Creative Writing, Poetry

desire.

Despite the possibility that what’s set afire might be set to expire I really just want you and for us to acquire the trust we desire A deep passionate love, an infinite supplier Raging within us, the California wildfires I want this June to be an amplifier, taking us higher, Climbers up on high gear.… Continue reading desire.

Creative Writing, Poetry

fear.

Interdependence joins two souls, helps them, makes them adhere Interdependence is a type of control, And now, I just wanna be here But if you add up all of the coefficients The future just seems to interfere There’s something missing, lacking, insufficient The painful realization is that This is fear. Fear, in its rawest form… Continue reading fear.

Creative Writing, Personal, Poetry

value

Do you value what I’ve done for you? That I’ve been true for you? That I’ve come through for you? After all of this shit I’ve been through   And I can’t believe it’s come to The fact that I’ve got no fucking clue What you think of my missing screws Or the mildew in… Continue reading value

Personal, Poetry

recession fear

If we just pay attention To facts, and only facts, The current ones, Not the past ones, And how I really should react There is no reason to to be afraid of A display of true affection Reciprocation of attention. But upon closer inspection Let’s take a look, a hard look At my various past… Continue reading recession fear

Creative Writing, Poetry

ser todo

¿Quieres que yo quede? Porque... Seré la luz del sol Y te ayudaré crecer Como crecen los arboles Y las flores Seré el agua, Y te ayudaré respirar Como respiran los pescados Y los tiburones Seré el aire Y te ayudaré volar Como vuelan los pájaros Y las mariposas   Pero... Necesito que sepas Que… Continue reading ser todo

Creative Writing, Personal

sweet poison

To wonder at a potential happiness experienced at the side of a competent companion… yes, it can be beautiful and full of laughter and attraction. But to ever expect such beauty to continue after the first accounts of such joy… Ah there’s the trick; that’s the penalty, perhaps, of indulging in so much joy, is that… Continue reading sweet poison