I don’t see much the future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass
I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best
I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit
I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee
You are eternal. Your essence will always exist. You will always be, You. Enjoy it!
I am a simple, joyful man Without a thing you’d call a plan I bounce around and bump into What I would call my Katmandu
I saw you standing there so fine In dress real nice with man that’s… I wish I could just say to you I’d love you more than he could do
Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy
Caught a glance Just by chance And it somehow moved me Head snapped Thunder clapped
Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in
Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…
I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin
I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free
