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    Whiskey Words & a Shovel I

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    I was holding on

      to nothing

      I’ll dig deeper.

      the parts seen and unseen

      the portions of you that require me

      to dig deeper

      appreciating every inch

      of your existence

      there are several layers to a woman

      and some men are simply stuck

      on the surface

      but I’d like to learn you

      discover my rightful place

      within your mind and heart

      allow it and we’ll begin

      see I’m no longer who I was before

      my mind under construction

      growing closer to completion

      as I transition to a place

      where I’ll have the opportunity

      to explore you

      and hold on to everything

      that those before me

      were willing to walk away from

      I’d like to love every part of you

      that those in your past were too blind

      to acknowledge

      the parts within you

      that they failed to appreciate

      allow me

      no fun.

      drugged by the culture

      you struggle to fit in places

      where you don’t belong

      you struggle to understand people

      who don’t deserve your effort

      innocence robbed

      by the party scene

      loud music

      drinks flowing

      surrounded by all these people

      and yet you still feel alone

      you’re only here

      because your friends

      wanted to go

      in fantasy.

      that’s the problem

      you’re living in a fantasy

      that involves him being

      more than he actually is

      you’re in love with a dream

      that will never become a reality

      because he refuses to be

      the man you deserve

      genuine love.

      love me when things are bad

      love me when the storm arrives

      love me when I’ve lost all hope

      love me through my imperfections

      willing.

      the heart is broken

      but the heart is still willing

      and that’s what makes you strong

      the essence.

      sweetheart

      you’re a star

      never apologize

      for burning too bright

      wet Marie.

      with two fingers

      a few strokes

      she began to overflow

      and I was willing to drown

      for her

      demolish temptation.

      she knew I was taken

      she knew I was in love

      she offered up herself

      but I declined, I said no

      see, pussy can only sway

      a weak man

      strong men refuse to stray

      my love for my lover

      is so much stronger

      than anything anyone else

      could ever offer me

      more.

      she’s not easily impressed

      shallow compliments

      have no meaning

      it takes a bit more work

      to flatter her

      she needs more

      she deserves more

      2:30 a.m.

      I think the heartbreak

      changed the temperature

      of my heart

      your lies became more like bricks

      which I used to build this wall

      the barrier that sheltered my heart

      and kept my love safe

      was also the very thing

      that kept new love

      from getting in

      the whiskey fights.

      I yelled because I actually cared

      I only argued with you

      because I gave a fuck

      and now I’m silent

      nothing left to say

      no more fight in my heart

      this is when you should worry

      more consistency.

      I demanded consistency

      and you consistently destroyed

      the best parts of me

      I guess I should have been

      a bit clearer

      about what I was asking for

      alone now.

      no one wants to be alone

      and so they find themselves

      in the company of someone

      who makes them feel lonely

      there is loneliness

      in being with the wrong person

      the brave.

      she wore her scars within

      beneath her skin

      and you’d never know

      her pain

      as she’s chosen not to complain

      being hurt, being silent

      having courage as she fights

      through it alone

      so much strength in a woman

      so much strength within you

      inconsiderate.

      young woman

      do not compromise yourself

      for someone who refuses

      to do right by you

      overly entitled.

      a lot of men feel like

      they deserve everything

      from a woman

      who deserves more

      or someone better

      I wonder.

      what happened to actually

      making an effort

      for the woman who

      continues to prove

      that she has your best interest

      at heart

      the good man.

      I care about a woman’s

      experience when she’s with me

      I care enough to ensure

      that being with me

      feels easy and secure

      how could you not care

      about the impression you leave

      with the woman you’re with

      love and excuses.

      love should have never

      been a reason

      to hold on to someone

      incapable of loving you

      many devils.

      but sweetheart

      you’re an angel

      don’t let these devils

      undress you

      the nights.

      each night

      the same old shit

      you wait up for a call

      that’ll never come

      while he misses out

      on the opportunity to speak to you

      I know it’s hard

      feeling the way you do

      I know you’re restless

      lying in bed

      while reading this book

      but remember the next few lines

      in this piece

      you are strong, intelligent

      you are worth it, you are beautiful

      and you deserve so much more

      than you have allowed and accepted

      July ’15.

