My attempts at linguistic expression....

"New Outlook"

I feel like i`ve lost my creativity, lately.
mainly, the cause is complacency.
more plainly i blame me for my more recent acts of irresponsibility.
the direct cause of my immobility physically and mentality.
i must quickly regain my vitality, and transcend the negative aspects of reality.
because self-pity can easily act on one deconstructively.
refusing to fall victim to such a common fallacy, patiently, i anticipate my destiny. imaginatively... Courageously!

"A thought I had in class about love"

Thinking of you...a privilege...an addiction
a fantasy spawned from non-fiction,
also.known.as. An enchanting truth.
the vigor, the lust, the love of youth.

"My idea of chillin"

a weekend of nothing, but chillin
an idea, a state of being called relaxin` - I was caressin`,
lazy`s contagent - I admit I was infected.
so all 48 hours I defected.
Not runnin` from life but hiding for a little while....

"Runnin"

runnin man...I m runnin from all my problems all my fears,
runnin man...runnin, but I can`t out run the tears,
I run, they stream down my cheeks like waterfalls of emotion...runnin man,
I'm runnin from those decisions that make you or break you, I m scared, I m runnin
cuz there's no tellin where those choices made may take you...so I m runnin man,
from the world, from myself, I m runnin, there`s no security in standin still,
somewhere I lost it so man I m runnin, runnin...maybe I ll catch up with my will,
to stand steadfast, halt my expanding tracks,
to set myself apart from others who only have wind at their backs,
but for now I m part of the mass, so I m runnin,
man I m runnin, so damn fast!
mentally exhausted...I just keep on runnin...

"I'll be that"

can I draw u a letter, maybe write u a picture,
be the soluble difference in your heterogeneous mixture,
can I scratch your back, even tickle your tummy,
can I be your oo-la-la, your yum-yummy,
maybe I can be the pappi preservation that wraps you mummy,
can I be the knight after your day?
I can be your illumination in shining armor showing you the way.
Can I be the road you travel?
I wanna be your path made of soft gravel.
can I be the dy dx in your double integration?
I could be the m-u in your sudden stim-ulation.
can I..can I, be the check-mate to your queen soul?
can I...can I be the piece of the puzzle making us both whole...
can I?

"Broken"

my life revolves like a broken record, broken record.
was designed to play out beautifully, without missing a note,
but unfortunately its laden with scratches and chips,
so early in my life song the record started to skip, to skip, to skip...
so at times i feel as if i'm missing those things that make your soul complete
and granted i know my sad song isn't entirely unique,
but the pain and gloomy thoughts i alone must endure
and as i struggle to keep my song, my life, fulfilling and pure
i can't help but to shed internal tears
cuz my song is on a broken record and it seems as if the only notes that fully play out contain my
darkest fears...

"My Life"

all these trials and tribulations, do little to express the internal stress that I m facin`,
so I m steadily pacin`, heart steadily racin` and my minds lost all concentration
on the future goals that I must attain.
just to make it day to day,on my body its such a strain,
oh somebody get a doctor, maybe he can ease the pain,
it's suffocatin`, am I hillucinatin`,
distorted thoughts comin down like rain, they pourin,
my blood pressure not down, caught up with life s wind it s soarin.
wrote all this cuz nights are frustratingly borin`,
and the chaos that surrounds me, like females with no class, I just keep ignorin.
while the haters deeply sleeping on da king, who is I,
in the end i`ll doall the snorin`.
cuz i`m brilliantly put together, enduring all the stormy weather.
illogically i cease to exist, i can`t die!!!

"Lost and Found"

a love not found, lying on the ground...
stepped on by feet who`s souls are incomplete...
tossed in the air by ones who don`t care...
floating back to earth hoping for a rebirth...
into the arms of some who appreciate...
what a significant change love can make...
by opening eyes...a new way of seeing...
infatuated hearts...a new way of being...
picking love up off the ground...
catching fallen love...
look now it`s safe and sound...
in the arms of those who appreciate...
what a significant change love can make!

"Imagination"

far away skies and endless seas...
to intangible fantasies a restless soul flees...
an attempted escape from monotony`s cape.

"Getting to know Beauty...(she knows who she is)"

I didn't know beauty had a sound, until I heard your voice. linguistic trance
I didn't know beauty had a color, until I saw your complexion. flirtatious glance
I didn't know beauty had a feel, until I held your hand. exploratory palpation
I didn't know beauty had an aroma, until I breathed in your fragrance. intoxicating sensation
I didn't know beauty had a flavor, until I tasted your kiss. sunshine delight
I didn't know beauty had a name, until my soul whispered yours in a dream. perfect night