Gosh Your Poetry Is So Nice And You Express Yourself So Lyrically!

Love ,

or is it destruction ,

We crave for love ,

For that special touch,

Even if it means our souls get broke along the way,

But why do we allow someone to crush us,

For the sake of that hug,

Or tender touch ,

Is it love we are craving ,

Or the feeling of need ,

Like a baby seed,

Being nourished until it reaches full growth,

Is that growth ,

when we finally realise ,

We no longer need to be loved ,

Coz the only love we need,

Is self love,

To grow from the arms that wrapped us so tight,

Is it time for me to final breath,

Is it suffocation of our soul,

And we only crave because we lost the touch,

To Mother Earth.

@trueemotions91

Why did you leave me on the cross roads,

Cold and alone,

With a thousand thoughts creating a storm.

You left me in the darkest skies,

my coldest hour ,

Did it make you feel better ?

To know I was breaking,

Under your footstep .

Pressure after pressure,

As you watched me shatter

But it didn’t matter.

If you were true , You thought you could piece

Me back together

With glue .

But never the same

And now your ashamed

Because the damaged you caused

Is clear .

Warning - I’m not sure if some people will take this I’m ignorant which I’m far from , just easiest way for me to explain a voice in my head so please do not take it personal anyone ! Just enjoy !

Lost young soul ,

Life is low , life is high ,

We have to just ride the tide. ❤️

The biggest challenge in life

Is learning to live , with the voice inside ,

Sometimes he roars and sometimes he whispers,

He’s trapped inside

Constantly taking you on a mad ride

It’s your call to reply

But before you do

Just listen

To what he is speaking

He may drive you crazy and make you hate

Every aspect of life ,

But their is a message hidden deeper then your imagantion ,

But the voice is they for a reason

Even if invisible on the other side

It’s the man inside

trying to make you recognise

I know you want it to go and he won’t shut up

But please just go with the flow

Don’t think the words that are going Through your head

Are a representation of yourself ,

Thats way to far , even for his control ,

That voice is a reckoning

The only way your inside can get you to listen to your true calling

Maybe not in the words you need

But this is where you have to be smart

Our brains are dangerous

The damage is strong

As no other can hear the song ,

He may play you some fucked up lullabies

And make tears come into your eyes

But I promise that’s not you breaking

That’s your soul accepting ,

The voice is usually your own well being ,

Calling for some help , from deep within yourself ,

He is nothing to be scared of

He is invisible , a voice all alone ,

But you can’t let him take control,

You have the power to show him differ ,

befriend that voice in your head ,

make him work for his chatter

we were born wild and free but

our imagantion always runs quicker

then our own two feet ,

So sometimes you need to breathe , it’s all just a release

Its a craft , and once you make the art ,

That voice won’t be a burden, he will be working on your behalf .

@trueemotions91

You reading this

Promise me

One thing

In life don’t give up

Never check the competition on the other shoulder

Always breathe and just get stuck in

The thicker the better

Don’t let anyone make you feel worthless

Poisonous people only do this

Don’t never go in with your eyes closed

Always make sure they are wide

Don’t get stuck in the gossip

Take a seat back and be the listener

Your be amazed what you hear ,

When your hurting ,

Please just scream,

Don’t let it burden you ,

I’m here,

When you want to cry,

Let it stream,

Tears are free ,

So don’t let it burn you out

from inside out ,

Believe me when I say,

Your brain is a weapon for all,

But mainly for yourself ,

So don’t let it take control,

Remember it’s your body in the line ,

Don’t let the voices roar ,

If they do, scream right back at them

Coz them bitches should be in line with your core,

When your happy ,

Enjoy,

And when your sad

Just remeber the man who shook your hand ,

Without a penny to his name ,

Yet he still has a plan,

Every single being here has a path,

And when it gets tough

Just know that’s the worse ,

The only way is up baby,

So please just breathe ,

And no it’s just the path

To make your journey on earth

Complete .

@trueemotions91

Always told

I won’t make any gold

With my long life goals,

But they underestimated me

As my goals only consist

Of happy and health,

Not having my pockets lined of coins

I’d rather have a heart of joy,

A pocket full of sweet memories

For the world to see, Is enough for me ,

Riches are nothing

If my eyes are cold

Blinded by the pound sign

can’t see my path is clearly written for me ,

I don’t need brands attached to me

I’m a brand of my own

no one can copy track me

Even when I’m buried in the ground

You still couldn’t even come close

To the place I call home

My memories would make you realise

What a lie yours is.

@trueemotions91

Fuckin crazy in this house of mine

Kids always fighting

Mothers always screaming

A war against 9

Yet love in the air

Open my eyes

To a war game

Trying push them

In there own direction

Forced eyes wide open

Mouths are all gawping

My brains fucking screwing

While next doors knocking

To a crazy noise

Of just heartache

But in the end it’s going be

Allright

Coz it’s where I call home

Its where my flowers grow

From the floor to the ceiling

I’m crawling

While the kids are scribbling

I’m kneeling

Praying to Jesus for some strength

To just catch my breath .

@trueemotions91

Hey handsome ,

Stood over there,

Looking all bare ,

I want to excite you,

So please don’t stare

I’ll take you places

You never knew were there,

I’ll teach you about my land

Just allow my hand,

I’ll take the rest from there.

Ready to explore

To learn my law?

@trueemotions91

I was lost

In a plot

Of my own fucked up emotions

No one to help me

No one ever understood

I was called a crazy bitch

Forced in a ditch

To dig myself out of

While the soil crumbled under each finger tip

Still they called me a crazy bitch

Coz I was fighting this shit

All just watched and laughed

Like a bunch of crazed clowns

To my head shut them out

I cried and screamed

Believe me I fucking did

My eyes have never cried

As the tears ain’t my sin

It’s just the opening

Of this tin I’m trapped in

The cuts were a release

Each time I dug my nails deep in

Was a understanding of the place I was laying

Each fall

I pulled harder

No matter how much they call me a crazy bitch

I am getting out of this ditch

They forced me in .

@trueemotions91

I see the sun, I see the sand , I see the sea, but I can't see the air .

I can see all that's beautiful around me.

But you no what I can't see .

The thing that keeps me alive !!

And that's the distraction in life !!

We are surrounding by beauty, ugliness , and everything far and between .

But do those things really bother me ??

Where's my twisted feelings , my emotions when they run high, the 1000 words that race through my head every night !!!

But why ? Cant I see these in front of me!!

If these were on show they wouldn't be a distraction it's my lifelong goals !!

These are the main yet they kept locked away ... tightly secure inside my brain... The things we can see , touch, feel , smell are distractions in my way!!

Why can't the things that matter be so easy to reach and grab!!

To put all that matters out on a table would be a lifelong puzzle but that puzzle is my goal in life it's the only thing on this earth that's been made just for me!!!

So when you see that beautiful flower blossoming don't make it a distraction , make it a reality and amend it on your perception to alter what it divides your own path to!!!

Love is a powerful word

Yet slightly absurd

To give someone your all

Yet not got the strength

To put what you have

Into yourself

Its extraordinary

How we work like that

Is that human error

Or just a self flaw.

@trueemotions91