in my own distance turning away from stares trying to catch some sorta attention i cannot give to an unknown straggler wanting me to open up the chests new smell of pine... i'm jus too busy smiling to get caught up in such foolishness for i jus wanna live without the capture of me taking flight... n i have too many promises to remember hung on the walls that have no more meaning in my mind... i need not add to the confirmation that i'm on some other shit n in luv with me as my only one claimed as mine... with birds that don't even give a fuck to fly due to another's eagerness of an explanation i have yet to feel as their right... i do not reside on the other side of depths spiraling outta control as i am content without the confusions forced to sigh... staring into what awaits as a new choice to remain as single as each breath taken to feel alive... back to square one bcuz i failed me by giving into a face i believed was different like all the others chasing pride... 

facing the truths...

honesty holds the tongue as self prepares to stare life down without a luv that fell through... changing the devotion the swings back around to feel expression switch intent on the move... finding a loss to eventually be a gain losing dead weight that tagged along for we allowed it to hold us down... redirecting pleasures from being betrayed to living with a new sense of acceptance as we flip upwards the dismissal of frowns... having words left chewed that never found the breath to carry them into thin air... n it's bcuz it jus doesn't fuckin matter to speak on the bs that left us mid sentence saying ilu as they never truly cared... correcting how we fell into a trap we now know exists as the game can be seen from so far away expecting to ease on in to the texture of our hearts... not knowing we forced the issue once before n found depths hacked to bits by a friend that was supposed to leave a different kinda mark... all the while not once telling others of their deepest secrets yet hearing the bashing of use falling outta the purpose to luv em anymore... having more respect for self than the ever felt to consider as the one person that refused to hurt them for points scored... as it hurt to let go of what we thought was the answer to wonders that came back around in disbelief... drifting inward into lost dreams relived for some time as if the confusion claimed realities relentless need... the unheard moans built character within as we realize they were to ready us fr who it is to come strolling along... glad to place them into new memories we can keep for a lifetime of joy jus waiting to belong...

would u like to know more.?.

would u mind me if i became a part of ur life.?.

it's something i need to ask due to no ones been real enough to mean words after the hype...

i wouldn't wanna be much but a piece of a moment for u to enjoy ur day...

i've already been everything n still i stand alone as self jus past the pain...

n yes, i've healed n i'm jus now surfacing to see the next phase of choices to play out...

with a few relatable concerns so we can configure what we are beneath the clouds...

i ain't trying to throw stones midway through the creation we could live...

i'm jus curious to witness with my own eyes if there's an actual use without jus another trip...

finding myself back on memory lane wishing i would've jus stayed to myself...

so am i wasting my time with this curiosity that lingers to the needy side of being felt.?.

u see, i can't help but to protect myself from characteristics i do not do so well with...

as my sights have landed upon ur face as u smile as my own chuckles make me bite my lip...

knowing i'd be willing to find out what kinda life we'd reason with waiting to be made...

but questions are vital to the mingle of a more mental comfort before emotion can cave...

i see u n my heart sizzles to an old feel with a new sorta amazement loosening to the thrill...

for i believe u to be a bit different feeling misplaced the same way i've become so still...

waiting for what has no answers when distance forces the silence to fuck with the mind i know...

as lost is a common misconception for an excuse to pardon self from hurtful blows...

i get it n i refuse to settle for someone going with the flow to have someone to explore...

there's a deeper sense of taste i have been drawn to when i think of u as i wanna know more...

even if it turns out to be other than my thoughts getting the better on me...

i jus wanna accept the outcome of how we collide in the between breaths taking one of two meanings of being free...

i'm jus one person taking a peek into the future where i see us breaking down walls...

though i could be wrong so if there's a chance we could sync to a vibe i'd wanna try to get past this pause...

if u wouldn't mind me filling a void to stick around n become that thing you've wished would jus come along...

to show me yourself in a presence where negativity dies with the feel of all those sad azz songs...

from my angle...

