You are the piece of memory I preserve To take me back in time of days of people, Who as of now, Never were. And in deep It pains me. Like the running of a tap, Like the twisting and tightening of your vocal cords and the congestion in your chest. As your stomach turns...
Because something beneath him was rumbling. Too distant to be his stomach. Too close to be his mind. His heart skipped steps like skipping stones across still lake waters. An awakening of sorts. I wished for you, she said. I wished that you'd have two brown eyes and be true. I also wished...
I'm so tired. I'm tired of writing poetry about you. Poetry that confuses you And uses me Like needle-fine thread that breaks through the crude of me Like ribbon-type vines that climb up walls And crawl like little pink paws. Baby, you're so pretty when your time isn't wrapped up in someone that is...
Let that boy tell you 'bout his ego. Let that boy's swag make his knee pop by accident. Wanna walk tough and tall, Baby better talk the talk. Cause you ain't nothing yet. If you trip, don't fall, Cause your pride gone be too heavy to help you back up. Still a...
There's beauty in the silence. I hope you learned your lesson. I hope because you played with fire - That your fingers and tongue were burnt. I hope the thought lingers in your mind like flames that never stop dancing. I hope you realize when it's too late. Cause you're too...
Baby, You ain’t a baby anymore. Hold your skin up to the mirror and tell me what you see. Let me know how you’ve changed. Let me see how you’ve changed. Girl’s got liquid metal on her chest, Golden breastplate to counter the arrows When she’s thinking out loud. Baby, You ain’t a baby...
There you are. In the middle of a dozen crowded buildings. A farmers tan caresses your skin, You cast your eyes on the people But that's all they are to you. No emotions. No substance. You want something more. Despite the commotion You see a glow, A woman selling flowers. Her hair hangs low. You watch her...
Crushing a cigarette in that ashtray Twisting your foot on the grass I'm not to be stepped on I'm not to be broken I'm not to be attacked. You think I'm timid? You think I won't protect myself? You think I'm unkind? I'm not a laptop I'm not electronic You can't disconnect me I've got a...
One day I'm going to take this city by storm. I'm going to talk about the things that matter. Because I don't want to be like you. I don't want to have to use my skin and my imperfections as a way to get #goals or #popularity. I got lucky though. Got...
Let me take a minute. Let me collect myself. I wrote this thing for you. Put the metal to the petals and the paper to the pen Danced a riddle ‘round ya eyebrows Toss’d my thoughts in the trashcan Took ‘em back out Scribbled on the black and white and turned ‘em...