      I once heard that the tongue

      gives life

      and so I spoke into her

      flames within.

      there are flames

      within my soul

      so deep where no water

      can reach me

      and I continue to burn

      I enjoy the sensation

      even though it hurts like hell

      pieces of peace.


      it’s amazing

      the way your broken

      gives me peace

      you’ve been hurt

      and yet

      you’re still able

      to make me feel whole

      without judgment

      I accept you as you are

      scars and all

      imperfections visible

      you’re still beautiful to me

      a search for love.

      so many angels

      are going through hell

      in search of love

      dating demons

      temporary highs.

      you were only meant to be

      temporary

      I wish I knew this before

      I spoke you into my future

      the slow death.

      slowly, death crept up behind me

      and as my grip got tighter

      holding on to you

      was killing me

      the book of ashes.

      together we wrote the book

      on our relationship

      and tonight I’ll burn the pages

      deserving more.

      you always end up trying

      to please someone

      who isn’t even satisfied

      with themselves

      you’re constantly searching

      for a love within someone

      who doesn’t even value themselves

      you’ve been wasting your time

      holding on to someone

      who doesn’t truly care about

      keeping you

      the great wall.

      maybe she built that wall

      in front of her heart

      in order to save herself

      from the pain she’s become familiar with

      maybe she’s protecting her heart

      from anyone not willing to climb

      that wall

      to claim the love

      which she refuses to give away

      so easily

      into the chaos.

      I followed my heart

      and it led me straight

      into the chaos you always were

      I nearly lost my damn mind

      the lines.

      there’s just something

      about her

      the type of high my mind craves

      she’s the feeling of late nights

      after hours on Fridays

      she’s my good-time girl

      whenever I’m stressed out

      she helps me cope

      like an actor doing lines

      she’s always been my coke

      the inside.

      her tears

      rarely visible

      the sound of silence

      as she screams on the inside

      scars and bruises

      in places you’ll never see

      often overthinking

      filled with words

      she’ll never speak

      going through hell

      she’ll never tell

      she has a guard up

      refusing to believe

      the bullshit stories

      her man tells

      not forcing.

      I can’t force you

      to be faithful

      loyal

      and honest

      I can’t make you

      appreciate everything

      that I am

      but I can force you

      to live without me

      as I invest my time

      in someone better than you

      the life lessons.

      through relationships

      I learned that someone

      who is yours

      can never be taken away

      and if for any reason

      you lose your lover

      to someone else

      that person never deserved

      to be claimed by you

      moonlit.

      you’re the moon

      just lying there alone

      you shine in the darkness

      your power

      is in the night

      this moment.

      somewhere

      right now

      someone is searching

      for everything

      that you’ve wasted

      on someone

      who never deserved you

      everything that you once thought

      wasn’t good enough

      will one day be appreciated

      by the one deserving of you

      vanishing.

      I became a ghost to you

      you missed me

      sometimes you felt me

      but you could no longer see me

      I’ve learned to vanish

      from those who fail

      to appreciate my presence

      some whiskey with dinner.

      the truth was no longer

      on the menu

      and love was no longer

      being served

      this is why I left the table

      I’d rather eat alone

      all the little things.

      if you don’t love the way

      her eyes squint when she smiles

      or the way her lips curl up

      whenever she’s filled with laughter

      stop wasting her fucking time

      still beautiful.

      you’re not perfect

      there are scars

      on the surface of your heart

      I’m convinced that you’ve experienced

      a set of painful events throughout

      your life

      as you’ve become

      what people refer to as broken

      in my eyes, you’re the most beautiful

      arrangement of broken

      I’ve ever witnessed in my life

      looking at you, thinking to myself

      there’s my future, she’s the one

      fear of falling.

      my biggest fear

      is having my peace of mind

      compromised for a person

      who is comfortable

      with telling me lies

      my heart placed in the hands

      of someone who refuses

      to meet my demands

      settling for a love

      that feels more like hate

      these are the things I fear

      and yet I find myself

      playing with fire

      making mistakes

      claiming it all as fate

      until I find myself in love

      with someone who causes

      my heart to break

      I fear loving the wrong person

      and so I choose to not

      love at all

      and that’s the scariest part

      possibly I’ll never fall

      fake care.

      I dread the winter

      not because of the weather

      solely because of a person

      my peace interrupted

      by the troubles that live within them

      silence transforming itself

      into tension

      me wanting to get away

      while they fight for some attention

      I should be excited

      but I’m not

      I should be happy

      but you’ve robbed me

      of that very thing

      being forced to share my space

      faking a smile on my face

      because that’s what good people do

      sacrifice themselves for others

      but I’m tired of being that person


      I’m tired of being the one

      from distance.

      I can love you

      but only from a distance

      some people are more lovable

      when they’re not around

      our love 22.

      I love our solitude

      we live in this peaceful bubble

      we’ve cultivated a garden

      filled with roses

      that bloom, nurtured by our peace

      our silence gives me comfort

      this is easy

      this is us

      sin-ergy.

      and just like me

      you’re a sinner

      I’m your accomplice

      on your knees

      against the wall

      on your back

      I’m always there

      a reminder.

      just because you’re broken

      doesn’t mean you’re not beautiful

      a moment of weakness

      doesn’t define your strength

      the perfect aim.

      I’ll walk away

      and I won’t miss you

      this .45 fits perfectly

      in my hand

      and my aim is so much

      better than it was before

      some optimism.

      it hurts like hell

      every minute of every day

      but it’ll get better

      one day you’ll understand

      that everything meant to destroy you

      only made you stronger

     


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