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In Search Of

IN SEARCH OF

IN SEARCH OF

*i use to

search

with out a reason

or a clue,

*now i search

just because

its something

to do.

-As if i had

a moment

to my self

to think & breathe,

-i seek

to feed,

the notion

of need,

-but

there is none

stuck in between,

a “Do Nothing Bitch”

& the one who enables the greed..

*I AM

no one to talk

I AM

as selfish as SIN,

*with the willingness

to fix

but none such eagerness

to begin.

-i cant

make decisions

for others..

*I’m hardly content

with the decisions

I’ve made for my self…

-i just pray

for love

to bless

every lover..

*and hope

they’re not only

concerned about the eyes watching

which is only for themselves…

Killing me softly 

 
 I never meant 

To hurt the princess
If anything 
I wanted to protect. 
How can you save 
Someone from your self 
Other than to subtract 
Yourself from said concept?
I’m far too selfish
For that,
In which this jagged pill
Is hard to swallow & accept. 
I reek my Havok in silence 
While fighting the wrongs 
exposed 
Until there’re all correct. 
But it seems like
We’ve come a little too far
And thus
We’re at a disconnect. 
Know 
that I love you,
My disease or sorrow 
I never meant to infect…

Mama plz

  

Mama

All that I want
Is to play in the garden 
Of your warmth 
And your love,
Run through the lilies 
Making wishes
Off of the daisies
While Escaping the sun, 
Then once I’m done
And I’ve had me 
My little bit
Of fun,
I can be calm 
In my loneliness
Until my heart & cravings
Can no longer carry 
By the tons.  

Mood Lighting

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There is
a light
That shines,
And
iT’s meant
To guide you,
& me…

At best,
iT causes
Us to fight,
Because
we can’t believe
What iT is
That
the other,
Can see…

I can’t rest
If iT’s too
bright,
What is iT
About the darkness,
That just
Allows me to be?…

I’d offer
My hand,
To have & to hold
with
All my might,
But at this time
My dear,
I’m not ready to leave…

That awkward silence

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Torn
From what,
“The word” states
And what,
I AM…

To be gentle
Is wise,
And yet
I have
Aggressively
Anxious
Hands…

I don’t want
To be a fool,
What i do
I create
A need to have…

So out of necessity
I hide away
I hope
You understand.

A monsters ransom

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-iT
Doesn’t care,
iT
Wants
To Be lost
In iT self…

-with all iTs distractions
Peripheral visions
Collideoscope
The heart felt….

+ diluting
All that’s around
iT
Can’t comprehend
The ágape…

+ so iT
Crashes
Head on
In hopes
iT’s purpose
Properly translates…

– push
stampedes
To shove,
When the blind
Brush along the walls.

-Occasionally
Bursting off the ceiling
When
There’s nothing left
to stand on…

+Offense
Shouldn’t be taken,
For that in which
You know not
There of.

+sadness
The constant passenger,
iT
Continues to love…

Death is too slow

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For those
That still
feel.
Know.
That there is still love.

For the pulse
That still beats,
You’re alive
And doing well,
Above.

those
That know not
The gentle
And the,
sweetest of touch.

I impatiently
Seek the magnet
That will hopefully
Shut me
The F*** up.