As She Dances On Your Grave. (Ode to Endings)

A woman knows when she sees a ghost. Her whole being stills and her mood shifts. The Earth slightly tilts on its axis and drifts away from the moon. You can't put the ghost in her face and not get a reaction. You can't speak the name of the ghost otherwise it'll haunt her for all of eternity. I can't express to you the loss that was felt. Or the longing to be free and become one with all vices. To feel something yet feel nothing at all. Your face will become a distant memory...the trap will no longer be my home. I've learn a little something and it's that security is what I desire most. That love is a vague memory and fear I no longer know. 

The Cycle has Ended.

Sex it twice and then run, enough for a taste but nothing more. 

I look into your eyes and see a passionate for the art. 

Is that all it is?

Try not to catch feelings baby and shed no tears while I'm near.

If there's one thing you should know about me is I don't stick around for the tears.

I'll kiss you tenderly when you're down, and give you a high when you are low but never will I carry you away like the sea.

I can feel you near me when we're far apart, hear your voice in my dreams, and smell the smoke that you are throughout town. 

Fixated on the "what if's" and doubts. 

In circles I go, wondering about love, life, and the pursuit of happiness. 

I toast to you, wishing an absence of pain and frustration. 

I care for you even when you think I'm dark and cold. 

I can't give you the world, but I can give you me. 

I try to get in your head to better understand, but I'm still left to think about it. 

You say one day I'll see. 

What is it you want me to see babe? 

That you aren't the asshole people make you out to be?

That your heart is bigger than Texas times three? 

Whatever it is I can already tell that you're different. 

I hope to learn for myself what it is that you want me to know...hope to one day be on similar pages baby. 

Half Way to Gold.

She lets you into her heart and home. 

You watch her moves, her heart beating for you. 

You try to get into her soul, but she cations you.

She says don't move and you still, you're frozen cold. 

She looks you in the eyes and explains all of her desires. 

Inside you feel nothing, you hear nothing. 

All you see are her narrow hips, her thick thighs, and supple breasts. 

Those sweet lips that left you wanting more so many times before.

You consume her face, and enjoy the rush. 

Finally everything you wanted. 

Finally she's letting go. 

You feel lost in her every move and touch. 

You feel at home. 

Your pulse strengthens, your heart quickens, you feel something that you can't quite explain. 

You cry out and wither away. 

She's right there for you when you find your sanity. 

You have to see for yourself if it's real. 

You just can't believe it. 

And she takes you and doesn't give you up. 

You've seen the heavens and stars and there's no turning back.

You fall to nothingness while her heart continues to love you...even though you won't let her...even though you're unaware that she can't help it. 

It's fate. 

Because I can.

I got one nigga that love and one who just want to fuck me but he neva thinkin of me//and I live where I work and I barely got money to quench my thirst//can't really tell you how many times I've sat around and questioned my worth//but I promise you at the end of the night you're gonna be regretting not putting me first//you think you know when you really know nothing and all you haters think you somethin//I pop my collar and just keep on stuntin//patron silver keeps me company//and always remember the love you had for me when you thought you had me baby.