(2014)
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I am done with you and all of this I know you’re talking crap I’ll get me back, I’m done with f… and you manipulating traps It’s time for me, no more for you
Sometimes it’s panic... it’s doubt... it’s indignation, so easy they take me. Snaking through me,
He calls his dragon beautiful She knows he brings forth life He can cool and calm her fever She can boil him... turn him to va… So easily one alters the other
It’s searing through me I feel you without your touch... that’s to come for now you tease me with your eye… I am reading the want in them
Of me never mention when you give love another try giver her all of your attention of the past don’t whine or cry for she will think you live there
We have got each other anchored but sometimes flying oh so high and we can get the other angered with just the blink of one damn ey… we both throw darts and ooo the st…
You are concocted of me Our ligatures can never be severed I’ve guarded your blossoms to ensure you flourish... thrive You have ascended my being... my s…
His scent... unmasked and inviting His touch... kindles my arousal His kiss... induces elation His love... exalts me It is him with who I belong
I can see life through it Yes I have a view If only I could connect a bit maybe I’d be normal too Things go by... some slow, some fa…
Creeping in... unrelenting, playin… Making me hesitate with it’s words… It loves my inaction for this is w… On my mind, sanity, and soul is wh… I want to starve it and wither it…
Magnetizing, don’t try to keep the… For one is not complete without th… It is an unseen must Separated, the longing is unbearab… Help them... bring them closer
The frenzied panic constricting me Then there’s the manic no one must ever see So now here comes depression
I have responded to your question “Can you just let me love you?” through a poem I said yes “I Can” now I have some questions too. Can you treat me gently
I feel you... Joy, my personal rendition Enlightening and virtuous I observe you... I keep you
Do they see... the pain behind the eyes? Do they understand... what they nurture, what they condo… Mothering a plague of dysfunctions…