My eyes begin to stop when the turn of the hour hits the key without a breath.

I want to know that when the morning comes you will be there to shadow me,
Nuture me,
And let me be the one I wa destined to fuck.

I wanted to walk down the street the other day and witness his flaws,
Lurk in his backyard and wonder what would it be of I had short shorts like him....?

my home is more than white clouds

Your sun is more than the pieces of meat i hold in my hands.

Tomorrow is not a home for the brave but for the shadows that have been with us for the longest day.

I need,
Feel,
Touch,
Fuck,
Some type of burden of imagination that has me wrapped in my soul!

Tomorrow,
Yesterday,
Today,
I need to live a life of common ground where my feet don't exhaust and the sounds from the balcony don't drill me to death.

Star in the Sky

I love cliche words. Cliche words are what get me through the day..

"ok,
love,
tears,
heart,
soul,
feel,
lips,
touch,
forever,
happy"

moments are like dried lips. A mouth that can only feel the tightness in the world because all the loose things in the world are too distant to touch...

Imma kill!

I am laying down and she is next to me...

Every step that I take is just another fuck,
Fuck that is more than what it seems,
Something bigger than i could have imagined..

She will rote,
She will wish that I was dead somewhere without an ounce of energy left in me to see her,
She will realize that her existence is nothing but aderal.

Tomorow is another day that I will be able to suck the joy away and fill you up with nothing but hallow love. Fuck you!

FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!

I'm not the OTHER man

I am not the other man,
I am not the other woman,
I am not an other.

Tap,
Tap,
Tap,
it's the single most insane screech that occurs when you said those words.

Tomorrow is not but a single fig of your insanity and my reality,
There is a ticking bomb somewhere unknown with your name on it,
Your name,
Your name,
CHEATER,
C-H-E-A-T-E-R,
DICK,
D-I-C-K!

I put on a hat that has many convictions and mean eyes,
A hat that will never give up,
A hat that will turn your droppings into dark sour blood!

Plastic Bag

loving sour ids
breathe in, breathe out, make it last
loving sweet body

I hear your scribbles

I am not content with the life that I am currently living.

I am scared that when the time finally comes it will be too late and she will no longer be living. Today in class I couldn't help but wonder why there is still a lack of representation of my skin color in my classes. Why my teacher has a pale face with a million dots scattered throughout his body, and the reality that he will never understand what it means to cry because of the color you're not... I'm upset and worried about the future. It's getting more and more violent and expensive to live the way I do. There is always work that keeps piling on and never enough time to stop the infection from spreading.

I honest to god wish that he had never touched me, and that he never died. Times like these wish that my family extended beyond a mother and a sister...

Eveything in life is a piercing aggressive experience that I'm hoping will soon vanish.

"My eyes keeps closing every time they spot a glimpse of you. Stop running away because I'm not chasing after you. I wont stand for your teases or for your silly idiotic mannerism that physically damage me inadvertently."

BB

I want to stay in love with you, but only for today.

I was coming from behind and everything was suddenly alive,
The mistakes,
Our hearts,
The inside of our thoughts were awaken by the sight of our song.

We keep telling ourselves that we will come back around,
That there are people in the world that can easily replace the times we had,
Replace,
Replace,
But there is too much to replace,
That even the thought of it blinds me into a path of non-stop bruising.

There is suffrage in the world. There is something I know you must get over before you allow my feet to move closer. I wanted you to carry me home the other day but instead you drove me and kissed my cheek goodnight. I didn't want that. I didn't want to feel like there was another soul I lost because I was not able to appreciate the romantic you shared with me. Take me tenderly into your arms, and when I push away FIGHT back. Fight back all the time. Fight until you can't anymore because then it will hit me that you are something worth appreciating. I know it's unhealthy and to an extent draining, but I need to feel the empty spaces with resistance and accomplishments. Fill them with an antidote that will cure all beings for their sufferings are my own blood.

Something has gone very wrong,
Something has turned left when it was suppose to travel forward,
My life is one big left turn,
And i just hope that you can either follow me or close the roads that give me access to the lefts in the world...

I feel like today is not the day.

I woke up at the sight of my drunk self,
My pathetic self who had nothing but his overdrafted card

I feel the pain down my shoulders and back when I think of what I owe the world.

I don't want to be in debt.
I don't want to see myself die in the empty arms of a stranger.
I don't want to lose the accent that was given to me by whips of the northern men...

I am sitting and there is no space for me to relax...

Tomorrow is more than a day as I flow through the air with just my gym bag on my back.

I want to know that you are alive and well,
Alive to breathe on me,
Well to heal me.

My eyes don't see the sunset but only the mountains that hover over the rainbow.

There is no sunshine when the clouds are too dominant and my spirit is too weak