poetrys poet:

damn this is how love feels .....
love kills a feel to heart dug deep inside a drill
with pressure to the body...
I cry in happiness and doubt what a make believe true story
Let me find out take this route not looking back ....
my lady

though it hurts i love you I need I know i do catch a grip to carry you
but to move forward i cant my heart stuck behind will not leave and bestowe you
oH my as i think to self threw brain so lonely
a mind surly wont waste time to tell me
to starry a few tears a couple of years from it
because of my discomfort and my hearts reflex to her love

why do i question when i want all the same and more
why do i feel i don't deserve this loves accord
why do i feel a bit surprised not sure
time to wake up and realize my prize is here
it it is her.....
cant let it surpass smoovly move along the current shore
of........solitude
though i look for te longitudinal part of love and life
why would i choose to let it break
chaos full of heart and mind earthquakes
now a crevice to the heart straight down the middle
now a creek of blood rose of blood roses and thorns formed
and i break.......yet again

why is love not a sure thing ,
why cant two birds flock together and cling....,
Why cant a caged bird find love when it rings
how can life be so vivid without love whole grain.....,
And how is love contrast of beauty when it is sought to be glumm......
Man some one tell me
Any one Fell me!!!!!!!
And how does the body feel rite when a heart is turned numb
and why does love kill when love feels to be fed to you with shor handel golden spoon...??

Now how does love resume consuming to a custom of great,
yet having the same frustration of.....
great heart break same mistakes no pressure
but why is there pressure to break

DAMN THIS Is How LovE FeelS!!!
though it hurts i love still
getting weaker im love ill.....

How does it feel to be love prone???
a couple of shots like Patron on rocks
brain in nots i think knot,
linked to chain and lock!!!
The loves curse surely sorely sorry it doesn't stop....
Like an on going stop sign, or to my heart gone flat line...
in though the eye still cant find ...,love all in same
replace to change time yet id..., give it all away
for a love to have and keep cherish for weeks, years, and century's.....
Not retreating the feeling questioning penetration
to my hearts dimension...

DAMN THe ART OF GIVING!!!.....,YET PONDERING.................
a love received mann...

Like a.., Marriage no ring matter of fact
no bride and understanding nor loving
like clouds no raining......sun and no shining
A baby but no mother to confide in...
A cycle a circle but no whole
arms but noone to hold
a heart but mind chose to let it go......

DAMN THis Is HoW LOVee DRiLls!!!!
Love kills to feel to fill a heart deep of love
to share with you.......

  Shy Gyrl:

If I say im truely in love...
why do i hold back.
Would do anything to give him what he needed,
as long as it had nothing to do with parts of me I refuse to feel beatin.
If I say im truely in love...
Then why dont i try hard enough to keep it?
Would much rather leave it,
then hold on to an extension frayed at the ends,
get a new one,
and pretend like the other wasnt a better friend.
Would rather wave u off and keep movin,
like that girl at the parties that knows she's hurting,
drinks her drinks after drinks and keeps her body groovin.
Headache managing,
but still maneuvers her way through the crowd,
a balancing act I've,
I mean,
SHE'S perfected to keep HER from crashing down.
If I say im truely in love,
have loved,
will love,
want to and desire that real love....
Then why dont i care enough to remove my layer of steel...
shits kinda tough,
And the scars hit against it are kinda rough.
The names graffitied,
dripping all over the place in colorful spray painted lust.
But the time has come where i must turn this shit off,
take it off...
Burn it and let it fall off.
Dust to Dust ashes to ashes,
No more tears of hurt,
no more blackberry mollasses.
Cassette tapes on past rememberances,
just one of them days,
a girl gotta look past and keep on laughin.
Cuz i feel like pulling the trigger,
popping the pills hidden in the back of the cupboard,
its hurting and the venom is poisoning me even further,
Pulling me into an emotional coma where nothings ever over,
and i try but cant wake up to realize the reality that i should,
but dont know how to deal with without it making me cry.
I HATE the pain,
I HATE the shit I put myself through to just not feel this way.
I HATE my love,
my love
I hate...
my love...
it loves too hard...
and I HATE myself for falling victim and giving it to you.
Like a fool I gave it up.
Just to be LOVED.
Cuz SHE didnt love me the way i wanted her too,
always criticized me,
and a quiet soul it cut so deeply.
And WHERE was HE when i needed him?
Said you'd come but sometimes you'd never show up,
and a quiet little soul it cut so deeply.
Gave up on hope cuz from those few moments,
i knew a man couldnt be trusted for his word.
And i grew up in my stoic feelings,
not feeling,
laughing but not breathing.
The memories clashing,
as the first time
i invited that pain into my arm as a tingling loving kiss,
looked as the red stained tears dripped from my wrist,
carved out the names on my thighs that made me do this.
If I say Im truly inlove...
can i let go of this?
Better myself to one day take an open heart,
into my heart without littering it with my own garbage,
and learn to move as freely as a bird that soars high
inlove with the open freedom it feels as it flies abouts the blue clear skies?
This is a note i've had from the inside,
I owe my body and heart this much,
as its been betrayed by passionate encounters with lust.
I owe my eyes just this much,
as its cried to many damn late nights
where ive been in fear of being caught releasing fears through tears,
rejection through prints of red
over and over sometimes drinking it in mentally wishing a part of me was dead.
But If i say im truely inlove,
i would be missing out on a reason to start a new color of ink to flow outta this pen,
not giving myself a chance before i tasted the sourness of the end.
If i say im truely inlove,
open the cage and let me out.
Free as a Bird to soar across blue clear skies.