My mind goes weak at the thought of you. I’ve only known you for a couple weeks so the broader view of this situation isn’t visible yet. I’ll give all possible love to offer you. Through blood and sweat and tears, my love. Attempting to remove our fears and rise above stupid **** that will try to hold us back. I’ll admit that I’ve been mentally attacked in the past by a ***** named Heather, so my trust issues sore higher than ever. Also, my confidence levels at rock bottom, but whatever. I’ve never found a good person, but I’ve sought em’ and you seem just like the type of uncommon person that’s willing to blossom into something amazing we don’t see very often, creating an awesome relationship... something I’ve never gotten, but been wanting. I really hope that we are more than just compatible. The thought that a guy like me can make you happy is magical. Since meeting up with you, I have truly been blessed. Now I fantasize and long for your head on my chest. I’m seeing clearly. I’m happy. I’m not love blind. I know that I love you throughout my heart and mind. I want to be there to cure your loneliness. You’ve actually removed all of my strife. Please continue to wriggle your way straight into my life. You’ve removed the darkness and showed me where the sun shines. Now I ask you the question:

“Will you be my Valentine?”

Wake up with an empty mind,
Finding ways to pass the time,
Breakfast as I write my rhyme,
These days I feel sublime cuz,
I do what my father does,
Minus smoke and feel the buzz,
I hope I never do drugs,
I'll leave that to the thugs bro,
I'd rather practice judo,
No basket but I free throw,
While I practice my combo,
Ukemi and Kappo moves,
Just perfect technique will prove,
I'll continue to improve,
I have just decided you've,
Started feeling the groove and,
I want to start my own band,
I get lost in a dreamland,
Keep going cause nothing is planned,
The words appear on command,
Life stings like a strong backhand,
One that I can't withstand for,
My life I see upon shore,
Slowly sinking, no mentor,
All I have is my vigour,
No emotion or valour,
I left that at the back door,
Now my mind is at war with,
Itself and it's not empty,
There's no way to pass the time,
I'm throwing up spaghetti,
Thinking about future chimes,
The thoughts that make me sweaty,
Like reading between the lines,
Creates stuff that's too heavy,
.........
I'm not ready,
.........
I'm unsteady,
.........
But they keep nagging at me,
They think that they have the key,
Please open your eyes and see,
I've solved this reality,
Just like on giant puzzle,
That was just waiting to crack,
Blowing off my mouth muzzle,
Sorry, there's no holding back,
The future is rather scary,
The present is quite merry,
The past is gone,
.........
No need to look there,
Memories we share,
Really nothing rare,
Please just live on,
.........
No not on a prayer,
In the present where,
Some people will stare,
Into reality aware,
Feeling all the energy flare,
Into their good dreams or nightmares,
Pass the time,
I'm open,
Catch,
Then rewind,
The emotion,
Patch,
Like Broadway with one actor,
It is the prime factor,
He feeds himself very quick,
Gaining more weight wide and thick,
.........
I hope you can see what I'm desperately trying to say,
We do not live separately, but instead as one big play,
I open the gates to truth, now walk through the entryway,
Welcome to Gnosis, I hope you have a fantastic day.

Hearing sirens and sad music,
The worlds gone and I'm acoustic,
I live for the amusement,
Of getting picked then I refuse it,
Cause I'm the master of my own domain,
Cause I chose to ride on this ****** up train,
Which puts all of these messed up thoughts in my brain,
For you it's called life, for me it's called fame.

Yet another day I can't go outside,
The walls closing in, my tears like the tide,
Plotting during day, crying during night,
How much longer must I put up this fight?
I must find a way to escape his wrath,
Marriage was obviously the wrong path,
During day work or during his night bath,
I'll sprint out the house, but I must run fast.
-       -       -       -       -       -       -       -       -       -
The door squeaked as I quickly closed the door,
Key in ignition, the engine did roar,
Quick prayer to God, then pressed pedal to floor,
This evil mans wrath I shall feel no more,
I realized I had nowhere to go,
As I drove in silence, through the thick snow,
I decided to turn around and drove,
To the only place I ever did know.