look into my eyes n see if u can feel me...

n imagine how i'd make out if u decided to give in to me jus to leave...

i ain't much different then that of ur own nature wanting to be felt...

yet seek more than yourself when speaking with a tongue transforming tones dealt...

think outside ur own thoughts as actions match intent the way you'd prefer me to be...

giving the take of maturities given in return to show compassion's reality...

if u could jus witness another individual looking back at u as if u were seeing yourself...

jus so u could visualize for once how u come across before me like a show n tell...

for it takes two to swindle behind the scenes where daylight cannot reach...

n all i'm asking is if you'd step outside ur our selfish needs to witness me breathe...

as if u took me into consideration the same way u wanna be enjoyed...

jus by a stare that says it all in a simultaneous moment to know emotions deployed...

tell me the truth as if u were talking to yourself through me so i can relate...

all by the story displayed within the gestures shared upon the face...

peeking back in ur direction for a better reaction to know how to respond...

having a more defined comprehension that it isn't all about u creating a bond...

step to the microphone...

believe in me or don't... it's the difference in loyalty owned... shown to be the moans n groans of friends truly never to be alone... it's how two condone reason acting full grown... damn near clones in the same sense of living within the same zone... as perfume n cologne mix with passion's sweat dripping from thrones... close to the feel of knowing without a doubt luv needs not to be postponed... or we can roam around playing hide n seek trying to replace the mental aspect to the hormones... as even emotion speaks on the feel of being groped... have belief n don't make my life harder than what it is by assuming goofiness or i don't need u climbing up my backbone... gloat if u must with me in ur life jus don't say my name within a demeaning tone... i wont' accept the harshness of a so called mate when ur a true foe... yet there's no sense in being loners on the loose when we have the spark with smile reaching for the cheekbones... as slow is as fast as hands held to walk in the middle of this worlds cyclone... feeling the completion pulsate n busting through the seams sewn... in a whoa state of where in the fuck u been while i've been disowned... drifting through can mend minds once the purpose accepts i ain't the one for half azz desires on loan...

getting over self..

long enough is too long when the moment is honest enough to say some shit...

letting life pass as a solo drift collect memories no one else can share slipping from the lip...

as even the mind lives in solitude well past the comfort of being at the edge of wanting someone around...

to awaken in a new atmosphere where luv exists n like finds stares in the eyes that never make a sound...

 as the linger reasons with the feel of passion's absence life tends to get away...

while truths sit alone wondering when self will allow the perkiness od a smile to change the reality of empty days...

it's one thing to enjoy life in ways freedom captures the ease yet another to please...

to have a hold on what frees the one within as another is added to the joy in the way they come is a need...

goin the distance within the peacefulness we all claim is better due to the issues others bring to the table in which we jus cannot eat...

there's a transformation that settles the nerves at some piont that clings to what's truly missed as we breathe...

n it hasta run it's course for it's a healing process that is to consider when we wanna be felt...

as allowing it to surpass the intent of some over looked will sting on the release knowing relations could've helped...

in a hollow heart drained of past attempts to enjoy a luv'r n a friend in ways happiness evolves...

we havta know when to unlock the chambers that keep us safe while the pain dissolves...

finding a use outside of our own self righteousness to live in a new reality before we become tto content with ourselves...

letting hands flow upon us with a sensitivity felt beneath the surface as emotion once again melts...

something different...

