Like the day that I was born I‘m alive despite the pressure I‘ve arrived to learn the answers In a hospital towel The brightest day of my mother‘s life But you pretend my lips are blue Maybe I‘m dead to you (and only you) Maybe im just dead to you When you finally left you said Never again, never again, never again When I finally … Continue reading Pretend My Lips Are Blue
You’re the short hand of a clock.I’m a number you only strike when everyone else is asleep…You pass me by like a Valentine’s Day bouquet,& I stare at the 9 across from me,Wondering if it’s a coincidence she was placed there…The 9 encourages me to de-nyThe idea that time is running out,Says when time runs out, it can only run back in,Cause it has no … Continue reading A Clock’s Lie
Don’t believe everythingyou hear.People are beingbrainwashedby the tellersof tales.History teaches us“if a lie is repeatedoften enough,people will believe it.”Let us haveears to hear,and eyes that see.May our ears and eyesbe opento the truth.Not just the tellerswords,but provable facts.We must each make an honestsearchfor the truth.Don’tlet someone elsedo yourthinkingforyou.May we allwakeup. Continue reading The Believers
Tell me your secretsI might tell you a lieTalk to me slowlyI might tell you im fineInject me with poisonSo my brain feels numbMake me dumber and dumberTill my mind succumbs Continue reading Tell Me Your Secrets #Poetry
When you are thebiggest liar in the crowdwhy do you really expect othersto be honest.i really dont get these.you lie, let them lielie equals liebe happy. Continue reading Random Thoughts
Math we live with, so poetry we thrive with, and humanities we lie with, but love, we die with. Continue reading The same difference? #Poetry
I lied to myself, I lied again I can’t help- but I want I want to be someone else I want to see her Isn’t she great? She is. Why can’t I be with her all the time? Slow Poison Has Reached My Soul. Flushed her pics, But what about my heart? Some please bring my heart back from her. Continue reading Why can’t I #Musings
