I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works
Jeffrey is my friend Until it’s the end Always gonna be There if he needs me
Always classy Never trashy Kinda sassy Sweet thing Ashley
It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze
Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize
I’m such an ass You don’t even know Devoid of class No love to bestow I plant despair
We were formed In relation To this world Our creation
You don’t know me You don’t own me You don’t show me Paradise Only tease me
It’s quite a process To create a person
You have physicality And I have my mentality You’ve already lost the fight So give it up and say “Good night…
All Us As Us For Us
I saw you lying in our bed And love, profound, danced through… The beauty of your soul, like brea… Is all I need to feel well fed
My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold