Endless tears

Endless tears fall on seasons

A valley long to describe a kiss

Of blinded bliss

To wish a where

To bend a tare

The deepest parts of my pubic hairs

That left a tear

Falling

Sometimes I can hear it

Your spirit

I feel it

When I peel you

Off of me

I fear you when you scale my soul

And antagonize me with your mind control

But I can’t tell anyone

No one but me and God knows

See, my tears drown me

And the thoughts surround me

The most profound artery

The heart

The best part of me

And a picture is still not worth a thousand words

Here I sit

Caged by this weapon

This lesson

This transgression

An invisible blessing

That awaits me after the rain

Cause we won’t sustain

Without a little pain

You would crucify me

If you could see

Thank God no one can ever know

But God and me

Only a fool continues to think about

What was

But worst of all

What could never be

And it hurts

That no one can know

But God and me

And his lesson has not fallen on deaf ears

So I am grateful that he was their

To catch my every tear

But it still hurts

That no one can ever know

But God and me

“The Safest Place”

Sade's Complex Relationship With Fame Can Still Teach Us Something, 15  Years Later | The FADER

In my heart
Your love has found
The safest hiding place
Inside is a field And trees and a lake Around is a wall
No-one from hell could break
In there you’ll shine
In there you will cry
My heart has been a lonely warrior
Who’s been to war
So you can be sure
In my heart your love has found
The safest hiding place Inside is a stream
Around is a wall
No-one from hell could break In there will shine
The light of heaven’s eye
In there you will cry
My heart’s been a lonely warrior
Who’s been to war
So you can be sure
Your love’s in a sacred place
The safest hiding place
My heart has been a lonely warrior before
Who’s been to war
So you can be sure

Goodbye…

 

It must have taken him a lot of courage

To muster up just that one word

 

Not even a thousand of the loudest whispers

Could hide the fact

That my energy was too big for his room

He will try

And he will try hard

 

But his heart will never let him forget

My heart has been suctioned from my chest

Unfortunately

There are very few pieces left

Feeble attempts at trying to mask

This impossible task

I asked God to send me some angles

I need armies of them

And I need them fast

He is not him

And I realize I have victimized myself again

My days seen mundane

And there is a constant storm brewing in my brain

My nerves are scard

And my days seem like centuries behind these tortured bars

Moving from the chatter won’t matter

Because the only one I want is

Him

Please God just give him back

MOURNING (POETRY)

I listened to his heart beat

I wrapped my legs between his feet

I watched him sleep and tucked him safely away in the warmth of my sheets

I played with his ears

Somehow that soothed my fears

About

Mourning

I scaled his face with my point finger

And I cried

Because

Mourning

Was well on its way

THE WAY THEY WERE (POETRY W/ AUDIO)

I heard the desperation

In a voice that had been dry

Because he was denied

And it was her flesh that cried

He wanted her to see

The man he so desperately needed to be

A chain reaction

Turned into

A fraction

Multiplied

By love

 

But three doesn’t equal two

 

And chances are

Things will never be the same

Can she ever really change?

It’s his heart that’s been stained  

By her

And her

And her

And her

He just wishes

Things

Could

Go back

To

The way

They were

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