“Falling in love” is a contradiction in itself, because in love there is only the rising, the ascending, not the falling.
You can not fall in love, but rather, rise.

Stop penning love poems

I loathe all of those

because once I read

I get erratic

asking

from where are these tears
and feelings belonging

I think I've realized the more poems I write about someone the more toxic they are to me

Here's number 25 for you

I suppose that pales in comparison to the thousands I wrote for my first love but I've known you a lot less time

And you've never even been mine

And that's okay

Because at this rate

You never will be.

I can recall the dates
I can recall the events
I can recall the kisses

Before we went

I remembered nothing.

I tried to tell her.
I tried to warn her.
I tried to help her.
I tried to support her.
No.
I told you not to date him.
I told you he was gonna hurt you.
I told you not to trust him.
I told you he doesn't care.
I told you he was lying.
Now I am hugging you while you sob and all I can say is
I told you so.

One man's worthless-
Is another man's life.
One man's backstab-
is the other man's knife.
.
One man's thoughts-
could be stolen ideas.
One man's courage-
could be shrouded in fears.
.
One man's loyalty-
is another man's 'heap'.
One man's discard,
is another man's keep.
.
One man's hero,
could be rooted in stress
One man's 'facts'-
are another man's guess.
.
Ones in-experience-
is another ones youth.
One man's blasphemy-
is the other man's truth.
.
One man's empathy-
could be, 'just for show'.
One man footprints-
could be where to go.
.
Or not!

always been the wall
never been the one who lean’s on

Deny the fact
Live in a dream...

The reality was not meant
for some of us.

Anxiety is like a soft whisper,
that tells lies
to all elements of
your being,
And convinces you they’re true.