Tuesday, February 10, 2009

such a bore

She says don't let go. Rain pours over her face concealing tears she say, I have no sympathy, tears of wah I say..of self pleasing fulfillment.. Of hunger pains maybe.. I feel no pity I care less and less. The agony of .. Or the pursuit of the unobtainable.. She longs for the things that consume her.. Is it honest and true ? I have no opinion I take not her words as truth. Juss simple poems with no heart no meaning she says feed me.

She says tell me sumthin.. Use me to I have no more to give?.. Or is it sum meaning to wah she is craving could love me? Realy . Love me.. She says I long for this and that wen itell her all the time. Say the word. Does she ? Nope. . I know nothing of her .

I kno not her thoughts her feelings her life. Nothing all ikno is her poetry. Nothing more I have nothing writing in my journal I give her my soul she give me empty words.. Funny. It doesn't bother me I juss care less and less lose hope and more hope.. She is dying to me.

Can she revive my cares. My concerns .. I do love her honestly I do buh I can love from a distance if I must one moment I feel as she.. Top im on then top im off same way with her hunger one min she needs next min she full. Does she want to kno I or my art.. I put forth effort to paint a painting . For her. Is she interested in th painting or the the artist I find it hard to see .. My vision is blurred. I love her with a real love. I love her with a real love.

Im embedded to her and my promises still stand. ..buh I wonder is she deeper than wah I see cus I see empty shell.

I see mask hiding wah matters not willing to deal wit afraid o f attachment. She gives juss few soul rising words I barely see life... I barely seee much .. I love yu sweetheart I do

To feed you

"To feed yu" is what yu want thereforeyu have been fead"

enjoy yur morning, noon, and night

Love for yu? Yes ..love yu? yes ...questions? Many .. Answers? Few .

Simple kiss on the forehead, Is the inequlity and yu are the y-ntercept and I be the slope..the quadrant is unknown my love. .. Ahh the angony of peacee. The simple rush of tranquility.. I love enuff said.. Enuff said... my love

Friday, February 6, 2009

say the word

Say the word.. I say .. Please say the word..juss say the word. And I .. Will be. I will bath her in my touch .. I will Ceres her with my wings and wen she has had her fill I will fly her to new heights mentally and physically.. . S t o p.. I wait until she fixes her lips to release me from my cage only her can make or break the situation .. She's my Friend and I love her and I will always be there for wah e v e r she needs .. Juss say the w o r d..so I can become we and my love can be let free from its cage buh yu see its bittersweet because she knows this and she is the o n e keeping the cage around him as to seee and to believe as to doubt the outcomes and realities that might occur if he is set freee.. I can smell her fear that he could ..we could r e a l l y be. Buh see this time she won't loose me. She won't loose me because I will engrave my name on her heart ethier way so until the end of time the song of her heart will play..speaking subtle words and cries that only the language of her should can grasp..that deep empty whole that yu try to fix.and feel wit pleasure and wants.yeah that's for me. And me is I and I is we and we is all... I say my world I will keep her world I will seek and explore. And keep watch... her world I visit as a guest till that undefined moment rests...and we rest ..she will rest in my arms and tell me everything that has ever escaped her or hurt her or made her and I will pay close attention because to me she matters she is real and I will be wah she needs me to be.. A Friend. a lover . A buddy a pal a big brother(figuratively) lol. .

=-0

Im free fallin dnt stop me. Let me be.. Let me be!! Can yu feel thee naa because im so far gone j a m e e l is deceased . I am not what yu thought I would be. The evil o poses is my stress. The good I do is my agony.. Who I be. Doesn't matter human ..maybe a lil more than yur average .. Buh came from the same place yu came juss loss my wings. So I took them by force and got then tatted on my back the pain I feel goes deep see my wings are my sanity .. If only they could fly me sumwhere to a place where greens are blue and reds are green and l I f e is the things ii want it to be buh for now I am in a b o x.. A box that I am trapped. Trapped I am .. Trapped I am ... and this box is my m I n d .. To be continued. As to reach the sun..

Thursday, February 5, 2009

ahhhh

My mind is torn too much I say.. Too much is going on S T O P .. Let me breath .. Buh I can't my mind roams like a man wondering the wilderness. Sometimes it bring me agony.. It takes me places I don't wanna go and other times its sweeter than a fresh fruits pick from a harvest..why is my greatest treasure also my biggest night mare.. Fuck it im done.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

=]

She reminds me of sunny days and 90s music . Wen life was ease and all I would worry about was the simple things.. Fun. Yeah she's kinda like that.. Real smooth almost to smooth for comfort.. Yea she badd to, real badd ..wen she looks at me wow I loose thought . I mean it should be illegal how her eyes can penetrate my heart.. Sumtimes I think about cuff'n her maken her due time in my world.. Introduce her to la bonne vie ... and set sail on a never ending j o u r ney and discover us along the way =] man my friend .. She's sumthin like a jewel.. Or more like the Aryans belt.. Yu figure it out

Goodbye my friend

Bittersweet is what yu gave.. Love..is wah yu made me believe its possible.. Heights of mind sight yu took me to.. Which I followed was wow.. I never met anyone like me and wen I did she had to flee.. Which is cool for the time being if I must let yu go then I will because wen yu care yu let go.. I give yu my wings that I wrapped yu with like a child in the busom of its mother breast I let yu rest I nurtured yu with words and as yu fed. I watch how beautiful yur soul is my friend .and as I let yu go I kno its the right thing to..and do right I must.. Even though yu made me feel like john legend's quickly and brought out poetry from my soul I must let yu go and go yu shall. Goodbye my friend. Yu are set free. And on the cold mornings and nights.. I hope a thought of me. Will keep yu warm..and find rest. Goodbye friend.

Dedicated to Samara Cunningham