No Smoking

Ironically, I’m smoking by a sign that says “no smoking” I don’t care because my mind is zoning, I’m dosing I hear you, but the words keep floating My thoughts won’t stop, I leave them flowing I tell you to stop, you keep on going I’m okay, but sometimes my soul feels broken You speak,…

Scattering Thoughts

Scattering thoughts  Can’t find the right words  I sit quietly by my window and listen to the birds Close my eyes as I say a prayer to the Lords My cup is full of herbs … Scattering thoughts  My words are in knots Can’t get the messages across My mind is full of stained spots…

Endlessly

I keep sharing all this unique energy, but they’ve become greedy and they’re not sharing I’m giving, they’re consuming it, I get nothing in return, it’s not longer a rotation I’m giving you life, you’re killing me And if that’s what you want, that’s what you need to chase elsewhere I’m done with feeling like…

Speak your mind

I’m sick and tired of being misunderstood You call me stubborn; I just know what I want, there’s a difference You like to hold in, I speak my mind, it’s a matter of preference You think I’m not nice because I speak my mind or maybe you call me emotional The way you think, to…

Sick Coping Mechanisms

Sick coping mechanisms Moping, because I sometimes can’t properly cope I’m broken, but I’m also glowing Soaking in tears but zoning in peace Smoking my thoughts then throwing tantrums Moaning, choking, floating So many sick coping mechanisms But it’s better than exploding I’m loading my positivity I’m voting and hoping that this time it stays…

The sky is on fire

Your performance belongs in a theateryou’re careless in love but make effort in lyingthe sky is on fire tonightwhile you persuaded her with a fake appearance of passionyou welcomed her beautiful framebut quickly excluded her thoughtsyou made her weak and then took your shotnever thinking about the damagenever caring about the damagebefore you her flowers…

From hot to cold

From hot to cold Sometimes it gets old Sometimes I keep it controlled I’ve been told I’m super bold But sometimes I just want to be held But I just keep getting mislabeled Then they act surprised when I’ve rebelled Like if I’ve been disguised All this time I’ve been trying to stay alive Trying…

Reclaiming my Identity

Stuck between you or me.Sometimes it gets foggy and it’s hard to see.I wish I had a better sense of direction.That way there would be no deception.I wish you weren’t a part of me.That way it would be easier to see.I’ll test my own faith.Render self hate.Walk into a war without ammunition.Walk out with a…