She reacted

As my thoughts filled her mind like a gentle breeze
She reacted with litotes
Not bad she says, I feel your energy
But to me there was still some negativity
Not giving me my full props just stationary
On how I could improve my well being
And I hope to be
That one to speak and make her glee
But I worry
That it just wasn't meant to be
Cause her view of me I can't be
And I know she fucking hates me
But she really hates herself
The hate so deep within it affects her health
The bags in her eyes start to make internal lines
Begging all gods for that same shine
But I don't shine I glow
And it blinds the eyes so
I can see the extent of the damage
And it has to be great cause she trying to handle it
But the story begins in some twisted dominance spin
I had wrote my life
I finished the book
Held my breath for her praises
But the bitch wouldn't even look
My words like the last breath of Caesar
I can't believe I wasted my life trying to please her
Why is it when I paint a picture...
I am defamed by my own sister?
I'm trying to reach to my sister that gave to me
Trying to show her what I've done from what she showed me
But my sister nothing like a teacher
More like the injured star warming the bleachers
Saying she wish it could be her
And this is why
When my thoughts filled her mind like a gentle breeze
She reacted with litotes

One Night Stand

One Night Stand

 

As I walked the lonely Avenue of  Singlewood,

My path crowded by unkempt bushes and the stench of burning wood. 

Burning, not to keep warm or to till an appetiet, 

It was cause I had lost my sight, 

The paths and dirt were made to be gathered

Made to shape ones feet, but mine, 

Mine shattered. 

So my soles needed a refresher.

I crowned me "Queen" and requested a jester. 

Just a quick refill of fresh H2O.

Though my bushes brown and fresh pavement filled with holes.

I departed from Singlewood into a vibrant downtown. 

Made a couple of stops, but my breath, 

my breath

still made no sound.  

As my blinker made for a detour,

Out of the rear view mirror I saw something to adore.

Mapping out my path to One Night Street.

I took my self to the imaging shop to be critique.

But paying for poor quality my imagine had been unruly.

When this report came to view, I was already watching the movie.

My dam was built for only mild floods,

Prepared you were, more than I was.

Your touch,

Touch

Must have made me die.

My life up to that moment flashed before my eyes.

Knowledge and wisdom jumped me from behind.

Drenched from my cheeks to my chin, relief continued to rewind

From my soul to all my limbs, in ecstasy I could be found.

From the bowels of my belly my breath did oh so sound.  

Til the end of the end it's surprising how it begin.

Thoughts of a one night stand that didn't end.

Map points changed making my new soles move.

The rhythm of the sound made the soul of my soles stroll to a new grove.