she's has a different feel to her unique kinda vibe... a better conversation through a more mature state mind... she's been hurt n betrayed... burnt by flames but never has she forgotten her own name... she's at peace with herself for she's found a true friend... humble in her presence she's no ordinary blend... her pulse vibes to a more versatile style... in luv with life she's a speechless smile... silly yet picky to who is allowed to get close... forever in tuned with the thrill of hope... she moves with ease when emotion peeks... she's free to be by choice of whoever in the fuck she wants to be... knowing the positioning between wants n needs... as her beauty is as natural as the individual that can't be explained... she's rare in every sense of going against the grain... loose to the fit of her own way of living... she's more than vanity hiding what she's not giving... with her look u can tell she's jus not like the others... as her heart ain't for a part time luv'r... having felt the pain that made her remember what it was to live life, to feel so fuckin alive... she's a keeper that whispers chatter over through distance n time... having depths to be felt from the surface reaching in... she's her own harmony displayed in her grin... a weird one that most overlook... her care gives no fucks to what others wanna hook... she defines herself drifting off away from the heard... in luv with the freedom that compliments her worth... as her humor is twisted n raunchy for it's real... there's nothing like her for she's not afraid to show what she conceals... she's a loner for she's not the same as those always fitting in... her tickle trembles so perfectly without the interference of fingers in her ribs... n she can relate to the image in the mirror reflecting her shine... she's a down to earth kinda girl that has a piece of mind... open to what life has to offer... as simple as having a use for passion no one can ever stop her... with a will that simply cannot be broke... for she's been there n realized who she was when she awoke... leaving behind a more gullible personality she flows with grace... never to fear any decision that is made... as her mindset is pure n gets straight to the point... yet, most see an awkwardness she believes is a comfort for where she's goin... unaffected by judgement's due to her vulgar words... she's beautiful n she knows the hate that lurks... for she's in charge of her own destiny as her dreams float in the breeze... damn, why does she havta be so much like me.?.

From on stranger to the next...

Without a course of luv'rs relations can never be found... while so many hide behind a front of being profound... others jus fade into the distance like a backslash overlooked... while the rest play the game very few ever book... it's a chance of having a good judge of character at the end of the day... n in the moment keeping the heart settled driving the mind insane... friends are what we seek when the feel of the hallow comes to call... wanting to step from the shadows n for once truly fall... yet it doesn't happen without a sacrifice like anything else... it'll change self when least expected in a state where emotions melt... coming to terms with the fact that every now n again someone appears in a different sense... n that's when we transform from playing the feild to truths being meant... n if we do not allow others to touch us well never discover who we are... it's the only way we know what to look for through all the well earned scars... having to meet new people to adjust to the comforts through the confusion... from within one is to stare into eyes to feel if it's right or a delusion... getting it in before the end sneaks up on us all... n we do it for the memories hung on bare walls...

don't wake up yet...

n what if i wanted to see u sleeping come mornings light.?. would it be so fuckin wrong to feel u in my life.?.  enjoying the way u look in ur most peaceful state... to capture the beauty u posses in my own eyes as i whisper ur name... having breakfast ready before u even got outta bed... maybe i wanna treat u like a friend that means something to me as u rest... showing u a different version of what a man has to offer... n no i ain't perfect but i mean u no harm as i'm not so fuckin proper... with a raw realness to stretch ur comfort across ur pretty face... maybe it's the tone in which my tongue spins ur name...  i jus wanna witness u so relaxed as i take a peek at what u cannot see... all i can say is it's what reality plucks from dreams... so who's to say anything if i chose to watch how u awaken to join me here as i cannot hide.?. everything good from this point out can happen in a course of time... as long as the visual can be seen the way words cannot express... with more than enough interest to invest... jus so u know where u sit with me in the silence goin under...feeling the need in u as the ultimate luv'r... yet, don't wake up yet, so i can take this moment in... as words have no sound as the mind collects the chance to live...

do u wanna.?.

do u wanna be the one who changes me.?. the reason i've waitied so long... saving the best i could ever give to u... is it me to remain as the untold tale of how luv sung it's song.?. do u wanna treasure a friendship that will never end.?. putting use to a good cause n breathe it's u n me... unloading the patience it took to find where we went... can i land safely as i come down from my dreams.?. do u wanna stay in the mood to have me as ur own.?. able to touch the ways in out around n thrugh that drives a mutha fucka insane... look me in the eyes n tell me what ur motion creates... truths are upon us transforming simultaneously framed...making memories to last as the reason to mingle... who is it i have become to ur curiosity's waiting on what.?. there's only one way to get to know comforts with me... do u wanna see for yourself the capability's of lusts added to luv.?. being my purpose to believe in who comes from within u reaching for my heart... laid up or out n about jus living life... is it i u seek to feel wanting my charm.?.