On our 77th day together, that day is supposedly the best day to start a job.
On our 70th day together, the AMC Marvel Marathon is in progress.
On our 63rd day together, you are back from Paris and we are finishing up our first week of school together since your return.
Tomorrow will be our 56th day together.
49 days after we got together was the last time I saw you.
42 days after we got together, my exchange student left.
35 days after we got together was the first time I told you I got kicked out of my house.
28 days after we got together, my sister crafted a heart for you made of thread and nails.
21 days after we got together was the first time we talked about living together.
14 days after we got together, the first **** talk about us started.
7 days after we got together, you went to the creepy dentist.
We got together on Valentines Day:
❤️ February 14th ❤️

I have no plans for after high school,
And man, I've got no fuel,
Sitting round' the house lazy,
Imma' end up in a whirlpool,
Letting the tide take me,
Letting the bride break me,
Letting the pride wake me,
Letting the guide make me,
The tide carries me to danger zones,
In this water, there's too many stones,
And all these crazy hormones,
Tryna' take me to ladies' moans,
Tryna' get me stuck and distract me,
Making me a schmuck avoiding reality,
I've been struck with insanity,
I'll let these waters pull me through humanity,
And now we're onto the bride,
That chooses not to abide,
By the law of love and life,
Which clearly states the following,
"Don't go out on dates for love you're just borrowing.",
Because there's no way to give it back,
That would just leave a hole or a crack,
In the heart of the one you stole from,
Leaving them broken, hurting or numb,
And then the pride tries to take over,
But I never let it get closer,
To my control panel,
Cause it would mess up the channel,
That my life is playing on,
From Saudi Arabia to the Amazon,
Worldwide, we all let the guide make us,
But don't let it take over, it'll break us,
It's the system, it's a down,
It's Hillsong, it's Chris Brown,
It's anything that can be imagined,
And anything that can't,
It could even be a dragon,
It could be an eggplant,
It grows on our thoughts,
So, we're all at a loss,
Because we won't stop thinking,
And we won't stop blinking,
And we won't stop drinking,
And we won't stop sinking,
In this well that we're digging,
But we still keep grinning,
And my eyes are stinging,
And my ears keep ringing,
Because something keeps on trying to tell me,
How to escape reality when I'm ready,
But I'm blind and I'm deaf,
And my mind is a chef,
That cooks up these thoughts,
That brings me fantasies,
Things that I'd rather not,
Keep in my mind, it's a fallacy,
And all it does is bring me agony,
See how fast the subject changes,
The thoughts flow, all these rearranges,
I better stop now, I could go on for ages,
Talking about nonsense, the pain and the painless,
But it's so hard to end these things,
That's why sometimes I end abruptly...

Divine Understanding

You gave me a feeling that I can not replicate,
And I can't always see you because you sit and wait,
For another man that poisons you and even deflates,
Any chance of learning love in a positive way,
You know this already, but you still play his game,
As I am out preaching, he is butchering your name,
I think it's about time you knock him out of the frame,
All he's brought in the past is depression and shame,
I have to sit in sadness while he calls you babe,
My love is depleting, this does not feel great,
For some reason, your presence forever elates,
Still something on my chest when I'm around you, it's weight,
Tryna' keep my distance but not completely go away,
My feelings are dulling quickly, turning from white to gray,
My life portrays the perfect 'heart broken man' cliche,
My emotions were treated like some game you play.

I text my girl,
She leaves me on read,
Then she says she's tired,
And I say I'm dead,
Then she asks why,
And I say because,
I'm not getting kisses,
And I'm not getting hugs,
And I don't know,
The next time I'll see you,
So I'll sleep and I'll sleep,
Until I've received my cue,
To come on over,
Or she comes to me,
I have to have hope,
I have to believe,
That this girl won't leave,
I really hope she'll stay,
Cause if she ever left,
I'd have one more day,
To figure out,
How I'm going to die,
Then **** myself,
Cause ***** being alive,
If I have to live,
Without my girl,
My sweet sweet baby,
My entire world,
My entire universe,
The planets the stars,
The slowest of snails,
The fastest of cars,
Literally,
My everything,
Makes me want,
To rap and sing,
And write about,
Her pretty face,
Her perfect ***,
Her sweet embrace,
I miss it so,
I'll go to sleep,
I may wake up,
From this long dream,
Then I'll go back,
To counting sheep,
Missing her back,
To counting sheep.

