the most beautiful thing you’ve ever saidin a conversation that never startedyou are the baby girl I’ve never hadyou have eyes like the moon pull me, pull meif you keep coming closer I will become blindedthe way your hips move have me in a killer dance vibe pull me, pull meif you keeping going down,…

blow your numbers on the screenwind up somewhere you don’t belongknow where you came from blow your numbers on this ticketwind up winning a free trip to somewhere newknow who you were becoming blow your numbers on the daily fourwind up lower in your social classknow that it was not worth coming blow your numbers…

well we both know I’m worthlessI’m pointlessI’m the bow facing tidenothing can uncover me as I will eventually make awaythe pathetic part is the most importantshe calls concernedI’m not giving upI’m simply facing my fateand if I never said it once, I will say it nowI’m not the man I should have beenif you breakawaythe…

swiftly they called it swingingmotion sickness acquired laying in a graveyardthe lay of the land cuts off right before youso you called him the reasonwell I will call him the reason, why you will never be happymoving through molasses, survival tactics, breathe in and forgetbecoming rich in the time now among youbecoming rich in the time…

to answer you questionsI never closed the doorthe author writes slowlyvague periods pronounce sadlyI never let you go and you never leftthere is a capital here for you to see yourself fitthe journeys of my life have taken me farther than I’d rather seeplaces I’d never go to hurt those who I’d rather beI saw…

the left side of this conversation,stopped listening five minutes agoso lets just,take it slowI never thought that I could be this way the right side of the bed, collapsed and became the centeryour attention up here please, the show is about to beginso lets just,take it slowI never thought that we would, turn out this…

if it matters after allthen what am I still writing to you for?I can go about writing the same cliche words downbut how much would make it through? if it matters after allthen can I go about saying you are poison?how much smoke can I blow before I start to see yourperspective? if it matters…

First of all, before you read this, this poem is most likely the most important one I’ve written of all that I have ever. The meaning behind it all is deep in my heart, so don’t think of this as just another poem. there walked the sky, falling down a step or soit chose this…

I guess I missed my window of opportunity I had to figure out it was not her fault after all when I tried to be a man I swallowed every last bite of my fear oh if I am just a boy, then let me out to go play but if I am just a…