Words from a writer by a words from a writer

IMG_20150427_194016Everything, everything, that was meant to be said, though always not be to heard, is in our words/ We are different than others, many of us, but rare, a private life we strive to, because only the special things that mean true to us, we do not share/ We are cold people, and this may be our best parts, you will never understand us, but if you bare to peek into our memories, somewhere between the pain, you will know love is in our hearts.

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In A World Of Pain- A Poem By Me

IMG_20150427_194016I am in a world of, I am in a world of pain  north, south, east, west

I am in a world of pain, have you ever felt you lost the person of your dreams?

and lately its been hard to patch up forever through the seams, but I guess life is not it seems

I was your king you were my queen is what I saw when I thought of better things

and now your gone and now I am lost and this what I have to say in this song

I am in a world of, I am in world of pain,                                                                         north, south, east, west

Shape Or Size- A Poem By Me

IMG_20150427_194016I see you…yes I see you please do not hide..
the world can be a cruel place to be I know, I know this might not mean much right now, but I cant wait till the day you know its all about whats inside,
See, See, I am usually crowded by many egos but that eye of yours, so much depth that it blanks away my insecurities, what a feeling to live what a feeling to be with no authority, shit so long I been wearing a disguise
I laugh, I smirk, I sometimes tease, but I avoid, that even in the best purchases I am still void, why because even though the perfect image is there, I crave the noise
Who Am I ? Dammit Who Am I ? Once again I told myself I would not cry..Am I shape or size? As I realize.. I am neither because I cant wait till the day I know its about whats inside