And She Was Beautiful

let your light consume

my every shadow

i heard the moon

she whispered things that didn’t matter

i find it rude

she leaves every few hours

she said i was always there

you just didn’t see me

and when she came back

i was the one leaving

And after everything, I still have nobody. Why do I give so much of myself to other people?

Yes, my argument is flawed by my emotions, I didn’t necessarily mean I never had the opportunity to vote for a candidate of my standards. I’m just saying that the candidates didn’t meet my standards. I appreciate you for expressing your opinions and keeping me in check. Good luck to you.

You know what’s bothered me? People viewing our president as some sort of celebrity. Especially someone that says they are a “fan” of a presidential candidate, just doesn’t sit right with me. These are real people governing our country, not a fucking magical being or a movie star. Politics nowadays is damn reality tv. This country is as mature as a high school, and the popular kids are fighting for control. I’m not religious much but this is what god means by “false idols”. Also, the fact I’ve seen people bet on the election or talk about it like it’s some sort of sporting event is quite outrageous and unsettling. This isn’t entertainment, this is supposed to be a commitment to democracy and creating equality and fairness in our country. It’s about making the proper changes to help better mankind and American lives. I think we need to start somewhere new. Our lives don’t change with a presidential election, change occurs within ourselves. It’s our mindsets that are hurting us. For the next four years we live with a decision, and after that, the same thing. That’s how shit works, and not everything goes your way sometimes, but that’s how life happened to turn out. It’s hard for me to trust anybody that worships a “presidential candidate” or obsesses over the idea of the election. All we can do is control what we do and how we act. We can’t better the world until we better the people that are capable of changing the world. Change is necessary, without it, we wouldn’t adapt, survival wouldn’t be possible, and evil would persist. Fuck trump and fuck Kamala. I never chose them as my candidates. Who said anybody is worthy of such a position of power anyways? But if you really are into politics and support someone, I get it, you’re doing all that you can do by voting for what you believe in. And I commend you for choosing that decision. Just remember there are more important things to consider than to obsess about your favorite “candidate” on your free time. And for the love of god, stop dividing this country.

I try to refrain from writing my bad thoughts, but goddamn sometimes I hate myself. Sometimes I hurt and I don’t know why. Like my heart is collapsing and my blood is desperately trying to run. Like my stomach is squeezing and the air doesn’t want to leave my lungs. It would be so much easier to die. To lay down and never get up again. I feel so weak and heavy but I’m so uncomfortable sitting still. Everything is spinning and god knows I’m sober. I try to scream but I’ve never wanted help. I’m a man and I have to be strong. I’m not allowed to be any other way. I really am alone. Nobody cares enough. Or maybe I care too much.

I wish I was never abandoned.

I wish that the people that said they loved me stuck around.

I wish I had a father growing up.

I wish I was strong enough to fight back when I was a kid.

I wish my friends were actually my friends.

I wish I could cry.

I wish I could talk to the only person that ever showed me love, but she’s gone.

I wish a lot of things, I even wish I could just disappear.

All these wishes yet all I can do is move forward. Fuck wishes, fuck a shooting star, fuck a birthday candle, fuck prayers, fuck a fortune cookie, I don’t believe in any of that shit. I’m no longer wishing.

Now stfu and put on that smile and act strong until you are. I will succeed. I will win. I will survive. I’m so angry that I’m going to beat all the odds just to spite the world. A big fuck you for making me go through this shit. This big bag of shit. And I’m only here to set it on fire. WHATEVER IT TAKES.

just do something you idiot

i'll give it to you later,

I promised i'd do better,

we act like we are strangers, when we aren't together.

should I call now or later?

I'm struggling on paper,

the only thing that changes her mind, is

the weather

so I'll create lightning,

and destroy the things I'm fighting,

I am no longer hiding,

this storm deep inside me.

-b

When the new day is born

Will you nurture it?

Will you teach it who you are?

Will it change you?

Or will you let it pass you by

Like a slow death in the sky

Fuck you and your blazed post. Thanks for spending money to lower the iq of everyone you come in contact with

A voice is a weapon and I’m not going to apologize for using my resources for something I believe in. I appreciate you for expressing yourself, I’ll always support that, but let me hold you to the same standard. Maybe instead of hating on me, you should be bettering yourself or doing something that actually might make a difference. You’re just furthering my argument. You don’t know me and I don’t expect you to understand everything I’m trying to say but you’re attacking me rather than the argument. What exactly are you upset about? I believe it takes a greater intellect to understand both sides of an argument and your logical fallacies are making it hard for me to see your point of view. Good luck to you!

i wore frozen tears

but it hurts

you’re burnt in my skin

like a curse

my flesh will never forgive you

my flesh will never forget

my flesh will never forgive you

my flesh will never forget

Never miss a Monday

my conscience stays adrift

don’t touch me i am sick

leave it up to gods that need attention

even a blessing can be a lesson