Fryers

My girls write.

Leaving words on my soul.

Attached to my heart is the burden of what could be.

It shouldn’t have come easy.

Yes, love.

But, love isn’t always mutual and life isn’t fair.

Eyes

I looked in your eyes.

I saw past the tears.

I remembered when you were mine.

All the good I instilled in you is hiddened.

My touch on your skin leaves you shivering.

But, your cold heart keeps me at a distance.

Breathe.

Who is really there.
When the lights dim.
I don’t trust easily.
I bet It’s easier to see me cry,  then to see me give up.
I keep silent and just look out.
I see too much crooked smiles.
I turn my face in discontent.
I’m not content with foolishness.
I don’t accept to live with what I didn’t set out to find.
Too much times I put myself last.
A few steps from where I needed to be.
I wasn’t at my best.
But I know.
I can be a better me.
There’s always a chance to be the best.
With my last breathe I’m going to live.

Love Test.

You inspire everything good that comes out my mouth.
Our love is loud, abrupt and an outburst. It feels like a showcase to prove who loves each other the most.
It would be easy to let you win.
But, I like to challenge you.
Our bond is one above the rest.
I’ve been waiting for you all my life.

Love Not Coded.

Why does it have to be so hard to see you go ?
I question how unfair it is.
But, that doesn’t change the fact that you will be leaving.
Your face turned away from me.
As you walk away.
Tears just fall down my face.
I can’t see them.
But, I feel them.
It’s too soon.
I still have a lot to explore with you.
We are young and discovering love around this time is priceless.
I appreciate your company.
So much things I have to tell you.
I would do anything to hold you close to me.
To be honest.
I’ll say what ever I need too, in order to keep your company.
I can’t see you leaving me.
Not just yet ?
Who knows when or if I will see you again ?

My Nitche.

I found strength in spirituality.
God as my witness.
I will always do all I can to hold myself up in times that test my very being.
No failure.
No retaliation.
No grudges.
Just,
Purity,
Wisdom,
Justification.

The Thinkers Words

Is wealth worth the gritty feelings it brings with it ?
I wonder if I had all of my hearts desire, if then I will be content or happy ?
I want to be proud.
I want accountability.
So I question my desires and realistically try to find answers.
The end goals always seems to be a mystery.
But, every good mystery needs witty answers.

Known And Relevant.

Speaking of the heart is lucrative.
We are tempered to react to strong emotions.
It seems as if our movements are calculated and predictable, without our consent.
Whatever path we follow.
Our hearts always follow.

Two Sides And Flipped.

I lay on my mattress.
I am without a word to describe my present living condition.
Humble.
Rings too many bells for me.
Maybe, its because I hear it too much.
Then again, it might describe my life at this small segway.
Who really knows.
I just hope my words will inch me closer to enlightenment.

Bold Diamond.

The intense degrading reactions I get from knowing I didn’t work at my fullest potential, is worth shedding tears for.
I have to admitt I haven’t been the hardest worker.
I laid in silence and waited for my soul to speak.
I needed to find purpose in order to react.
I’m quite disciplined.
But, if my words are deep now.
Imagine how great I can be, when I give my all.