I go to bed,
With you, in my dreams
While you sleep
In another's
Sheets.

F
U
C
K

Y
O
U

‘fix yourself.’ he exclaimed
‘Implying that I’m broken?’ she thought
But because she was black
She went back
To her confined lack

Ghetto.

Where she began to fix herself.

Foundation
Eyeliner  
Eyeshadow
Mascara
Blush.

oh you’re so beautiful'

(s)he’s so consumed by ******* society.

Photoshop.
Make up.
Filters.
You.

I walk into my room
To find pieces of myself
Scattered on
Discarded
Scraps of paper.

Their symphony,
Simple.
Two butterflies dancing in the wind.
Getting close,
Never touching.
Their distance
too near,
Their music
too short,
Their
Song
Over.

You say you don’t want to “push me away.”
yet,
every.
single.
day.
You squeeze me out of that little spot in your heart,
And as I watch It fill up with the,
Joys of another.
I go back into my little           -corner-
                       -contemplating-
                       -secluded-
          *#(-alone-)#

I try and stay out of my mind,
Because it’s filled with snapshots of you.

in the end i wish to be remembered...
maybe not by all but at least in my little corner of the internet.

This taxi is like no other.
Usually there’s the…
Incandescent chatter of two souls discussing their voyage among the cosmos,
With under lying tones of music being played too loud,
While the engine matches this tune as it gears,
1,
2,
3.
Silence.
Alone with my thoughts.

I get ready for work,
once again repeating my well worn schedule.
pants.

shirt, unkempt.
the hills and valleys of the creases resonating with my soul.
emotions.
my body tight in its embrace.
a choreograpged symphony.
the world will look and see an unkempt shirt.
but I see a reflection of my soul.

tie.
socks.
shoes.
go.

I contain my ways,
in silence.
in secret.
just so,
my name can be remembered,
just so,
my soul won't be ******.

Crashing.
not because of coffee,
but You.

There she was,
Angelic,
In her dress,
Light bouncing off her caramel skin.
Inviting.
THE Perfect Moment.
ruined,
by my fear of the future.

I have everything
within me,
And nothing,
To fuel me.