ill never let go

from the first time we met
i knew it could be us
not an i or a you.
an us.
the bounds of our love are endless

ill never let go.

the softest kiss
the softest skin
the most loving eyes

ill never let go

i cant breathe when you touch me
looking into your eyes i know
this is the safest place to be in love.
your are my life

ill never let go.

all i know is to give you all of me,
and every part of me belongs to your love

ill never let go.

can you hear me?

alone in the dark
these tears, oh these tears

sweat to never again be agonized
by a her, whom seemed to have it strategized
had me fooled. i even apologized?

when all a long, she was an act
cheating isn't love, thats a fact
my heart has exploded, how to react?

i hold my chin up, as they observe
keep my head high, shut off every nerve
thoughts roam, who was i to deserve?

the peices of my heart are broken and lost
from this day on my heart is in a frost
in an ice box, not open for any cost.

i hear them calling me, cudi i do.
but i need them, to hear my call too.

im sorry

tears stream down these childish cheeks

head pounding, feeling more hopeless by each breath.

i find my fatal mistakes in the people i love the most.

i push them away because in the trained mind of mine

love can only lead to pain.

if i love you, ill hurt you.

waste

life is wasted on the surface.

masks worn by the characters of my story

the acts they put on are nothing short of pathetic.

apathy is not necessary when living with the blind

vision can be daunted, thoughts can be bewildered.

but with out the lies to your vision, a lie is not a lie.

apathy for the blind who dont have to see?!

im happy for the blind, oh how so free

to have never lived by a trained eye.

they see thoughts, with no chance of a lie.

the set in stone roles we have been given

the black boy steals

the white boy drives a truck

the white girl sucks dick

the blak girl is full of tude.

this material world will soon be the least of our worries.

but now its all that matters. sad.

helpless love

how helpless we are in this game;

the blind, unseen truth lies beneath.

unforshadowed and unexpected,

then hidden and suppressed

these uncontrollable feelings raging through me.

suprising it came so

but came as smooth as the sun rises.

the surest thing to be ever known

this love we have

is helpless.

a battle, of which one can seemingly not care the most

but this strategy eludes us.

for the love we have gaps vast bounds

stretches far beyond the eye could ever see

its more than mere words could ever write or speak

the memories of us so intimiate i do not even speak

i wish for the memory to be mine and only mine for me to enjoy

my helpless love.

in my room

alone in my room
i spent my childhood.

alone in my room
my imagination soared.

imagination being a vast understatement
for the validity and realness of my nightmares.


to stay happy i played.
the pictures of glorious battles were painted
by the scences and placements of my army men

the most intricate and complicated lego creations
thought up of only by a mind, beyond a mind.

i was a scared little boy.
scared most by merely my own thoughts.

alone i was, in my room.
alone is all i knew.
alone is all i remember.
alone is all i am.

liberty

poetic inverted mind



silenced by sustaining obligations.



battling the rip tides of man's doings.



swimming against the current



being different takes strength.



living in the most current state of mind


irrelevant, is the past, but where am i going?


a stoner charm with a sense that its all


bigger than me.


therefore, i am free.


lonely is the feeling and alone is the way


liberation unattainable, for the truth shall set man free.


however they remain, in the prison of their lies.


actors on a stage.