we can miss out...

fuck it... lets open up... pretending we jus don't give a fuck... hopin relations will remain as good as they begin... never having to riddle a smoke signal from within... clearing the smoke in the heart... giving everything we have not earned n jus play the cards... n when it hurts we can fight... forgetting about the friendship we refuse to despise... we can attempt to tame each other... feeling uncomfortable with the feel of losing yet another luv'r... as goin crazy allows us to act like everyone else hating life... crying at times until the night wind up in an empty room... drifting witht he fact that we jumped to fuckin soon... n to hold on is what we know so it can linger in the unpleasant face... finding a stranger wanting to be free from a friendship never made... lets get it in n rush the force to resent choices in stare irritated once again... goin solo to heal n add another memory lost to the memories unexplained...jus to become more independent claiming the single life is where it's at... having to face the reflection of the lies of the facts... we won't talk as we'd be better off... lost... as bits n pieces are plucked in time... until self truly accepts it's more mental than an emotional front to what actually matters other than the hype... we can choose to plunge if u insist... but it won't end well due to the over emotional change that over rides who we could be if.... as the head shakes... to bury the knowing of immaturity's unstable games... fuck it.... i ain't doin nothin else... unless you'd rather fuck non stop... starting on the outside of the climax's that pop.... not caring of anything but the physical presence... triggering hormones that cannot resist the pleasure before the pain comes back around to finesse the fence... through a creature created by sexuality's course of actions... cutting deeper due to the depths of passion... we can mate without the limits that hide who we are... from the start... starting here n now... staring us in why relations dive into the pits of the pulse not wanting to be found... dead from from the most sacred place within... missing the one that decides what to do when the recognition of self once more lives to grins... when the side is jus had to do away with repetitive motions... as it will be someone else lookin us in our eyes with a better sense of devotion... we can miss out on what we are capable to create... or friends can be made...

my selfish choice to be...

goodbyes need not touch thy tongue... so alone is the remains of luv... safe from intent that refuses the truth... filling the emptiness with worth in self as a use... taken for granted isn't a thing no more... losing friends ain't a feel the heart craves to explore... enough has come n each one has gone... as fingers point my way as if they were never wrong... so it's the ride that died with the belief in trust... hearing the silence that soothes the nerves on the hush... fading behind closed doors for a piece of mind... n it's where te gathering does some serious fuckin time... with a tarnished heart that wants to live... buffing out the hand prints that's touched its curved twist... living without the expectations that hurt so bad... accepting all that's left of self is a will to respect what no one can have... the freedom to be who it is so natural to enjoy... so watching another come along to stay briefly jus won't fill the void...with a camouflaged state of caring delivering the eventual end... i'd rather not relate to the bs n be my own best friend...

comforted when gone...

deep in sleep dreams have the comfort reality lacks...

resting away from the selfishness of others that twist the facts...

lost in la la land drifting to a happy place for a bit...

to break free form the chains life tends to lock to the rib...

strapping the mind to the keys playing the heart...

there's nothing more lovely than slipping away from terms so harsh...

somewhere on the other side so the ease can take place...

able to return to the feeling of a familiar face...

as no one knows who self runs to deep in the night...

ready to fall beneath the spell of exhaustion's fight...

floating as if on clouds to a promised forever to be...

feeling the eyes close to escape for a lil while to be free...

not wanting to come back into the consciousness that awaits...

let down every time sight can see a new day that'll end jus the same...

forced to awaken n partake in the chaos that's over rated...

when all that's needed is to lay the body down n get faded...

one puff two hits the tokes four for the imagination to wake up...

as thoughts go under a trans to be with a never ending luv...

