PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I aint shit!

And if I told you other wise

You’d think its jut a disguise

A lie told by those other guys

You see

I’m a reflection

Of your past misdirections

Attempting to direct your path

But your mind laughs intead of gasps

When I treat you like you’re the last

Queen on this earth

What a gag

You’ve never been treated like this before

Opened doors

Never being asked for money

All the time

Or complaining saying moving at a slow pace is a slow grind

But id rather get to know every pore on your face and explore every wrinkle

Of your brain while laying in bed instead

Of asking for brain that’s head

I want your brain like the dead

So I can consume every food for thought you’d ever said

I want to get to the point where

If I blinked I could manage to create another

You on the back of my eyelids

And you’d stay there forever

So forever

I’d know that your physical is timeless

And whenever I managed to close

I could get froze

Lost

And forget what time is

I’d stay froze

Like the arctic

And look at the sharpest

Version of you

That I could make

At least until I can see your face

But you see….

You only see me as a reflection

Of all your past missdirections

On the path mislead by some big head

Loser who managed to somehow woo ya

With fansical words and absurd terms

In his terms

I love you is a just a pronoun verb and a noun

That make a sound

That could make any sound

Man or woman on this earth

Do leaps and bounds

You were bound to the style

In which he said

all of his bullshit

He left steaming on your head

You only see me as a reflection of him or them

Or sin

A loser who only wants to win so he can go back and

Tell his kin and friends

How he got the climax then cut ties to the end

While you spend all this time trying

To redefine what you define as devine man

You only see me as a reflection

And fuck that statement!

Cuz im trying to make a statement!

and leave you in a state

Where the smile on your face could light up this entire place!

We could move slow keep pace

It wont be a race

But sorry if I feel like im rushing

Cuz I swear at the end of this path they’ll be something

Like nothing but broken glass

As I break the mold you had

And stand in front of you

A true man