Relationships are incredibly hard — the platonic and romantic ones we have with others, and the one we have with ourselves. Too many relationships, especially the romantic types, end in sourness and hurt.
Through poetry, I am able to let out the pain of rejection, the confusion, and the bitterness. Poetry heals.
"What Do You Want?"
Do you really want to get to know me and how I'm feeling?
Split me apart tear me open rip me to my motherfuckin' core
Or, do you really wanna fuck me and get to fleeing?
So you tryin' to pry into the pools of my being?
Be sure, baby boy, don't come to me to explore
Do you really wanna get to know me and how I'm feeling?
Whatchu you doin' here, baby boy? What, you here sightseeing?
You wanna gaze into who I am and then what? You sure you'll want more?
Or, do you just wanna fuck me and get to fleeing?
My scars can't be kissed invisible, these deep insecurities your sweet strokes won't remedy
Don't plead to see me raw to enter my depths just to shrink, rethink, and then ignore
Do you really wanna get to know me and how I'm feeling?
I'ma need need you to bleed to hurt to work hard for me to understand my flames and get charred for me
This ain't no time to be lazy so I'ma need to know what it is you looking for
Or, do you just wanna fuck me and get to fleeing?
And what if I open to you? Share my soul show you what's inside, only for you to find me unappealing
I am too scared to submit to bliss to commit to this, I don't want no more
Do you really wanna get to know me and how I'm feeling?
Or, do you just wanna fuck me and get to fleeing?