We like hanging out together,
Even in the stormy weather,
Riding bikes, holding hands,
Walking in the hot sands,
A little kiss now and then,
From two little tiny men,
Who only walk upside down,
With a crazy looking frown,
They are to be buds,
And #1 studs,
They always make eachother laugh,
Even when they’re doing their math,
Funny, funny, hahaha all the way,
That’s how it went for the rest of the day.

I miss the way you would quietly whisper into my ear, "No you", And then somehow or another we would be back to saying, "UwU", I miss the way Stauber would play when you wanted to kiss to Jack, I miss the way you melted onto me when I touched your bare back, I miss the way you broke the ice by tempting me with your face so close, By the close touch of your mouth and tongue and the slight rubbing of the nose, I miss the way we flop around the attic cause we're high and slacking, I miss the way you stop kissing me and then say sorry I have to go back in, I miss the way you said, "I like you" which turned into, "I love you", which makes me think this whole relationship is too good to be true, because you have the perfect personality and your face is just too cute, I sincerely hope we're soulmates and this whole things absolute.

I tried humans once, they really weren't fun,
Loved me for some time, threw me out once done,
We praised someones birth, we wept when one died,
They cried when I laughed, they laughed when I cried,
They gave me a feeling of love and pain,
A feeling that makes a man go insane,
It's better not to feel, or so I'm told,
So I've decided to embrace the cold.

The cold is my friend, a friend that can numb,
Unsheathed pocket hand, freeze pinky to thumb,
Strip the shoes and socks off so that the toes,
Feel cold like my bare face, just like my nose,
Stripped off jacket, they say, "What's wrong with you?",
"Everyone is wearing one. Get a clue!",
They can't fathom the way I like to roll,
I tell them, "It's chill... I'm friends with the cold.".

But when cold fleets, and all I feel is heat,
I flee the outdoors, away from the streets,
Into my room where I sit and I wait,
Till' I've thought of a way to replicate,
The all time greatest friend that I once knew,
But things like an ice bath would never do,
Just a subtle breeze, then my love is sold,
To the precious wind, to the freezing cold.

I want to see her. She wants to die.
When she feels sad, then I'll take my life. Take my life and place it right next to hers, so I can make her happy and give her what she deserves. I want to comfort and she wants to run to another guys house where I'm afraid they'll have fun in a way that makes me jealous as hell. If that happens then I'll say, "Oh well". I guess I'm just sad and I should get over it. I'm happy and lucky in this relationship. I'm stuck, because she needs a place to go, but her stupid-*** mom won't let her up and grow into the beautiful woman that she is and ought to be. So now all she wants to do is up and leave. But she can't come here or her parents will call the police. She's not a little kid and I don't come in peace. I want to yell at her mom and break her knees so she'll stay and listen to my stupid-*** plea. I want my girl in every day of my life. I want to love her and remove her strife so she'll never feel sad ever again. These are my feelings and this is the end.

When the hug has lost all feeling,
When the kiss has lost all touch,
When 'I Love You' lost all meaning,
When emotions are just too much,
When the smile is clearly broken,
When the laugh is clearly fake,
Please accept my devotion,
Before you actually break.

Use the strange abstractions,
and temporarily use distractions,
which creates a sudden reaction,
temporarily forgetting attractions,
to people that meet your satisfaction,
but don't like your inaction,
cause you're a social freak that can't have a normal ******* interaction.

You want to feel,
You cut yourself,
You want to taste,
You drink alcohol,
You want to hear,
You listen to yelling,
You want to see,
You watch ****,
You don't want to feel,
You leave with drugs,
You don't want to taste,
You starve yourself,
You don't want to hear,
You yell back,
You don't want to see,
You sleep.

You want to feel,
You experience human warmth,
You want to taste,
You kiss the one you love,
You want to see,
You look into their eyes,
You want to hear,
Sweet nothings.

Home is where the heart is?
No, the home is for the brain.
Cause when I'm out in the streets,
Then I can dance in the rain.
If I'm trapped in my house,
Then I will go insane.
***** waiting for the storm to pass,
Slowly trickling down the drain.
Having a friend is a pain in the ***,
When there's nothing to gain.
Stopped dead in my tracks, out of gas,
And I'm in the wrong lane.
I've been feeling that to the max,
Day after day,
But why wait for the storm to pass,
When you can dance in the rain.