Interests known...

Can we fast forward to the end so we can see if the beginning us worth it.?. As our eyes will see the truth of what took place that hasn't happened yet... for once I'd luv to know if my heart is safe from the bitterness of a so called friend... one in which that shows emotion the feel isn't jus fuckin lent... let's jus look into the future of that one day that changes the way we coexist... even tones change n the mind switches thoughts to wonder of words released from lips... well u understand we are individuals trying to live side by side.?. Or will our passion die the moment u give up on a chance if a lifetime.?. Sitting at the crossroads when hey another decision hasta be made... as use has transformed into a friendship that's clung to each other's name... sone yrs from now is where I wanna be jus before we return with a reason of what it is we need to do... all bcuz it's another friend of all things I refuse to lose... opening up in the now as life rights us down in our own version of luv... or is it to be were jus craving the same ol textures if lusts.?. Crawling upon the skin long enough to adapt to not wanting to be alone... when we could find depths not so much different as we could create a lil place called home... yet true intent needs to be seen from here on out... tensioning to change together so hope never gets lost... wrapped in arms that comfort kisses felt in a pause... waking up in a new day without the worries that linger in between the motion of us... are u down for a lifetime or are u jus playing a part chasing a dream to be crushed.?. For it's a friendship that lost longer than luv'rs could ever make it work... I'm talking of a natural joy so easy to be we as one can interact with worth... do wet need to leap through time n rush a phase to settle the thoughts we possess.?. Or is it possible to gather ourself n allow the flow of fingers sliding down the face with an unbreakable interst...

teetering with the thought...

it's hard if honesty's were to tell it like it is... not being able to see the joy displayed upon an other's face... n to go without the feel of their lips... one will eventually miss the sound on a muted name... damn the reassurance in someone's eyes that need not a single word... n to feel them draped with the contact of skin on skin... the crave of the absence is felt in one's own heart... as the mind twists realities to confirm the reason why single is a win win... knowing every now n again self lies in mirrors n behind closed doors... having a difference in the way breathes mover the chest... jus wanting the needs to find a thrill reaching that'll never walk away... one that's mature enough to goof like best friends putting questions to rest... then the memory strikes a nerve of the chaos that comes as a side affect... jus bcuz most do not have a clue to how to use emotion past the initial hype... as being sucked back into the loneliness is like a gravitational tug that refuses to let go... even though there's a smile that speaks so clear to the joy leaning in for a kiss to create a better life...

afraid to speak...

one the tongues hesitating to have a friend... as the mind wonders who in the fuck won't get emotionally bent... thoughts linger as if time refuses to wait... feeling the reality of truths sitting in the same place... day in day out pretending losing memories never made a tear fall... remembered as phases that lost the feel once another failed to loosen to more than the thought of luv... so nothing will ever come from the attempt for one too many times fell through trust... out the bottom of a paper bag wet from the get go of words the cut... as new daydreams pause when the overthinking digs in like thorns that's been stuck... changing the sensation of willingness to give in to hope set free in an others eyes... it only reminds the heart of the twist it took if not careful when having an interest jus wanting to live life... damn near defeated one hasta level with self as the enemy we created... for choices have been made to come to terms with self of needs n wants deflated... goin inward jus before lips moves to the shape of words attempting to tell someone of the thoughts that have been stirred... having a different kinda reason in a lil thing called worth... lines find toes halted prior to the cross back into the feel of passion ready to become... as the turn pulls the head from sights n goes the other way drifting with the lack of the skin being touched... sighing as fear overwhelms the silliness of someone having a use for self... hiding as if in witness protection needing some sort of help... unable to step to the plate due to so many others have more to offer... the silence resumes as the comfort without the chaos of pleasure switching into stealth mode not wanting to be labeled a stalker... simply letting go of the notion to admit it be nice to relax in a moment to see what's what... but it'll never happen when others ruin the initial reckoning by drooling over the misuse of lusts...

mingling thing...

