Thursday, July 28, 2011

Adore You.


I'll pick a fight to question your loyalty, I'll press your buttons because I adore you.
I'm just a girl in the corner.
Holding her heart in her hand, care to join her?
So many others have been in this corner before.
What makes you different?
What makes you loyal?
Are you here to stay?
If not you can leave just as fast as you came.
Ordained.
Like lost souls, in Norway.
Stay.
Don't leave me tonight.
Yes.
I'll pick a fight.
I'll question your loyalty.
I'll press your buttons.
Yes me, yes i, adore y o u.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Poet Feature, Maurice Wagoner!



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Excerpt from his work!:

.....Will yu live to see the success once you've let ya sht bubble
Or get knocked n pray that ur judge is more subtle
But hes probably rich so he doesnt care bout ya struggle
He dont c yu tryna make it n a place where nobody love you
Rarely notice ur changin even tho yu choose to stay humble
Yu keep yo sht movin and dnt let bs get above you
Distracted by envy and hoes dat swear dey love you
They'll praise yu n tell yu theyll neva put anotha above u
Then run n go tell ya secrets wit ur enemies n dey huddle
Das y i keep sht on QT ..phone tappers cnt hear me mumble
Cuz a lifetime of crime is still a lifetime of trouble....

Thursday, July 21, 2011

2:04

At 2:04 i yearn for more.
My mind in a candy store.
Musical ellipsis.
Roll it up, light the blunt, hit this.
Inspiring fiction.
Work of art.
Melons.
Honeydew.
Paint.
On top of you....
A score to settle.
A heart to melt.
Kissed by the sun.
I've come undone.
Wanna go to sleep but my eye lids are wide open.
Preconceived notion.
I didn't come for love but now my heart is no longer frozen.

Intricate Labyrinthine.

Intricate labyrinthine.
Come get your fix, you addict.
Its nothing more complicated than this.
But yet i still want to taste it.
Feel your embrace.
Later on erase it.
On a path to nowhere.
I still get comfortable and let down my hair.
Anywhere,
As far as now the future doesnt exist here
But yet i'm here pretending its bliss.
Getting way too comfortable with this.
This, it, us, are all vague
They have no meaning now, but they all require faith.
But broken promises end up hurting hearts.
Indecisiveness confuses the brain.
Actions require lead-way.
It's so easy to tell another person to walk away.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Depreciated Value

Depreciated value.
What price are you?
I've been tampered and prepackaged, No frozen food.
I envy my youth.
Everything was so easy.
Depreciated value.
Being appreciated used to be easy.
But that's before the young in me gave my heart willingly, easily.
Depreciated value.
Do you know your worth
It's impossible to love without being hurt
Silverware set, tables turn.
Yet we yearn for more
Being greedy purchasing off brand food at the grocery store.
Depreciated value.
I guess i don't mind getting scanned and bagged once more.