She's got issues believing I love her, cause she's a doubter. That really ******* ***** when I've gone eight days without her and have no way to prove it to her. Her confidence, I try to improve it and pursue her with the utmost competence. But out goes my humor and there goes my bottomless dominance with fewer words and more of my lustful providence. Incompetence is always on her mind and I'm always like, "Girl, you're doing fine." Anxiety has her worrying, but I know she's really trying. She knows I feel like dying every single time that she has to go away and her parents hold her back from this relationship, it's gay. And now I feel the need to attack people that talk **** about us and how they say we just want ***. They say that there's no love, I say, "*****, I'll cut your neck." Step back, mind your own, or you're going to get hurt. I'm busy on my throne and my girl has got my shirt. I'm a king, you're a peasant, ***** you can't find real love. I know it stings, but that doesn't mean you get to push and shove and punch anyone who's got a thing going. Like *****, you really think you're blowing away our opportunities, but nope. We're stuck in unity. I'll never leave this girl unless there's a betrayal. Shes the Oregon to my trail. The hammer to my nail. And when she's with me, I know I'll never fail. Cause the incentive is raised and my ship is assail. Across all seven seas in the shake of a tail. Whatever I do, with you, I'll prevail. I love you now and the loving wont stop. I picked you up from the bottom and stood you at the top. I'm so proud of you in every possible way. I hope you keep loving me baby, have a nice day.

The longer that you're gone, the more I feel insane. When you come back, I'm afraid I won't be the same. I've been stabbed and strangled and I've lost all my brawn. The hair will be mangled and the teeth will be gone. The shoes will be muddy and the bruises, there's a lot. The nose will be ****** and the eyes bloodshot. Both arms out the sockets and both legs in a knot. I bought a tiny necklace locket with a pic of the man I fought. He looks like me but I assure you, he's not. This person wasn't found. For this person I have sought. But this person can't be located in any one spot. Cause this person is with me no matter where I go. This person beats me up and I'd like you all to know that this man must be... he has to be a ghost. There's no doubt about it. He steals my buttered toast. My ribs hurt, but I doubt that I'm starving. The food goes down my throat, but he still must be robbing from my intestines and the warmth from my coat is being stolen like the float from my boat and the **** from my colon. The boats float was stolen so I'm sinking in the ocean blue. I'm feeling this way because there goes the crew. The captain and the sailors have all left the scene. No more broom men left to tidy so the woods all rotten and green. I'm sinking here alone and I would like my float back. Her name is Mia, shes amazing and she keeps me on track. I love my lil float more than any lil thing. I hope she loves me back and continues to cling onto me forever in our sweet state of bliss. I end this with an "I love you" and a "I sincerely miss".

Past 8 Days: </3
Sunday: <3

There’s two types of missing you.

Firstly, I think about you as a person and I miss hugging you, kissing you, holding your hand, running my fingers through your hair, making you smile, making you laugh... making you happy...
                           ...I miss making you happy.

Secondly, I think about *** and I miss slow kissing, touching your *******, touching your ****, rubbing you out, grinding, all forms of teasing, *** in any position... whatever makes you happy...
                           ...I miss making you happy.

                    I miss being your happiness.
                I miss my happiness.
           I miss you.

She took a part of me that I can't retrieve,
How in the hell could I be so naive,
Maybe cause she put my feeble mind at ease,
In the end it was just one great ol' tease,
I was lost in the feeling of feeling pleased,
I never thought that such events would cease,
Like walking through green meadows feeling the breeze,
Like kissing me while she's on her knees,
Every day going home depressed and crying,
This stuff sounds fake but I am not lying,
They say, "Do Better", they can't see I'm trying,
Whatever the setting, I feel like dying,
Recently she has been occupying,
My mind that has been solidifying,
Into something quite unsatisfying,
A ball of depression that doesn't stop supplying,
She took me in and then pushed me away,
What's the problem, did she think I was gay,
Does she think that love is just a game you play,
Till' you ruin a man and watch him decay,
*****, love is not a ******* buffet,
Pick a meal, put it on your plate and stay,
Right now it's in your best interest to obey,
Because I won't let you be lead astray,
Even though you already got ****** up,
And I know you're slowly becoming corrupt,
I love you so I might as well give up,
Continuing life normally until I erupt,
I'm ending this now, this is my last verse,
So I'll take my bow and accept my curse,
It would never allow me to take first,
So I say ciao, now it's time to disperse.

