The Poet

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

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I dance like a worshiper to my own sins

To the hate,

This ain’t fate; It’s a mistake

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All she ever lacked was attention

From her mind, to her true self

So the others could see her mascara run

To know this wasn’t the place where she should be

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There’s no one else

In your room at night

Pondering why you’ll never be good enough

Except yourself

You are your own demon

and a lover and angel

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 I accomplished that yet?

Have I convinced you to applaud my work?

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 times
A sin is a lover walking the line

A sin is a silent artist
A sin is exclaiming when largest

A sin is to never escape
A sin is to forget your own cape

A sin is the truth
A sin lies with Ruth(BG)

A sin is to hate mother and father
A sin is to always feel bothered

A sin is a broken wing of a butterfly
Dancing lovely in the night sky

A sinner hates out of the blue
But sinners still say I love you

A little bit sexy

A little bit criminal

A little bit spicy

A little bit minimal

A little of me

A little of you

A little but Rih

A little bit blue

A lot of smiles

Too many aisles

Some on the stairs

Yelling ‘no fair!’

The highs and lows

The highlights on mondays

And watching my shows

I cherish your smell.

I admire your genuine disposition.

I love your eyes,

And your body as you dance

I love your particular intelligence

I love you from head to toe

From the heart on your sleeve to the heart in your chest

To your mind

To your lips as you pronounce

I accept every particle of you

and I love you more than words can ever know

Family is forever

Family runs through our veins

Or the tip of our fingers

We are bound together by something greater than contracts or bands

Family is unconditional love

Family is always there

In our minds

Or a physical presence

We don’t always decide our family

Yet we define eachother

Family is unique and complicated

Family helps my heart beat and my lungs breath

I need you

I have you

My family is the string that holds me together

Through it all

Family disapoints and lifts up

Family is those who care for us

When we feel alone

My family is intertwined with my soul,

My beautiful village

I’m glad you came into my life. You came into my life to teach me about myself. To teach me to love myself before anyone else.

You wish you have me, but no one owns me.

Thrive off of hatred and pain, tell yourself the opposite.

Those who try to put us down are our biggest fans since they are spending so much time on us.

I’m sad because everything I do is so everyone will love me. but no matter what, not everyone does.

We mustn’t allow others opinions of us to affect us.

Positive affirmations, meditation, journalism, writing, and talking about it are all methods to growth.

I need to stop being myself and then immediately shaming myself for it. I must accept myself.

Around certain people i can’t even breath. I am so nervous, wanting them to love me. I forget who i am.

I keep on giving my love and hope to people who don’t appreciate it.