Love

loves a b***h, loves a hoe ,love is something youd like to know
love is evil love is kind ,love is like a soothing song
that goes down my spine love is precious
love is blind love is on top of young peoples minds
in hopes to find someone with that one amazing song
love is pure love is tainted
love is something that cant be wasted
love is new love is old
love is something that cant be told love the person that loves you back
love that person who deals ever moment of you love aint just from the heart
but mostly from the soul love with all your heart
and all your soul and thats when youll know
you truly love them .

Life is too god damn depressing I cant do anything anymore without hearing more and more bad news from the big things like the on going war with endless rivers of blood being shed all over like someone who forgot to turn off the water hose to smallest of things of couples braking up over the littlest of things and their once strong friendship being torn apart like wrapping paper being torn apart on Christmas day .
Why cant things go back to the good old days were we laughed and played and didn’t think of anyone in any other way and that we were all equals and as we sat on the sidewalk sippin cartons of liquids filled with water, juice or milk. Someone please tell me what happen to those funny times where we kicked our feets in the gravel while crakin childish jokes and sticking our tongue through da pokas of our teeth and as we laughed so hard form that that our small tiny bladders couldn’t help but explode and join in on the laughter.
So tell me When did it all end when did Fun turn into ******** and sun turned into s**t and when did Cartons of liquids turn into coffins of dead solders bodies ? I remember fun was not texting someone five steps away just to say what are you up to, I remember back to a time were fun was running outside with friend and playing freeze tag and having to stand there for 5 min in that weird position while calling out someone unfreeze me ! And thinking deep in your head we thought hurry up b***h tag me so we can win and I can run free . Free of the endless possibilities free to dream any dream or love anyone I wanna love , without being shot down because my dream was too big to catch or that I my love wasn’t strong enough to keep hope alive for us or that my love isn’t right .
Where did it all go the times where we flew with the dragons or danced with the pixies or sat under the radiant moon with friends and just wondering? What is it like to be on the moon ? What would be like to see this planet we live on from the view fo the moon. Instead of counting down the last days of our life cause some doctor once said I got 2 weeks and 5 days left and at noon on march 25 that my untimely death will come very soon .
Life is so shot to waste your time with tryin to find how much time you have left . Cause I was told to live life to it fullest and live without regret but too work hard and achieve all my goals and don’t forget to have fun as life goes , so put down the computer and put away that phone drop all the video games and run into the endless unknown , go outside and run free with friends once again and never forget your childhood deep within

be there for him when hes all alone and wanting to know where hope can be found,
be there for her when shes left alone in a home where ghost may roam , for ghost are vengeful even in there own home , be there for the child who has never known love who was left alone by daddy and god dont cares if he crys , be there for the animal who is out on the street always roaming for food or if their going to make it past this week . Just be there for one another for love is there in the hearts of many and sometimes in the air

Night after night as children fell asleep when the orange-red moon went down and the bright blue moon came up you would lay your head on a pillow that was said to be made out of clouds .and as you closed your eyes and count to ten you would find yourself in a different land . A land full of dreams where anything is possible and there is no such thing as wrong only right a place where you are not judged for who you are or what you like , a place that you can create new dreams of things .where you thought of your future goals of what you wanted to be like A firefighter a doctor or better yet a rock star and it would give you hope . Hope that one day these dreams one day come true that one day you’ll be that perfect image of what you wanted to be

I have yet to know where to go or how to play this game
called life. To know what my true goal is and how to
attain it . If you have yet to know where this is about to go
then allow me to tell you this restless soul of mines is full of
imagenican and these words in my head flow though my
bodie and into my fingers so i am able to creat these
words i say .
I am a poet

What is a man ? There are too many ideas and thoughts of
a what real man is ? For some a man is only a man for how
many chicks he picks up in a night or how many shots of
whiskey he can take before he becomes on cousions to the
fact of drunkness . But to most a man is a male that takes
care of the things that they are responsible for...if they have
a child and/or wife, they provide for their family first...if they
don't have a wife/kids, then they take care of their
community, family, friends, and do everything that they are
suppose to do on a mature responsible level...that being a
man has nothing to do with sexual
preferences, physical or mental handicaps or anything.