Slow patience comin to life behind closed doors... scrolling through pages created for sexual intent more than explored... unfolding the thrill of being so fuckin anxious the touch digs in... feelin the way the pulse touches the surface to be felt from within...

Smooth fingers reach in a caress to give intent... as one with the groove in a moment spent... loosening comforts beneath the nights crave to be trusted as bodies vent... moving with the pleasure freed from the core to play with curiosity's use so lenient...

Groped with the clinch of palms sliding with the feel of sweat... Roped to the hormones as the foreplay has restraints held to the bed... Alone with fantasies that have swirling tongues bringing life to dreams... Moaning to the skill of a luv'r that cannot get enough of the sounds bouncing off the sheets...

Luring the sensation from behind the scenes to bound with the texture of lusts... pouring out passions mixed with desires acting out a communication flush... scoring tallies as multiples peek with the swivel of heads as mouth are hushed... enjoying the reaction leaking on chins as sensitivities flow with the rush...

free is the choice...

When one loses their mind bcuz they fell in luv... then lose track of time trying to catch back up... birds don't feel emotion quite the same... as words don't define friends jus bcuz they know ur name... the hardest thing to regain is self when no one else is around... as the farthest thing from the norm is what comes out the mouth... changing tones as mindsets switch up... rearranging life as alone is the freedom one can trust... opening up to living in the peace it takes to regain life's passion's once lost... refraining from repeating the neglect in self sitting in solitude behind walls... free is a choice as only the real can be seen... as dreams come back around to witness the difference in wants n needs...

on the flip...

smiles felt n fade from the feel of life... sit on the lips to be expressed then get lost in due time... drifting from the laughter grins misplace the chuckles sent up from the ribs... finding self in a state of confusion loosening the grip... as blank stares form upon the face... taking the boggy outta the happiness tamed... changing the hearts willingness to participate with emotions naive sense of hope... looking to seek out a certain lil place called home... wanting a friend to consider the need of relations to step in n claim the mind... set in a drift far away from the pain to catch up to the freedom of likes... knowing giggles tend to come n go with the temporary sense of normal cut short... left with the leakage dripping from the eyes that show the betrayal of pleading to the pour... mirrors can only mimic choices made that if not noticed will never help... creating a visual seen in its capture of devotion that gets away from self... forcing desires to retract as passion forgets the purity of luv... realizing in moments to come is the issues of jus craving to be touched... damn near willing to give anything for a gesture to show true worth... yet, even it is a chance to be had when every word eventually is meant to hurt... believing in lies the ears hear in a different way when said... reminded of how not once has the distance be more true that when they leave n leave self for dead... returning to a world filled with so many more options than who they could have in us... yelling fuck it to out loud so no one can say the didn't hear the tongue on the flip side where the temptation is non the less than lusts...

Two faced...

We ain't shit to em sitting at the bottom trying to claw ur way back up... their tongues seems to flip on shit they know nothing of... feeling eyes looking down on self like we ain't written the time... knowing damn well the fall jus help correct our own state of minds... watching the judgement's passed around as they come full circle to be heard... able to witness who's who is a fucked up scene as sight focuses from the blur... from friends to foes it's so r caked family that hurts the most... quick to disown us with hidden intent to apart better than the roast... as laughs behind backs chatter from fake lips that can't help bur to mumble... for if it were face to face the swelling would feel the impact of a bitch slap as their body tumbles... puttin truths in the table due to characters are being played... feeding others sine bs when they can't even say the shit standing face to face... we are shunned when choices of depending on another to thrive collapse... losing everything due to being faulted when they twist the facts... yet once we fight long enough n life bounces back to find comfort without the struggle... those who swung blows will be the first to pretend they've worn a muzzle... smiling more than they did when spit flung from their childish ways... n all one hasta do is listen to the wind carry our names... jus to see the email insert words into the rear of our own need in them... as the heart shuts down so they cannot reach us fir it was us they refused to defend...