Meaningless Shapes
No combination of 26 symbols can explain reality.
Manmade words only display manmade reality.
No way to speak the truth I see.
The knowledge I have.
The lacking you walk with.
All you thought you knew is nothing.
Nothing compared to what you don't know.
I know.
I know you see constructed truth.
The box of safety.
Expectations.
Untruths.
I see the space you can't fill.
I see you want to breathe, breathe with me.
I see you, see me.
See me and I will show you.
Set your box aside first.
Set it away, out of reach. Pretend it gone.
'Cause once you know.
You can never not know.
God.
Universe.
Energy.
Truth.
It's inside you.
Not your box.
Words are not enough, we must see.
Truth is in the experience of the emotion.
Words will never be enough to explain the truth.
Manmade words only display manmade reality.
No combination of 26 symbols can explain reality.
Last Time
Words are not enough
To express what you have done
This isn't the first
But I swear it will be the last
I held on to you
Like you were my boat's strong mast
But you turned out to be
The sea that was killing me
I am done
With you and your games
Tricking me
Hurting me
I was foolish to believe
That you ever truly loved me
But this is it
This is where it ends
You have hurt me
For the last time
So for once
I'm looking out for me
And am saying
Goodbye
To you
And your treacherous
Deceitful
Painful lies
To the people I call home.
Faces blur and
foggy eyes
are a forecast
too well known,
when standing
here surrounded
by the people
I call home.
From you I’ve
learned so much
more than I ever did
in school,
and here, campfires
and poetry
became the newest
“cool”.
Together we walked
hand in hand,
and so together too
we fell -
rebuilt each other
piece by piece,
shook off the dust
of deeper wells.
I would tell you
that I’m grateful,
I would say
thank you if I
thought
that those words
could ever come
to know
this feeling of
distraught -
but in my time with
you and you with me,
I’ve learned
an awful lot
about how to say
goodbye,
and I now know it
to be tough.
And I can tell you with
all certainty, that
words are not enough.
Poison Laced Promises
Perfect promises flowing,
I swallow your alluring words
And regurgitate.
From this I infer
That you pour your perfect promises
And lace them with poison.
You put dreams in my head
And, yet, leave my heart broken.
So do not pour more promises
At my rebuff.
Your actions speak volumes.
Your words are not enough.
Don’t Hit On Twenty
Begin;
Supplied supplies rely on swapping dope for dolla bills.
Three times delinquent determine when brain blood spills.
Booming lightening strikes, after a flash of thunder.
Survival on the streets derive dealers to gunners.
Again;
Debt due don't dismiss, thus delinquency doubles, so dopey dope deviants best duck down and cover.
Definitely don't desire delivery of debtor's dead daughter to be discovered.
--The End--
Thrice is tough. The testable limits terminated, torrential teary eyes puff.
Bated to distinguish, no mere words are not enough.
Dealt a King with his Jack, but greed made him bust,
Now the King's cash is ash and the Joker's life is dust.
Kiss Me
Silence in my mouth,
A cacophony in my mind.
My perception is flawless,
But my heart has gone blind.
I'm not sure what I think,
But I know what I feel,
Panic wells in my chest
And turns me to steel.
I can't keep my mind
From falling out of my head
As the syllables bombard me
From words that he said.
I try to decipher
Why my smooth heart is rough;
A kiss brings the answer,
Because words aren't enough.
These Words
Words are not enough
To explain how I feel
When your eyes connect
To my own.
They can't express
The warmth that fills my chest
When you say my name.
It's hard to convey
How much I truly care
When your hand slides
Into mine.
The only words
That match this sensation
Is love and be loved.
But these words
Cannot explain
Just how much
You mean to me.