ELI

All these years, All these tears,  I thought it’d be kind of easy getting over you. It’s another year, And you still don’t know me. Im playing for keeps; it’s all a mind game. Which guy can get into your head with impressions that stain? & every time i come up with some witty expression of love, The boys laugh. But they don’t understand it. They don’t understand me. It’s more than just romanticism. I want you in my heart, This is more than just sexual. I’ve been; praying for years, through tears. Just hoping that God, would hear, And bring you here. And I would keep you near. Hold you tight and never let go. Just wanted to be clear, another poem. Me tryna let go. It’s weird; like we were meant to be. I can’t control; This “crush” has morphed into an obsession so long ago. Least I admit it though. I be strolling through your Instagram, And double tapping all the pictures, And...

Digging a grave; His own grave; Taking secrets to it; Afraid to open up; Mouth full of pride; He hides, He lies, Under the truth; Jeans soaked in Gin. White tee soaked in juice. The proof; One hundred & ninety; Thinking, About life when he's ninety. Will he live that long? Drinking, Drowning, All of his sorrow; Put his heart into his poems, Put his mind into his songs, The lonely loner, Sometimes stoner; Regrets & Mistakes on his conscious, Wish that he could get over; Things; But it's never as easy as people make it out to be. He's never as easy-to-figure out as people make him out to be. Complexity; The world just seems a little too complex, You see. What is sleep when you're grinding everyday & Tryna stay alive? Clearing my mind... Classic; 4:16 a.m. And I'm wide awake. Listening to the house finally get her speech in. Facets leaking, walls shifting, foundation settling...