Cabres

I sit here, cheek clenched between teeth Knowing well, and fully such, that I can barely communicate with you No, it's not that I still currently lack the formidable ability to construct words Neither is my memory as gaping with as many holes as soap opera plots It's merely the factor that contacting you results in drooped expressions & exasperated eye rolls I know that is the case, even with as many years as my numerological basis You've no knowing of how taxing it feels to know what I feel with no chance to heal Emotionally and conscious ego-wise, I've lost more than most would deem enough to cast off any chance of recovery Yet, here I am,

While standing here, staring into the eyes of my reflection I notice the flaws, yet pause the thought of you not finding glee So filled with hope that truth has likely steered with misdirection Though, I'd be stumped by belief of you not wanting me No, I do not state that in the aim of projecting overconfidence I mention it in the vein of us being a we Because future views beholds all of the things I want to see And, it ringingly dawns on me like a microwaveable instance Even in that same approach, sometimes I snack often Yet, true to test, I can confess that only upon what you'll deliver I'll feast Not destructively, which would induce hea

Starting out the gate, I'm left to face the me which is myself I accept the honesty without any forcefulness requiring me to need help... I am a pebble in the pond A body of water that connects to a larger source… …only when the greater rain brings forth it's presence I am a speck from a gigantic boulder A magnificent piece of solidarity… …that which allows for pieces to break free and show what they can be I am a substance from the earthly portions of Earth A portion of the marvelous source that marvels… …all whom witness casts doubts and then form shame that such was stored ...and I store enough

With tears in my eyes, blocking the vision from being fully focused I stare Not towards anything in particular, nor towards nothing Towards where I care Try as I might, I actually feel like my hands are mildly shackled Though not painfully done, I still feel my will bruised as if it was tackled I damn sure do not state this to cause a disturbance Neither is it mentioned to stir up annoyance I state it as surely as I inhale air I'm sorry I love you I need your forgiveness Sure, we can say that time has ticked itself towards the new beats of the day We can even mention that the possibilities of it backwards ticking is fantasy-driven Though, wha

Love is the deliverer of the truth The destroyer of the false Love brings in the new And erases the teary streaks of the old Love lets you stand tall even when surrounded by the dead Pushes you to not give up on what you would rather have instead Of that life, those problems, that loneliness and those doubts Love is that mountain of truth Love lets you find out who you are If it isn't love, then you ask yourself "Should I fight for this?" How strange How so confusingly filled with understandable foolishness But, love brings in life So, it is impossible to be caught dead in love Or, maybe these words only speak for me Maybe my eyes are closed

You make me see myself Not with dreadful doubt and regret But, with actual sight viewing the subject completely I previously asked you to complete me Not with those actual words, but ones that issue respect And, I hoped to also issue you help With all that you believed yourself capable of You are far greater than you even attempt to credit yourself to be Not speaking in financial terms, but terms of actuality Yes, you survived from being only viewed as a living casualty I know that your most phenomenal dreams are not dwelling in the realm of impossibility Without the weight of doubt trudging you from reaching the above Like a prophetic messia

I held The hopeful look in your eyes From fading away to tear waste You have The complete point of my life In your hands as if we bartered I don't dare remove your grasp You're the reason why I have last-ed Please don't dare question why I dwell In a place where words can not tell That I hold true To the point from you And, I move through The darkness to skies that's blue I give The reasons that you need Though you doubtfully don't believe You get The parts of me that can succeed Because the wastes I did outwardly bleed Now, I stand without harboring regret And, I prove that there's reasons why I won't forget That I hold true To the point

How long must it take until I am finally closer? I place hopes where they stand behind lines, waiting to be set to life The wishes that I casted into the world seems to have found new owners Those tears that I shed might not be the last ones, just the final ones for misfortune as there won't be cloners I lap my determination around the possibility of my dreams, my family, my kids and my wife I was tempted by death throughout my life, and when I was able to receive it I said, "No, sir!" Stuck firmly by that like I knew that my life held meaning Wished that I wouldn't have stumbled to properly acquiringly realized my purpose So, instead of hous

I place my foot upon your throat I land my other one right at your waistline The slope comes and I am streaming down Going where I thought I'd be damned to see And, with flames streaking from me, I might be Heading down for the A...... b...... y...... s...... s...... The scenes flare as they pass by I spot the spaces where I spent my life Joys and pain; tears and cheers All a part of the pieces that pushed me All to show me the ways that I absolutely couldn't be I grind my heel deep in where a belt would lie Grit my teeth as I head beyond the reasons why Going deeper and further Traveling where so few have heard of A...... b...... y...... s..

From the chamber of your mind To a shot from your eyes Sprinkled with your words that cut through I glance at you Not taken in by surprise Nor befuddled over what my vision finds Curves that cut through shells like a celebrated katana Agingly youthful as if time moves yet stands still for you In a moment that goes from a split second to forever's older sibling I bask in the pleasure of spending time in some form of communication that you have given I would say that I would die and come back just to have you smile, but you know that to be true Unquestionably, I would feast upon any damned trouble that deared bother you as if I was pirhana Your