Life’s been good to me For an hour of the twenty-four The other twenty-three have been a rollercoaster I’ll allow them to soar • I dance like a worshiper to my own sins To the hate, This ain’t fate; It’s a mistake • All she ever lacked was attention From her mind, to her true…

The kindness stumbles, Rows away Gentle women stutter, And hide their ways Boys raised to be strong, Never to cry Although we’re all raised to long, So we all crave the cake

I see You Untethered soul Graceful body I see your pleasuring pain I see you mouth words you think you’ve mastered I stare In the mirror

tear my heart from my body rip it apart I dare You You’ve already done it once and You decided to put it back the wound is fresh so nows the time to go right ahead This time I’m prepared

I want to be adored By everyone except myself I wish to be happy But right now I will cry I will go far First I’ll procrastinate I’m stUcK In fear and struggle To accept Myself

People are art Each painting crafted from complexity Each painting compared against another Most wishing their layers away Hoping to become something simpler Something a critic could understand Something likable Something unbroken But no camera can capture the beauty of our art Keep your layers

Do you love me Or have you mastered your disguise Do you hate me Or do simply dislike yourself I’ll forgive you Yet I’ll remember for eternity The way you left me red and broke I’ve altered the pain you cast upon me to create some beautiful things Beautiful words in a delicate order Have…

The moon casts a blue shadow upon my home My heart thumps on the kitchen table Love haunts the living room The boy lays on the heater He smiles

The sun carries me I’ve lost my sun She abandoned me

Stress swallows my being Time is slipping Times been ticking You wish for me to become your beautiful silent wife

Love drips and drops it flops and hops love hates and ignores love dances and screams love messes us up mentally love is my everything love is my shield that protects me from what’s lacking. please love me

A sin is a story told many timesA sin is a lover walking the line A sin is a silent artistA sin is exclaiming when largest A sin is to never escapeA sin is to forget your own cape A sin is the truthA sin lies with Ruth(BG) A sin is to hate mother and…