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Found Me Through Adversity


finding my sanity in deviance

even my ignorance is ignorant

young & dumb

i felt so numb

i just wanted you there

when i needed someone

yet you pushed me away

and even when i wanted to stay

cons outweighed the pros

hard times, no one knows

trying to grow

even through your suppression

people thought they knew

but i always kept ‘em guessing

-never stressing-

through all the bullshit, i never quit

even though you doubted me

i still gave it my best

even though you tried to hold me back

i still finished before the rest

now that i’m grown—out on my own

been that way since 16

found out early all i got is me

that’s the way it’s been

& how it’s always gonna be—-

i found me through all the adversity

never stopping despite your lack of faith in me

i found me through adversity

stronger now than i ever thought i could be

I write…


write anyways…drafts and finals are in the works…write anyways…you can edit, re-edit, and edit some more…but write ANYWAYS…moral: just write…because you can edit what you write…but you can’t edit a blank page…

Maybe Tomorrow


If I had a second, maybe two, maybe I’d be able to explain how I feel about you. I don’t get how you can’t see it yet it’s as obvious as if the sun were missing. Maybe tomorrow…

It feels like we are just going through the motions; I could lean in to hold you, or act like I don’t even know you; seems like you don’t even notice. Seems you could care less either way. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day…

If I had the power I’d keep you forever, just here with me. Yet it wouldn’t be right because here’s not where you wanna be. Yeah, it’s that obvious; hiding things isn’t your specialty. How do I deal? I think maybe tomorrow it’ll be real.

I keep it all in—I don’t express it even when it hurts. I don’t want to be a burden. I don’t wanna be second best, next best, I’d rather be your all and nothing less. Yet every tomorrow you show it best.

I should’ve never let you lie to me. You love me but you don’t and that’s the harsh reality. I have to be the grown one in this thing—no more waiting on tomorrow. Tomorrow is never guaranteed to make me happy.

Mystery’s Daughter: Prologue


As the gusts of wind began to blow stronger; as he stood there with his arms crossed, frozen tears trickling down the sides of his face, he knew he would never see her again. He looked to the heavens, hoping she was looking down upon him and that she knew how much she was missed and dearly needed. He just couldn’t bear to suffer this pain alone; his daughter had been taken at a very young age, possibly never to return; now, his wife has passed, practically from a broken heart. Natural causes…what does that even mean? He knew what it meant; it meant simply that she couldn’t hold on any longer without her only daughter there by her side. He wondered if he could suffer alone; or would he be the next in the family to leave this cruel and unjustified world. He wondered. As he opened the front door, looking up to the heavens one last time; he swore he saw a cloud of light shine through the misty cold rain…he walked inside to warmth. Unfolding his arms, he looked around his house: empty…cold…hard. There was no sign of solace coming soon…he waited for what seemed like an eternity before moving from the spot he stood when he first walked back inside. I can do this. I must do this. Otherwise, their deaths are in vain. With that thought, he staggered to his room…tired and brokenhearted. Lying down on his plush, pillow-top comforter, he dozed off to sleep in the house he refused to call home with the ones he loved so dearly missing from the picture.

I’ll Always Love You

as tears fill my eyes and this lump builds in my throat
i’m constantly overthinking, rereading the words I wrote
how could i have been so stupid
how could i have been so blind
to question your motives, like you haven’t been here all the time
down from day one, never giving reason to question you
yet it’s hard to be ‘just friends’ if the love is true
‘friends & lovers’ can make it through
but i love you too much to be just friends with you
it may seem selfish, but i don’t want just half of you
i want it all or nothing at all
people make time for what they want
“this is just temporary”, you said…
“i still love you”, you said…
but your actions show me otherwise
some things are better left unsaid
if you don’t mean it, keep it
i don’t need to hear it…
it’s starting to make a lot more sense
it’s slowly getting clearer as the fog disappears from my vision
no longer obscured, i finally see
maybe, after all, we’re not really meant to be
right when i think i’ve found it
that’s when it turns around
you knew how to do it right
but you decided to make this change
so don’t get mad if i walk away
the freedom you’ve given me
holding on, i tried…
maybe it’s best if i just admit it & say goodbye…
i’m done wasting time
both yours and mine
i don’t know what this means for you
but i know what it means for me
breaking these chains of confusion, i’m done waiting
i refuse to be a last resort, a second best
i deserve to be someone’s everything and nothing less
it’s gonna hurt, true
but my heart will thank me, for this is for the best
admitting i was wrong for loving you
moving on and doing what i need to do
i guess this is goodbye
despite the fact i’ll always love you…

Implied Psychology

Inclined to date the ones mirroring our inner selves
Does that mean we’re assholes for the ones we let in?
Does that mean we’re stupid for the lack of intelligence we seek?
Does that mean we’re truly not as good as we think?
Everyone has a soul mate, so we’re told
There’s someone for everyone, the lie that’s sold
Inclined and drawn to the ones that mirror you
So if you date a retard, does that mean you’re one too?
So what really does it mean?
All this implied psychology…
Deeper than some will ever know…
Deeper than most care to grow…


Your malignity of our identity is quivering/ We witness the complexity regularly/ diminishing our involvement/ our citizenry/ United States is China’s queen/ the government left hanging ever so strangely/ Obama v Romney for the campaign of the century/ for the acme they were battling/ Obama’s win an uncertainty/ yet as Romney deemed unequivocally untrustworthy/ Changes proposed/ yet promises disposed/ got in office and became a global joke/ like the American people in its entirety/ believing everything so gullibly/ wake up and smell the coffee/ stop subscribing to their stupidity… /believing everything so gullibly/ the American people in its entirety

Letting go

letting go is the hardest thing to do
especially when you don’t want to
but how do I keep holding on
when it’s practically dead
some things are better left unsaid
so I’ll keep these feelings to myself
let this (& you) go and begin the healing process
somehow I knew it’d come to this
despite the unexpectedness
shocked, a little, not much
gotta admit, nonetheless, I’m gonna miss ‘us’….