What's Next for us

his arms use to feel like home
but as he held me an alarm rang off
and i no longer felt warm
i no longer felt whole
i feel like i've encountered a storm
living in an igloo would have been better tho
maybe i should write a four page letter like aaliyah tho
but where would i begin
it wasn't me who turned off the heat
i didn't with hold a secret
that would seep in to deep
sink in to our relationship
and devour it from the outside in
i didn't creep
i wasn't the coward
and i attempted to accept the deceit
i tried to keep it all discreet
but i was the fool
because as i worried about everyone else
no one worried about me
but i was the one who dug deep
looked for the truth
when it didn't want to be sought out
found out.. and now everyone's
true colors done been brought out
the ones i trusted were called out
in this game of volley ball
i was the net
and the ball hit everything else but it
no one felt the pain i felt as it
shot up my spine
up my neck
into my brain
and then back down into my heart
that one cold relentless night
when a secret was revealed to me
from a mouth that it should not have been in
took over my insight
and reversed its emotions like icy hot
forgive you
forgive you not,
why is this even a question
in my mind when you were the one that
promised me
promised ME
PROMISED ME
that you'd never lie
you beg and plead
tried to plant this artificial seed
of regret in my brain
and then you have the
audacity to turn around
and attempt to make me feel guilty
and still i love you
the only question i have is
whats next for us...?

A well Composed Mindset

One cannot distract the abstract

a disastrous commotion

creates an artistic notion

of beauty that lavishes the mind

Focus not on the noise

but take note of the voice

inside the brain

through the thunderous rain

begging to understand the pain

laughter arises as pain subsides

and sadness dives into an abyss

that lies deep down in that

darkness hidden it cries

on front street appears a frankness

of sarcasm and delight

despite the fright

than the well maintained

becomes an obstruction

A CRIME

because it is now living a lie.

Copyright.

its been raining a lot lately in my life
and i refuse to place my head down
because of the pride that i possess
one second i'm on top of the world
and nothing can bring me down
the next second i'm hitting the ground
waiting for someone to help me stand

my character has suffered tremendously
because the past events of my life have played the role
of dictating who i've become
and because of this one will never know for sure how my mind truly works

i was born free to do as i please
think not to try and censor me
because i would not think twice to scream
i am a natural born wild child slash intellect
i carry myself in a manner
that causes one to second guess
my natural social stature

i should brand myself with a copyright
because another me you will never find.

The Simplicity of Love

Love is one of the easiest things on this god given earth
why do we make it so difficult
ruin its simplicity
and take the happiness that it gives us for granted

the rules of love are written in the simple texts of our testament
why do we then transform them into unwritten ones
and further search for the hidden ones
we tend to mistake our blessings for luck

but then after we destroy it
we claim that it just was never meant to be...

UNTOUCHED.

Do not be fooled by the laughter and the smiles

Nor the nonchalant attitude that I use to avoid my true feelings of passion filled desires

My body yearns for an exclusive kind of attention

The kind that's non existent when you are not present

I need you and only you to fulfill this ecstasy

My body is deprived unnourished neglected and untouched

This feels like a torturous prison with a limited sentence

Every time we get together the gift of having you by my side is a
blessing

Cause only you can give me everything that I need

Start out gently just how I like it, whispers and kisses all down my
body

Kind of strange to know what's going on in my head isn't it

When it comes to this subject matter I'm usually vocally suppressed

...that is until we get in the bed

I can complete your every fantasy, just let me know what you need

We could trade places and I'll return every favor

The deed isn't complete unless its you between my knees making me weak

Causing me to moan and scream meanwhile my passionate filled thoughts
and dreams are fulfilled thoroughly

and to complete this happily ever after all I need is your touch.