Bitterness

Come away with me you fool

I'll be your oasis

From the hot I give you cool

Take rest in me, don't be a tool

Cuz' I offer you bliss

You really don't know your needs

I can understand you

In you I will sow my seeds

I know that you will hear my pleads

And you will love me too

Your love is so valuable

And I will pay the price

My whole self is maluable

Though this makes hearts vunerable

I don't even think twice

You have come for me at last

But I feel I'm nervous

You're spell over me has cast

You have forgotten what was our past

I am but your service

You will leave me in the dust

Knee deep in this regret

"Please don't leave," you say you must

Was this love or just simply lust

I've loved you since we met

I, your's from the very start

Put my heart on the line

Gave myself, I gave my heart

In my life you have played your part

But you were never mine

NO MORE HASTE.

Let's take some time

And rewind

Slow it down

Take off my frown

The sky bends low

With me in toe

To chase it

To face it

Hurried days

Stressed out ways

Push me deep

Low I steep

Night, it falls

Trapped by walls

Push to learn

But yet to yearn

For sun to shine

A breeze in line

And time to waste

No more Haste

Savor and taste

This time to waste

NO MORE HASTE.

stop.

breathe.

Feed me with music, I will live for a life time

Play to me, and only me

I breathe you in, open I take you

Give me one or play me three

My eyes are closed, but I can see

I fade away in the silence

Feed me with music, forever

Each note has been my guidance

And I, not the same since

I move with your expressions

Let ring your sad accents

These, your musical confessions

Cleaning all of your transgressions

Gliding Across Still Waters

I hold two lilies in my grasp

Both attract with sweet aroma

To keep the two would be my lapse

Yet love lulls me into a coma

I, immobilized by near rejection

Forget about the ones I hold

They, fooled by my deception

Time grows hot and I go cold

In haste, I decide your fate

I second guess my selection

Though I shouldn't let you wait

You still both have all of my affection

To the one I do not choose

My memory will go on fading

There's not a thing that you will lose

When I leave the water we've been wading

I set you into seas of open

I watch as your heart saunters

Release you to feel real emotion

You glide across still waters

The Art of Loving

I am but a seed

Freshly planted in the soil

Give me what I need

And never will I spoil

I'll be devoted, I'll be loyal

I am but a seed

I've been planted in your heart

Hoping this shall lead

To the learning of our part

As lovers and as art

I am but a seed

Take my hand and I'll grow

Bud, blossom, and bead

My vibrance will I show

And the world will finally know

Driftin'

I dreamt that I was free from judgments

Free from time, and free from me

Free to make all of my adjustments

Free to linger, free to see

I dreamt that I was off from danger

Closed my eyes and leapt to shelter

I am my own, I am a stranger

Freed from all my helter- skelter

I dreamt that I now lay awake

Filled with hurt and rolling tears

No medicines that I can take

Lay in wait, with all my fears

Releasing it.

I hate it when I remember

That feeling that's so familiar

I hate it when I see your face

And think of all of my disgrace

I hate it when I see your car

And feel the pain that is my scar

I hate it that you went away

And that I couldn't ever make you stay

I hate it that I gave my heart

Why'd I ever let it start

I hate it when I hate what's me

I hate it worse when you can see

I am my decision.

A sweet, intense longing spouts out from within me.

Pushing towards a purpose, and pouring to my validation.

It trickles down, hitting the ground, and I crumble to it.

Falling in the out pouring of mine own self. I am consumed. I am submerged in my own sense of destitution.

Drowning in a sense of emptiness, I am wet with broken promise and soaked in unfulfilled dreams.

I am my own hatred and my own discontent.

I lay immersed in myself, and I am longing.

I am wishing.

I am my memories.

I am mine own deprecation.