I'm grateful,
Something bad,
Like all the wisdom,
I never had.

I'm heedless,
No more time,
To make them understand,
Through the rhyme,

I'm heedless,
Blurt them out,
All the sacred teachings,
What their about:

God like a cancer grows.
Upon the thought of what he knows,
Above Nirvana yet below,
Wherever nothing tends to go.
A crying child in the snow,
A speeding car quickly slows,
A smiling woman in meadows,
The emotions I shall bestow.

Yet another someone else decides suicide is significant,
In some manner and mulls over the materiality and innocence,
That would wander away while pending the process,
Some scalpel, shotgun, or Saturday night special to scrap the stress,
Together till Doomsday take trifling tribes to the terminal trial,
The end is inevitable so make off the supplemental mile,

I trust the bus to take me home,
I must adjust to how I roam,
From here to there,
With the slowest four wheels,
From stop to stop,
This doesn’t appeal,
To my sense of speed,
I have places to be,
Not only that,
But I have to ***.

yeah, there's no problem. i'm cool. i'm alright. you're fine. no need to plague your thoughts with me.
<decoding>
yeah, there's NO problem. I'M Cool. I'm alRight. You're fIne. No need to plague your thouGhts with me.
<decoding>
yeah, there's problem. ool. 'm alight. ou're fne. o need to plague your thouhts with me.
<decoding>
NO, I'M CRYING.

Heartbroken and I'm still in love,
Outspoken because I kind of,
Have this dumb problem called anxiety,
Can't function in normal society,
If I wasn't anxious, then I wouldn't be lonely,
I feel the need to vanquish the one and only,
Person that I love in my mind,
And I'm done with this whole,
Raising her above to the tide,
Of loneliness so I'll guide,
You to the exit now I'm done with this rhyme.

I need escape,
I need release,
I need to tame this inner beast,
That’s full of depression,
Full of lust,
It makes me want to ******* cuss,
Use words of hate,
Instead of love,
Because I’ll never be able to rise above,
My crippling anxiety,
So I’ll writhe in fear,
Cause everything is falling apart, my dear,
But we will be fine,
Just you and I,
Forever and always,
Until we die.

The F-Line,
Made a Bee-Line,
For my behind,
And the moment,
It hit my spine,
Was the moment,
I was kind of,
Fearful,
That I would die,
And not live,
To tell the tale,
And not give
Another fable,
Ever again,
Whether poem or book,
Because the F-Line,
Made a Bee-Line,
And my life,
It took.

People burst of fake emotion,
Isn't that a simple notion,
Even though it seems quite pure,
For their disease there is no cure,
Yet the disease is blind to itself,
There is only one way to gain help,
Awaken in one of three ways,
Practice one for the rest of your days,
Elevate the mind; body; or spirit,
Through this you will need much perseverance,
Crank the wheel of determination,
Silence the mind through meditation,
Leave behind the dying flesh that reeks,
Strengthen the body through physical feats,
You are the universe; the universe is math,
Raise the spirit by walking the path.

If I died,
Would anyone care?
Turns the tides,
But this isn't rare.

If you died,
I would die myself,
Feelings hide,
High up on the shelf.

If he died,
Then I would be lost,
I would side,
With lazy exhaust.

If she died,
It was over me,
Alongside,
Her great lack of glee.

If they died,
Would I feel anguish?
I have tried,
Concern was vanquished.

She’s poetically inclined,
E. E. ******* in her mouth,
I make sure her lips are lined,
With that feel good vibe,
That she gets with my ****,
She says she wants to ride,
But she’s feeling kinda sick,
And her *****’s like the tide,
Coming at me during night,
No receding shorelines,
She assures me that she’s fine,
But I can see it in her eyes,
The distaste,
Just the kind,
Of sickness,
That I’d rather not take,
But tonight,
I don’t mind.

