Proper ’12

They want you when you're under spotlights. But, When I step into the dark, They hate what they see and lock eyes, On what they now call a monster. Proper. Funny how I'm writing this at 12, Like Conor. Thinking all about how I left all the demons in my corner trying foster, An angel... Continue Reading →

Adjustin’ My Glassez

I want to give a hug or two, But, It's hard for me. Sometimes, All I can think about is how to clog my arteries. So much food for thought while I commit Arseny. On different bits of paper away from those I keep far from me! God forbid they get burnt by the lighters... Continue Reading →

Luv I Kind Of Can’t Express

All I wish for, Is a thought written as a love note slipped underneath my door. Maybe, Holding hands with you, In the middle of Riverside, Wrists circled like the curls in your hair, Framing infinite sunshine glowing in your eyes... I see a light in mine when our pupils lock on... Although, They cross... Continue Reading →

Chamberz Of Pain

A stage, Is not a stage, But, A chamber of healing. I've bled. Lost my sense of hearing momentarily, As my voice box felt like it was coming to a close. All to pour out a tsunami that seemed virtually endless from the inner depths of my bleeding heart. But, One thing is for sure.... Continue Reading →

Distant Love

Forever my muse, Even on a day where cheers seem to be low. Because, My finger tips can't help but sway in the name of love. And when love comes to mind, I can only think of your eyes, And how much I've hurt them with the sight of my downfall... I just wish the... Continue Reading →

Sweet Like Thunder

What happens when you dream past Death? Looking into a future while focused on a past coercing my feet to go into a Recess? Lost in the habits where I eject, All of the feelings In my heart I truly Detest? Like, Fuck this test God wanted to put me under! I have words striking... Continue Reading →

Lonely Nightz…

Certain days, I am off it. The faucet I keep running while I'm sauced in, My room, All alone, With prompt and, A pen and a journal where I flaunt this, Talent I've been handed to a pair of palms that, Used to want to die, But, Now wants to live while I floss raps.... Continue Reading →

Revenge, Sweeter Than Juice…

Am I suicidal at the moment? Or, Is the Lion inside seeking reprisal, For locking him away? I was only trying to prevent self-inflicted pain, But, Nowadays, A garden floriferous with Roses seems fitting, As more thoughts of happiness dies...

Voluptuous Light

I don't typically believe in attraction at first sight, But, Your locks kind of unlock a grin I haven't given to myself despite, The blessing of life itself... Encountering such beauty, I couldn't help but imagine an amazonian goddess stomp over heart breakers, Glowing like the light saber your eyes manifested when I looked into... Continue Reading →

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