Speak Easy The Life of A Poet is to be UnConformed Very Blessed by the Prominent Notions that Pain is Pleasurable Because to be Forced is undeniably Displeasure I see Many, Most Completely Unaffected but others I Pitty their Insensitivity as i Bleed on the Pavement A Journey on a Path Beaten & Broken To Wander .. To Stay to Chose Battles Bigger then Our Most Shameful Insecurities That is Victory Taking Bullet Tears into The Heart & Going Down with a Sincere Smile to be aware that the Closest thing to Perfection is the Hardest to Accept & Understanding means Looking at Truth & saying I am a Liar & a Thief Acknowledging that Us .. means , Unified Containing Emotions is Wrong & Indignant but we No Were to Strong to face the Ugly that we Keep Hidden away From The World & friends, We We only Allow to see what we are Comfortable with & We Dont want to know each others Pain because then We Might Feel & Feeling .. thats Just to human I dont want to Fit into ur Cookie Cutter Mold of Acceptable I do Not Accept this Titanium Illusion of Strength I Want to Look Pain Directly in the Eyes & I Want To Say thank You for Allowing me to Have Gratitude The Greatest Gift of all is Humility Its thoes Defining Moments that teach of Common decency & these are words that I use because I Know their power & I Set Aside from them But then again what do i Know Im not Fortune Teller My Crystal ball is Only A Mirror I shattered many life times ago & im Tired but I keep Pushing on into the Great unknown their is A very lage back Drop in Mostly all of My Poems & that is of Romances that have Transformed me & of all the Wrongs Done to me They diid something Right in the Disobedience of their own Hearts & that would be Teaching me That Compassion is A Tool & I am the Co Creator of my own Happiness & that @ 25 years of Age is Have Managed to Make Myself My Small little world is Filled with Adventure , Passion & Adversity I Travel Never being Hooked Down by anyone of Thing or person Single & Ever so Slightly Lonesome Misunderstood .. by Humor is a Deflector For the Torment that Reaches me at the end of each Evening I Dance with My dreams & Sing in my Silence I want what Most Deni To Hold I Seek the Answers We Sweep Under the Rug & Ask For what We shut down as Unconventional The Dirty Little Secrets that Eat away at our Moral Stature I want that, & i want it all because its Authentic its Absolutely Essential To me As A Writer To be Aware of the Shadow Before Dawn Breaks Light I Speak Easy on Easy On Heavy Subjects
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