My misery and my desire,
Are similar in their attire.
I’m really the smartest fool,
Touching a raging fire.
You must take what is yours,
Because yours only stays awhile.
And it’s only never too late,
To love the things you hate.
But then ya’ll gonna mix my words,
Y’all don’t know how to spell,
And what if I get my groove on,
And tell that bitch how I felt,
nah, I can’t catch no feelings,
Cuz that ain’t good for my health,
And when I get to coughing,
I pray I’m up in the clouds.
her skin is cold, our fingers fold
and i hold her in my eyes
as she moans
“you saved me”
she wrote
life is all about those secret moments,
that nobody would know,
but you
i think i would look peaceful in my casket
Life is a comedy
do you feel it too?
how my body yearns for you
like gravity holds me to the earth
our souls forever reaching
gripping tighter as we touch
grip me tighter
before i float away
stuck in my head i won’t go
to that dark place i know
try to explain my thoughts
lost in translation i’m lost
sometimes i hate social media. it’s a sickness really. it makes you less human. like why do people post a picture of a person as a form of affection? or why does everyone have to look so goddamn happy or interesting? or pretty? it feels so misleading. it takes us away from reality. a digital world where people live through their eyes and thumbs. leaving them with fabricated hearts and blinded minds. can we no longer see what’s really in front of us? we live for something fake, something that isn’t real. a shared delusion, how amusing. i guess what im saying is that the real world is where the magic is. we need to break free from this cage of illusion. these walls we’ve built with our fingertips. just remember what’s important, remember the things that are worth fighting for.
p.s. i do understand the value of it, i guess balance is the key. just don’t let it consume you.
all you do is lie and deceit
don’t you know an eye for an eye
is a bad habit? so keep the receipt
i need them to see,
but this is deeper than me.
try having a secret to keep
with a backstabbing grit in your teeth
but want the whole world to love you
as their favorite mystery piece
how can you blame a single person you meet.
i’m no angel you see
i fly high with devils
born with no wings
my love embezzled
by impermanent things
we are all sinners unique
and purpose we seek
so keep the ground on your feet
because we’re all here fighting gravity
i love it when it rains
reminds me of the days
you helped me thru my pain
but it never went away