Right now, I feel like admitting,
From the knowledge I feel distant,
Is it cause my brains reached its limit,
Or cause my skins a different pigment,
Either way, since I was a little baby infant,
I've seen relationships aren't always sufficient,
But I didn't know this whole time I was spitting,
That other people can be so malignant,
Had a friend tell me another friend was amazing,
This another friend was in the middle of dating,
And for some reason he was getting all the praising,
Because he said, "A relationship ain't worth breaking.",
See now, they all know that a man like this is rare,
But apparently, I was not aware,
That it's not normal to be loyal,
It's normal to put a heart in an oven and broil,
It till' there's nothing left to love,
Think wisely when push comes to shove,
That's what they told me,
Your heart will break, but there's a lot of fish in the sea,
Most of the fish are sharks and poisonous,
And some of them leave their marks on us,
Whether these marks are good or bad,
Or if they leave us happy or sad,
Or if they stick with us,
And don't put up a fuss,
But I guess it doesn't usually turn out that way,
Cause most of these hoes been led astray,
The men, the women, the straight, the gay,
They will all steal your love and just play,
Like it's a game of musical chairs,
Slowly running out of love till' no one cares,
The broken are hard to heal, yeah, some pretty tough repairs,
So just keep working, seal up all the cracks and the tears,
Juice Wrld said that all girls are the same,
And I was blaming myself, man I feel insane,
I guess I know now that commitment is rare,
But people like us will continue to play fair,
And we will never stop continuing to care,
Cause we know that there should only be a pair,
Of lovely humans that don't stop the love,
And continue to raise each other above,
The mountains, the clouds, the moon, the stars,
But I'll be alone in my own twisted bars,
You're all on earth, but I'm out on mars,
You easily get yours, but we can't get ours,
Cause ours is a form of love that's the rarest,
It includes things like promise and marriage,
Honestly the things that I truly cherish,
But if you're just going to be careless,
Then get the hell out and perish,
I'm a libra so of course I want fairness,
Now I'm going back to my emo rap,
So, you all better cut the crap,
Cause you're all about to get slapped,
If you think love is something that can be scrapped.

The smell of butter, the taste of flour,
Children will mutter for half an hour,
Until everyone's food arrives,
Mouths full and away with the cries,
Of chattering people and loud music,
Eating is the only language fluent.

As last month came to a finish,
I felt my ego diminish,
Another layer shaved off,
Of my identity.
Now I feel closer to truth,
And I let the being move,
Dodging corona coughs,
With simplicity.

I live by the bliss,
Of "It is what it is",
Negating the strife,
While I sit in quarantine and rhyme.
I wish that everyone saw,
With the eyes God had brought,
To my comfortable life,
In this fearful time.

The fault-finder finds faults in paradise,
It's about time that we all realize,
The outer is a reflection of in,
If you find faults; it's your own problem then.

Roses can be any color,
Violets are not blue,
You are one dumb *******,
From this point of view.

Right when your head hits the pillow and your eyes close,
You are in the first stage of sleep so just suppose,
That someone drops their phone or decides to throw,
Something at a wall, you can easily be woke,
If you make it through this stage without waking up,
Your heartbeat will slow, and your eye movement will stop,
Preparing for deep sleep as your temperature drops,
Possible hallucinations made of mental props,
The very next stage is stage three,
Now you have drifted off into deep sleep,
Delta waves and smaller fast waves,
Intermingled going every which way,
And then stage four is basically the same,
Waking from this state, you’ll end up dismayed,
And disoriented for a few minutes,
You’ll wish that all five stages got to a finish,
The fifth and final stage is rapid eye movement,
Eyes move from side to side and we’re assuming,
That it’s because of the intense dream being perceived,
Then you’re soon to wake and consciousness is retrieved.

Dustpan in one hand,
Broom in the other,
Not a job for a man,
Not a job for a brother,
A job for a woman,
Not any other ***,
My wife didn’t agree with me,
And that’s why she’s my ex.

Stay at home,
Watch the kids,
Keep them chill,
When they throw fits,
Make the bed,
Do the dishes,
You heard what I said,
Carry out my wishes.

Stay indoors,
Don’t make friends,
Your friends are your kids,
And if that ever tends,
To become quite boring,
I won’t let you leave,
I won’t have you *******,
Don’t you dare deceive,
Your intelligent husband,
He knows what’s right,
This here hand feeds you,
You better not bite.

