You are so _beautiful_. Every part of you. The outside, the inside, and everything in between. Your green eyes, they're more than green. Green is too simple, too bland a word to use. Your eyes look like a forest, the sea, and the sun. So uniquely beautiful. I used to think your eyes were blue, but that was before I got lost in their depth. Before I _heard_ them. Now that I do, I see, feel, and und...

To doodle on the sides of my book

was not what I first had in mind

When you said

you needed to write me something

I wasn’t expecting

A heart shaped iris

Drawn above the neatly organized lines

Inside sketched eyes

Instead of dark circles

I thought a letter was what I'd find

Not a diaper baby

Floating on what seems to be clouds of dust farts

Shooting safety pins

At calligraphy of the word...

Cloudy brain , heavy rain

Too much to hold , too much to think

All the thoughts , no one knows

Secrets pending to be told

It’s dark , it’s mysterious but it mine.

I keep them hidden deep inside.

For no one will understand , what I hold in my mind.

Is it better unsaid , is it best untold.

Should I reveal the secrets that keep my mind on go....

Eighty-six thousand and 400 seconds

Consumed by hours of constant hardship

Dress that way; Do it right

Look your age; don’t put up a fight

Don’t stress out; do not fret

If you mess up it’ll only create one singular mess

That’s not it; thats not right

That’s too short; thats too tight

Act right all the time

Don’t screw up it’s not worth your time

Screw up that grade

Make a mistake

Argue again

...

Say my name

Because I shouldn’t be prey

In a place that’s supposed to be safe

Say her name

Because she shouldn’t be afraid

While walking home everyday

Say his name

Because the color of his skin

Shouldn’t define who he is

Say her name

Because her religion

Shouldn’t cause her bullying

Say his name

Because mothers shouldn’t be afraid

to lose their kids to an early grave

Say her name

Because...

Freedom is the removing of fabricated fabric made from spoken word

And until it is removed you are binded

Held in a void that grows deep

An empty profoundness

The only thing that will set you free

Is declaration of truth

A confession...

As I stroll through journey we call life,

The harder it gets to contain my desires,

The desires of wrath, greed, pride, and lust are all so relevant in our society,

When I reflect through my life,

I’ve never been perfect,

I’ve never wanted to be seen as perfect,

But I have thought of some evil deeds,

These deeds circulate through my brain,

but haven't came to action yet,

These actions also make ...

His hot breath consumed my gentle skin as his lips drag across my small body, trembles and tears shed for no pause in his gentle assault. For my innocence was taken by the animal I once called family. The gentle touch that sent shocks up my body as I thrash to no avail. Bound to his sinister motives my silent cries beg for his mercy as his life’s sword penetrates the thing I held close yet so far....

I hear your moans, low and feral.

Like a cat lost to heat, you whine.

I feel your rhythm, wine in a barrel.

Aged like grace against the best whiskey line.

Confess. Redemption. The soul yearns.

Heart, Space, and Time we share.

My heart stolen by a thief with burns.

Touched by your fingers, bare.

Sin Oh Father, I lay at your feet, heavy and foul.

Repent in your name, protected and strong.

Learn fr...

They say “sticks and stones may shatter bones, but words will never hurt you”.

That is a complete lie because…well because words can hurt you. It can cut deeper than any scar you could have one your body.

I’ve got a confession….

I hurt someone deeply

To the point where they don’t want to get out of bed

They cry themselves to sleep

They refuse to even speak

They sometimes wish they could wipe awa...