The artists impartiality
Of their craft's integrity
Is their profound gift
May it set us all free-
& Vanquish all anxiety.

When each page is blank, and book empty
Its full with potential's entierity.
Our real gift is sweet opportunity
To create and contrive
Fearlessly.

Its in our art we become who we wanted to be
With truthfull eyes we garentee
That you'll one day begin to see

The artist's impartiality.

Just write
Express your thoughts
On backs of napkins if required to
Sand at beaches
Dust
Snow
Mud
Any surface will do!

Yes, I am still alive.
but I
no longer enjoy
the senation of
air entering
my lungs

The sadness in your eyes,
I really don't despise,
When you're really low,
I really truly know,
You say I don't understand,
But my darling somehow, and
Someway I really do!
you think I haven't got a clue,
But I see it is the things you do!
And now you're feeling sad,
Things are really not that bad!

My own words

Clawed fiery tantrums

Across my contents of the breast


Her very presence

Kissed icy trails

Deep into tissue


She was the very essence of void

Drying up all my fiery wounds

Desiccating me into dust.

I love you but am afraid
Im in love but have not said
I have feelings yet undefined
I love you but am very afraid

I fear that if love you
I'm going to finally lose you
I love no one else but you
I love you but am very afraid

Am not loving the first time
I have fear you will go to them
And I don't want to make a meme
I love you but am very afraid

Many have loved in deed
So much been done an said
But be sure you have wished
I love you but am very afraid

Richie
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I'm a hurricane,
In your summer paradise.
I am propane,
In your ocean.

Our bodies are not temples,
I will not be invaded as such.
We are ecosystems.
Made of grit, blood, and change.
Packed with multitudes of intricacy,
We love like gushing streams.
Wound like thorned bush.
Hurt by humanity like hunted prey.
As we burn, as we are cut down,
As we are wounded, crippled, abused,
We still grow.