Wednesday, July 28, 2010

7/12/10

Boys like things that start with "B's"
Boys like,
Bitches
Barbies
and a battery operated voice

But i'm into Men
And men happen to like just a little bit more
Men are like M&Ms
So sweet inside their colors so vast
All together they stay forever with the lips of their choice
Men like it slow and easy
Men know how to please me
Because they're men
Men meet my expectations
Men make lifelong promises
MEN have no time for fakin'

The thickness 6/15/10

we have two things in common
the thickness of our brows
and the thickness of our hearts
we see what our bodies desire
and we feel too deeply about outcomes that may transpire

we're tenacious when it coms to letting go
we've wished we could hold our hearts all night
but some things we leave latent out of spite

6/15/10

no one ever taught me how to admire you
true story, i just do
in my words, in writing,
there are pieces of you

your stories of heartache and love
i fell for you,
though we never formally met
i know you're no longer on this earth
god would never love us enough to let us keep an angel like you

there are things i don't yet get
like why my hard times have to be so hard
why does my pain seep so deep?
the ways of the world have yet to elucidate this to me

but i'll get through, hopefully,
if not i'll still be happy to make it to you
in that place up high where your light really shines
where your divine nature is common
in heaven you'll be my husband
Day and night i'll lay next to you.

waking to a nightmare 6/14/10

its bad to wake up to screaming
especially when you just slept through a nightmare
it makes you never want to wake again
you close your eyes to hide
so no one knows what you've just witnessed
but it doesn't help
when you're scarred
and it scares you to see how real things have gotten
waking up to fighting causes more pain
more than a hand could cause
or the stab of a knife within

i stopped wanting to wake up
way back before i could ride in the front seat
sleeping on the pull out for fun
it gave me a memory that has become a lifestyle

Just as i fell, plunged, off that roller-coaster ride
my life has taken a turn
and i no longer wish, dream, or ponder
about life

Donations, handouts, gifts? 6/13/10

we are all given things for free
some we want, others we never notice
but what happens to those things?

why am i unable to give back this thing i never asked for?
Life...
i never wished before i was born
my life is not a dream
because it's nothing i'd want to have seen

can you take this back?
whoever you may be... God
allow me to say deuces to this
this unwanted, gift, is that what it is?

i would put cement to my hands before i put
them out to receive this
my blood could be of great use
if only it didn't fuel the things inside me
you can take it all back
since this present you gave me i do not worship
i'd give it up in a second, i hate heroes
i never asked for a gift, donations, hand out, or present

Life 6/13/10

life is what we make it
the product of raw passion
sweat
persistence
and climax
we mold it all just as we came together
the precautions we took we teach
life fails to serve as a fair warning
we must love to make life
but we have the choice to throw it away
we don't have to give a damn if it survives
so thats what it comes to
a little money here
some touching when and where we want it
but life serves no purpose
not after the passion's used to make it

6/12/10

I'd rather not....
Let you go in the heat of the moment
your warmth makes me feel safe
with you im not alone
I'd rather not...
see you close your eyes
because in them i see the morning light
you inspire me with bright hopes to go on
I'd rather not...
explain how good you make me feel
actions speak louder than words
if you wrap me up
my smile will explain to the world
our love!