Some people want you to flood them
with everything you have to offer
But remember it is okay to give drops
when your barrel is almost empty

I've been sprouting
Trying to lift myself from the ground

I've been trampled on
And I have lost leaves

But I'm still sprouting
Lifting myself from the ground

The ground is putrid
Yet they still smile
They still work
They still live

Consistently questioning myself but not my worth

Ready yourself
Steady yourself
And go

I sat alone
I ate alone
I walked alone
I existed alone

Yet now you stand here waiting for us to

Seat together
Eat together
Walk together
Exist as one

Words refuse to die
So do not give the wrong words life
Because words my flutter away
But they always make their way back home

Take your journey with a pen

They said not to look
But I did and found love

You took your words from your treasure chest
You chose the moset bitter ones
And sprinkled them on my wounds

You see that blade?
Oh how it likes to torture me
But I let it,only because it promises of something better
Something to can stop the intern pain the wind gently strokes

I run it down my skin and oh yes does it feel good
Yet it also feels bad as I watch the crimson leave my now opened cave
I'm opening a cave for the demons to fly out
However they do not fly out
They sink their teeth deeper until all that fills this world are My screams

Then I fall
Unto the putrid ground with only sweet sorrow to my name and memory

I stay awake through the night
Chipping at my nails
The blood around reminds me to ask
"Why do you love me?"
The half moon lingering on my skin yet not masking the scars and marks

The wind carries what is not rooted,
So be like the trees
Your leaves may sway but you will remain

Love makes us do crazy things
Like living when the world is nothing but chaos

Beauty is shy sometimes
It is not commanding nor demanding
No
It hides in the corner of the room

True to the words I speak
True to the experiences I have lived
True to the hands I have held
And the faces I have met
Both the ones frozen in time and the ones that held motion
I know to it all a dream that will never be forgotten
A dream I could not make up on my own

I was like a book you pulled from a library shelf
You read me
Studied me
From cover to cover
But when it was time for you to leave
You replaced me back on the shelf and went on your way

She was made of pixie dust
And sang the tune of neverland

Oh how sweet was she?
To entice me with her wings

They sparkled under the moons light
And I was but a red headed boy that fell for her magic

He searches for sweetness
And yet there you are
Right in front of him
Honey
Flower
Sugar

What is the point when even cold breezes avoid you?,passing your stale body to nibble at the curves behind you.When hunger fills your belly and death fills your eyes.
On summer days you still shiver because the ice within you is so cold

I've been conversing with people that don't know me
Contemplating about people that have no desire to know me
And fixating on people that will never be mine

Yet I keep praying,
Disgracing and degrading
Humiliating and abusing
My own soul, for people that never take the time to give me any loving, any caring.
People that are never caught appreciating but keep using what they keep breaking.

The wishing well is too far deep
That I think my wish got stuck
And now vines grow around it
Choking out the will of my dreams

I find myself being more and more drawn in
Being awakened yet being so **** asleep
And realising that in this space
In this hole I dug and named holy
That nothing makes sense
And that I've been planting flowers for years in this hole with the hope something might grow
But it never has
Instead it remains destitute and putrid
It remains destitute and putrid

I haven't forgiven myself for letting you in
For knowing you were toxic but still letting you in
Into the space between my lips
And almost the space between my hips

A silent night, disturbed by your feverish search for something unknown.
You reached for me, holding the silver marker in your hand and drew me close.

You began to draw upon my ebony skin, the ever darkness a wonderful contrast to the silver at hand.

You flicked your wrists here and there till you art was complete, creating a sea of stars on ever inch of my chocolate being, I was the universe. In that single moment I was everything that was needed to even exist and that was when you whispered " I cannot breathe without you."

Popping veins like champagne bottles

When you heart is bleeding know when to stop
When the tears are spilling over know when to stop
When it feels like the whole world is sitting upon your chest and you cannot be bothered to even try know when to stop

Because if you don't
Your heart will explode
Your eyes will go blind
The world will tear your chest
And you will realize you will see all the beautiful stars above you,you will hear the wistful birds and feel the velvet soft grass.
But it will be too late

I told you i didnt like being vulnerable
and you said no one does
and perhaps that is true
because no one likes exposing their wounds to someone
without knowing if they would pour salt in or not
and instead wash the wounds and bandage them

However much you washed my wounds tho
My head still tells me you WANT to pour salt in them and when i think like that...

