WIP
If it’s not a circle, then it won’… I’m sorry, if it hurts you and bri… I would if I could, but there’s n… I can’t stop you in what you choos… But the truth hurts, like a wrist…
I don’t even know why I’m here ri… There’s no partying to music this… The same people are here every tim… And If you want to go to the bath… You’re going to have to wait in th…
We are all going To the same place, we just have Our separate paths
I can’t find my muse I’m without inspiration A nightmare come true
Minds, brighter than the sun Reading poetry for fun We’re the poets We’re romantics
The angst of life Keeps me up at night Thus I write letters To or For The love I fight for–
I miss the laughs! I miss your laugh! I miss your smile! I miss your voice! I miss your strong personality! And I miss your vibes– you always gave off the best vibes; positive, energeti...
Poems hold a full conversation. You’re Face-To-Face with the pag… My words are my Eyes... As you read along you’ll SEE what I’m saying.
Let your pen be your Knife, and paper be your wrist Bleed onto the page
I’m not perfect– I’m no saint And I won’t claim to be. I only strive to be the best that… I don’t believe in violence Which made boxing kinda odd–
My hand flows down your soft, ripp… Like a waterfall merging with the… From those savory lips, I beg a t… I have a particular appetite A desire that only you can sate.
If fate sees things my way And the heavens smile upon me We’ll cross paths again one day I’d surrender my sight to see her… An unsatisfying glimpse and then s…
She wants to go back to where it s… When she was gay and innocent-hear… Never giving less than all of her… It didn’t take her long to realize… When with pigs, all is just never…
Where’s the line between Confidence and cockiness? What’s the difference?
Life 'kills’' me Yet, I’m 'dieing' to live This is my 'death’' wish I write of 'death’’ Is this not 'murder'’