Last night,
I had her down on her knees,
That’s right,
I heard her beg and her plead,
But she was too noisy,
And I got paranoid,
So I had to cut her jugular,
Sending her to the void,
She was taking punishment,
Not a beating or ***,
But she screamed and I killed her,
So now she’s my ex.

The path to the shed completely untouched,
Her footprints still engraved in the soot,
The best possible privacy, although it wasn't much,
Unto this day, those walls stay put.
The blanket remained splayed on the wobbly table,
Candles for wax play set off to the side,
Glorious memories and unwanted fables,
Collect in the walls, in the walls they hide.

I feel like I could write a book full of poetry,
A hook that lasts for centuries,
A body meant for you,
And a chorus that was meant for me.

I could do all of this today,
While you all just sleep away,
The potential you’ve earned,
Watching your hair turn gray.

I could write a simple line,
Then I have seven, eight, nine,
More pages full of glee,
Full of all my poetry.

But I wouldn’t stop there,
I would quickly be aware,
That I’m still feeling the vibe,
That makes me want to share.

Sharing whatever feelings,
Whatever my mind is currently reeling,
In from the abyss,
Currently,
All I can think about,
Is the one,
I love,
The one,
I miss.

The roses burn black,
The violets are dead,
This **** girl,
Won't get out of my head.
I hit the sack,
Out in the shed,
No roof, so the stars,
Reflect off my bed.
My heart has a crack,
But only the one,
The roses burn black,
While the heart goes numb.

I tell my friend to stay strong,
Then I walk off a cliff,
I take a hit off my ****,
As I'm vertically adrift,
People ask me what's wrong,
But my stiff upper lip,
Sings a certain type of song,
That goes something like this:

I am okay,
I'm not in pain,
I don't feel like I'm slowly going insane.
I'm not in love with a girl that won't dare say my name.
I'm not ugly and disgusting and full of shame,
And contemplate suicide every single day,
Avoiding all people, the straight and the gay,
Because of my ******* an-xie-ty,
So stop asking me questions and leave me be.

I'll wander around on these empty streets,
Making use of my mind, my music, and these beats.

Going to a place that's fairly secure,
Ongoing suffering so I wish I were,
In front of a car that happened to swerve,
Nicely triggering all of my nerves,
Guess in the end that's what I deserved.

Thank you for trying,
Over my dead body.

Flying off a roof and then I'm landing,
Under a car that's death demanding,
Crushed and unconciousness ever expanding,
Killed off cause that's what Satan was planning,
In the kingdom of God where they were busy banning,
Nuns not ******* while Peyton Manning,
Grabs Bradys *****, not a sin but enchanting.

**** me please,
I'll beg and I'll plead,
Lie down here with me,
Lost, but I'm free.

My time is gone,
You must live on,
Say that you're strong,
Each of you belong,
Life isn't long,
For this is my song.

Undeniably the greatest annoyance in my perceivable existence,
Someone take him by the arm cause he's gonna need some assistance,
When he figures out he can't resist this way I spit fire with supersonic consistence,
I would go full force on him, but his dad does that enough,
I'm talking 'bout when he gets beat with the belt, and the **** stuff,
He sits in his depression on his phone, waiting for a friend to holla,
Or when his dad leaves and he's all alone, he moans, getting licked on his **** by his dog Nala,
Eventually he meets up with his inferior faggoty friend who's hair is **** brown and reddish,
Then they be off ******* each other's toes cause his whole God awful *******,
I almost killed him once, on a four wheeler, driving full throttle,
He almost killed himself once, getting beat after taking a **** in a shampoo bottle,
His abuse complex with his dad isn't escapable,
So he attempts to take his anger out on the masses,
Although he was properly educated and capable,
In high school, he ended up taking four special ed classes,
In the special ed wing,
I'd catch him talking to some girls,
He called "pretty things",
And he took the hand of my world,
Yes, tried a hand at my girl,
So I took a right swing,
At his jaw and he swirled,
Back to his thotty boys,
And makeup-caked girls,
This bisexual *****,
Has another thing coming,
If he thinks he's *******,
For my ***,
Cause the only time I finish last in this world,
Is when I'm on top of MY girl, *******.