Shape of
My heart
Tug of war

Torn to pieces no longer

I’ve waited here for you
Unspoken
All things are possible

In what I can’t see

With my own two hazel eyes
Stand up fight thee
Good fight

Survival of the fittest

No time for wasting away
Seeing is believing
One spark

Changed it all

Life finally begins
Better late then never
I’d almost given

Up on myself

A life I thought
I could never have
Fully attain and value

Came to be

Landed in my lap somehow
Closed my eyes
Took a leap of faith

Learned to fly

And trusted in something I’ll
Never fully understand
And learned to live again

Redemption never

Tasted so sweet
Full speed ahead
Cup overflowing

No turning back around

Thee past is dead
Gone without a second thought
Or care for that matter

Living in the here and now
Never felt so satisfying

Alive finally free to be

WHO I TRULY AM

there are those
that grab ahold
as well as those
that let it go
there really is
no way to know
how or when
the wind will blow

there are those
who know to cope
with the mess
that this life throws
and also those
out of control
who paddle against
the river's flow

there are those
that hold out hope
and then those
against the ropes
who wrestle with
themselves alone
with the easy come
easy go

with open eyes
and open heart
do you know
which one you are

you could be these
you could be those
honestly
do you know

You are the sparrow, or the one who oversees.
You are the sea worm — the one that bottom-feeds.
You are the urchin which waves could never crash.
You are the person whose feelings will never last.

You are the yeti, whose hand is very grand.
You are the teddy, soft as white sand.
You are all things, and no things, all at once.
You are the heartbeat whose race cannot be won.

Crystal gusts whistle—
fox paws print icy gravel
by evergreen pines

I could say I have a romantic heart,
but the mind is the romantic one.
It's the one that's infatuated with a kiss,
with walking hand in hand,
dreams of candlelight.
My heart only knows how to love,
it loves calmly,
it loves everyone.
My mind is like a capricious child,
it shakes shelves,
it cries, it seeks you.
While my heart awaits the genuine,
the divine.

Your spice was nice

Your sugar was sweet

You were nothing nice but
Chemical X felt so loving in defeat..


The main ingredient was alcohol that made me fall

The love from chemical ex held it all

The sweetest demon would give me a different reason to end it all

And through it all,

She cried treason cause i got to preachin, no more demons reachin, hopin my family dont get involved

So she clawed, and gnawed, at a lonely man whos killin himself by his own hand with no reason to tell me why I love her at all.

I lay backwards on a mattress and cry static to God, screamin Im an addict in hopes chemical X dont end it all

I have a son on the way and if i die today he wont even understand it at all..

Please help me




Please