I end up wishing i never met you

I wish winds could die with just a kiss from my lips
oh how famous I would be
I wish the sun would dim at my gaze
oh how famous I would be
I wish snow would melt at my breath
oh how famous I would be
I wish the flowers would bloom with my touch
oh how famous I would be
Oh how famous and how experimented I would be

She moved like the waves
But looked like the sun

I'm laying here being highly confused about my life and all I can do is stare into space and pray for an outlet to fall into my lap
An outlet to let me express, let me feel, let me scream
And here I an writing
Because unbeknown to me my prayers were answered long ago
Yet I was too blinded by my need for another's glory that I didn't see mine staring at me, waving at me and calling my name

Even the shadows won't hug me

My heart is paralyzed and cannot move towards love

She wanted to be held tight
But he held her back
She wanted to be held up
But he held her down

Her lips hid many secrets
And he wanted to find them

"What if I like broken?"He said

She answered
"No one does.no one likes a broken mug.no one uses it.no one likes a broken toy it ends up in the bin.people stay away from broken glass because it hurts them.nothing that is broken is loved"

You write your pain upon your wirst
you make it look like you broke your fist
the world has changed and so have we
close your eyes and follow me

Dont let the darkness win
dont let yourself succumb to sin
dont be afraid dont you shout
I will be here to figure you out

I will draw a map from eyes to mine
I will drink you up like the blackest wine
I will make sure you're not dead
I will make sure you have your head

You will be mine to keep
If you promise not to lie in your sleep
do not think to betray me
do not think to throw it all into the sea

My soil is craving revenge
Yet I should be happy

I sit and ponder of a world without you
A world were I could no longer walk in your footsteps
Or smell you in the air
A world where the flowers didn't desire to remind me of you
That world has a name and it is called
Hell

Pain is immortal
not I

You know, I drank myself in for a while
All deceit and sorrow
Bitter taste it was
Or shall I say I was
Yet I smiled and glugged on
I licked my teeth, pretending to savour my juices
But I was dying inside

The dark is suffocating,it is pressing down on me and as I reach over to the side of my bed all my fingers meet are stripped sheetsand old blankets.

Yet when the morning light pulls in as though it knows I will need comfort from the impending disappointment,I reach over again calling out to a haven,my haven that I hope will be there in dark brown hair and hooded eyes..I find emptyness and fall back asleep

I wake at noon..my legs all tired and begging to be carried,yet I know the only one who would wish to take this ebony skin is far across saving galaxies and aliens that will never understand.

As the shower touches my body,images flash before my eyes my eyes that have grown used to being tired but still cry at the depravation.The images linger as the water dances across my scars and my back and it does not feel like liquid over my body it feels like you

Hold me tight sister
Don't let them catch me
"I won't Ezie" said Ngozi as she nestled them deeper into the leaves

I have come back from a dream
I may have left my heart there
Underneath a butterscotch seat
And behind a lollipop tree
But was it that dream?
Or was it the one with fragile tales?
Tales of young mistresses who lost some limbs
Perhaps their entire beings
Or was it the dream where the unicycle rode the man and they went to town to get milk that could drink the cow?
Or was it underneath my dreary pillow this whole time?
My mistake victor

I've never been in love with myself as I have been the last few months
Loving my soul, body and mind
And not apologising for what this trinity produces, creates or loves

When you endeavour to grow
You'll need to learn how to garden
Because there will be some weeds
nestled in those "empty spaces"

You made me realize,you don't need a fist to destroy

My heart is broken beyond repair
I dont want anyone to come near
I still am afriad I still have fear
becausr you were what I held dear

My whole body hurts
Trembling from what I just read
Desire threatening to cover me with its devil mist
Yet, I refuse to succumb
Months of pain and anguish cannot simply be brushed underneath a carpet
A carpet of more lies and frustration
No
Despite the moon cheering me on to fall back into you arms
Despite my heart longing and crying
I shall not succumb
For I have learnt that desire is just the tip of what makes us
And so far there is no us

There is this feeling I am trying to deminish within