It is What It is,

Day dreaming is all I do when I look up to the sky I see the often moments that drift passed and I ignore what the truth is staring around me all the time,

I need a Queen who knows what boundries mean cross me and I’ll Cr*ss you off like a scramble book,

Be in my good books and it’s only candle lit dinners with a lil bit of Romance, fountains of froth not only from the drinks were be drinking and juices coming in from every direction,

Never again is crumbs that I’ll accept again it has to be the whole loaf of bread, with every different topping as I’ll become bored in the end,

I’ll melt you down with just my eyes as you begin to fold then hold on to my arms and begin to dream, of all the different positions I’ll have you in,

You know I’m not being or trying to be Big headed I’m just gazing  looking directly and seeing and reading you like you have never been read before,

Call me Mr Meg  for a short moment because your nervous and scared not knowing what the next moment will be but I know it all,

F*ck what people think that’s why Privacy is important to me, I don’t like people in my business because without eyes I do and will do as I please,

So roll with me enjoy what we was meant to be without Judging from both sides lean on me as I stroke you in places you want to be,

I drift in and out as a Mistery stop trying to figure out why his such a Mistery, your never understand so just enjoy it for what it is,


The moment I let go is the moment I realise that letting go isn’t as bad and scary as your mind assures you that it is,

Just how a leaf breaks and falls from its roots it’s never going to land on its feet,

It may blow a few metres as my feet walk miles with the wind not mapped out on direction with no cursor,

Whichever way it lands it manages to catch each drop of water-absorbing each corner,

The endless mind is our gateway even tho most of us use the same paths to accomplish what we see as our dreams,

So the moral of this is even when the leaf broke free it still blossomed into it’s all it could be,

Loneliness kills us slow,


I often see a lady walk miles a day with no plan at hand, She walks the same route everyday,

As she always has a cigarette in her hand, Puffing big clouds of smoke of regret from her mouth,

She seems like a women who has the world on her shoulders, A heavy mind with no One to talk to or even turn too,

I feel sorry for her because it seems she’s punishing her self, for whatever reason not known to me,

We can only see passed the first layer of ones being with first sight, as minds always assume with unknown,

Always wearing the same clothes without one piece of clothing out of its place,

Up and down as she shimners on the path I never see her with anyone else,

I’ve been meaning to approach with a smile or just a hello, I’ll see what tomorrow brings if she passes me on my road,


Why does Love have such a hold over us,
If you allow it it can make us powerless,

How can such a nice thing bleed us dry,
Suck every ounce that use to be pure,

That had a true meaning which we lived for,
As you part you can take the battle scars,

I layed and closed my eyes and saw darkness Rip through my mind, it came with waves,

It came with hate, As Sadness rained, I walked around like a lost soul which couldn’t find it’s  home,

couldn’t shut off wouldnt shut off, Just like a broken tap as it dripped with bare emotions,

It took it all away in the end, I became who I am now, as I sit and glow I remember how weak I use to be,

I will never loose myself, I will never throw all my cards on the table, Yet I will never fold,

Love will never take control and I she’ll never fully submit,

Be free

Time is of the essence where minds got to be strong, Winds blowing on the front porches with distance helding on,

Crashing rocks each mornings as cold air fills your lungs,

Laying on the dirt soaking up the tide as minds collapse of the wrongs that puts out the cries,

Corners of thy lips edges of once kissed places that meant something, now becomes extinct,

Leaving in its mourn blurred visions as feelings become no more,

hearts will spasm where hearts cannot deny, Whistles humming as they rise upon a lie,

Figures catching eyes spirits catching on shadows of remorse bodies not incline,

Smiles of joy as you part seperate ways, giving up the drama,

As you spread your wings, Now you’re free to fly, With no more headaches which comes with zero regrets,

Dating scene

The dating scene is off the rails luckily for me I’m not thirty and desperate to run back into another relationship,

Suppose I could sit there and lie to get that warm apple pie, knowing my luck I’d get the sting from the cottage cheese fling,

Because what I’m actually looking at I’m not used to, I’m old school this is new school,

Gone of the days you could bring who you was to the table, now the first question is do you drive what car do you own,

Are you successful, what’s your yearly income feels like an interview which I didn’t bring my tie too,

If you fail any of the two questions you get thrown at the back of the list, Rather that cause I’m not hanging around like a paper clip,

Everythings show and palaver, Look at me and what I’m about,

I’m trying to look it’s hard to see what you’re about through the layers of low self-esteem,

That clogs up your face with all the doubt you polish over your skin,

It’s not all bad there’s some good when you can fight through the filters of cat noses and dog leashes that hide there looks,

I’m not judging just laying facts, Laying it all out like tare mack,

I think that’s why most stay in there hated relationships they’d rather stick with what they know,

Then to climb the chambers of rejection with swiping miss matching on this repetitive flow,

Mind games

Now You’ve grabbed my attention and all for the wrong Reasons, You ain’t gotta Justify To me or To Nobody,

But Your sitting there watching me from a far distance and those beady eyes our they even your eyes,

How do you brake down a shell which is closed off, How do you begin to reach out and say Hi, When there no where in sight,

I’m some what of a introvert I use to be a martyrdom, This was before tho when I was caught up in feelings now I’ve unpinned from the vicious cycle,

I feel like I’m in a middle of a connect four game, Who’s turn is it?  Sure I took my turn but you will sit there and gulp instead,

One of the reason’s I’m happy staying single is Because of the board game with to many pieces scattered out of place,

I don’t play Board games tho as that’s to much time and energy, but if I put my mind to it no doubt I’ll be champion 😉