Life . . . Life is like a endless game where we just go
through s**t just to progress in this ever lasting game
frame where the levels are always changing and it
practically mean nothing for you gain nothing exciting
from it like magic powers or badass weapons like you
see in those video games of final fantasy or world of
warcraft but is known as (wow) and mp does not
really exist so have fun tryin to ******** summon fyths
from off the ground to help you go from town to town
to full fill your missions. And im pretty sure if life were
a game there would be a slight decresse of sucides
and a incresse amount of death due to the fact of pvp
battles or player vs. player fights cause you know we
gotta see hows more badass I mean im a

They say a picture is worth a thousand words , so if I were to draw you a picture of the things I was put through from the start of high school , would the picture be able to tell you the pain ive been through the things I had to see and the things I had too face as being a bi teen in this on going conflicting world of religion vs. science and had to do the most hardest of things in my life so far ? would the 10x10 picture really be able to tell you how in only 1000 words on how I felt when I first fell in love with him and the things I had gone through for him and because of him , would it even be able to show and tell you my thoughts of suicide as I would cry and cry my self to sleep every single night of my life for no reason at all other then felling of rejected and being a outcast for everything that we have today ,I know I know a 1000 words is a lot to say but a thousand words can only describe what happened in the beginning of ones day , and a thousand words would never be able to describe to you the full story of something , only a part of the whole picture . For me I would have to draw you 1000 pictures because it would take a million words to describe to you the full story and because life life its self is more then just 1000 words it is more then a million words . To try and create one picture that is able to tell what happened in ones life in high school it would be dificaled and confusing for you’ll have many things going on all at once from friends taking a knife and stabbing you in the back to people in the back selling musubi that look like they selling crack .No one picture is able to tell you the full story of ones life in high school . But with the 1000 words that that 10x10 picture might tell you it will only be words like beauty amazing badass outgoing and mother funcken different .

How do you cope ... Tell me how do you ******** cope with something that gave you ******** hope!? Do you pick up that smoke and
act like nothing happen act like all this is one huge ******** up dream? Or do you grab that glass bottle night after night prayin to god
tht he didn't only son tht god didn't take your once straight son and make him gay and tht it's cause of some higher power tht made
him this way?!? Or do you grab the blakent of your once little girl and cry your self to sleep night after night knowin that ur once little
girl isn't just into boy but boys and girls.? Or are you goin treat them like s**t toss them out to the ice cold world ? Push them away
as if there was never your once little boy or girl ?

Rain drops they speak the most silent pain I have ever known , the pain of being alone , and that rain drop drips and softly pops
and with that small soft pop that calls for help , help to be noticed to be found to be loved . I was once a small silent rain drop that
driped and popped , night after night I would open my window and crawl out to my roof and sit in the pouring rain for they are the only ones that knows my pain
The pain of falling in love but not a girl but yes falling in love with a boy . But before you call me gay

Thank you Arigato gozaimasu danke mahalo , Theses words all mean one thing ONE THING but are spoken by different tongues around
the world., when was the last time we stopped and said Thank you to someone for something so small that they did, I know I try to tell
people thank you for the smallest thing that they did for me like saying hi, we take s**t for granted and hell and so this poem is more about
thanks then ******** you with a smile now .So thank you to those people I know from all over that know me for me and that s**t I can be .
A brother A friend a gamer a b***h a ******** but mostly a person .Thanks to my brothers who arnt related to me through blood but through our hearts

as one who makes me feel like a guy even though I feel ******** gay inside , got my back when i stay falling down, are so bad a** even though they think their plain out simple, they are apart of me and Ill try not to let them down. And Thanks to my sisters who too are related through the heart that well all act as one . Thanks to them for being a friend and making me feel straight when im BI on the inside , giving me hope when hope is not alive

one of those times when i thank god im single so i dont feel like my life is a film where there is always bs coming my way but then i wish
i was in a relationship so that nights when its cold i have reason to hope that tomorrow the sun will shine and warm me.So be happy
that you is single for you dont have to worry about love and be happy your in a relationship cause you have someone that reminds you life is worth it

Im in love with the idea of love more then I ever loved anyone in particular,So I shall raise my standards high into to the sky so that I may never fall down and fall in
love ever again , so that I may never be one to have someone steal my heart from me again just by passing me by and saying such soothing words to make me melt in
their hands. I don’t mind not having a boyfriend or a girlfriend and going on dates night after nights under the radiant moon and sparkling lights or holding hands or
knowing that I am loved by someone time and time again . Cause ive been through hell and back because of one thing ONE THING CHANGED everything from
being up here to being down here and this one thing was love . My heart was stolen because I feel in love with my best friend and well I have to say “HE” was awesome .