The Essence Of Who I Am

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  • Money

    Money is a crucial thing Money is a cruel thing Its slimy fingers buys you jewelry It holds you by the neck choking you until there are green bruises It tells you what happiness is Until every move you make revolves around it Family is everything It tells you its…

  • Tear

    I feel like there is a part inside of me That likes to tear things apart Including my own head Like my deepest kept secrets ready to jump out of their hiding spots Ready to scare you into oblivion I missed this raw feeling of fear How it crawls around…

  • Cage

    My mouth tastes like copper My head feels like change I wish I found a button on the world that would stop her I think my signal has always been out of range I feel sick all the time but I think I just need to drink more water I…

  • Physical

    Hidden in your eyes. The Pain you don’t want to remember. Your heartbreak. Your childhood. Yesterday… The future you are scared of. Yeah it hurts a lot now doesn’t it. Because none of that pain is physical. You forgot the time you broke your arm in middle school. You forgot…

  • End of the World

    I think the end of the world is coming The way the soldiers keep dying And my heart can’t handle its continued breaking I dont know who my friends are anymore It’s gone way too far Where doctors are promoting killing Babies so women have to work more And I…

  • Myself

    The angriest i’ve ever been at God is when my sister and brother are hurting  I’d rather be tortured then watch someone hate themself  And in that sense i’m more selfish than anyone  Because I always feel more pain from others then I ever feel from myself M.A.P ©

  • Husband

    A home that hugs back A smile that is so contagious that its all I want to feel A tear catcher that cries back A fighter that only fights for me A lover that gives the same love back A hero that saves me over and over again M.A.P ©…

  • I’m only myself when i’m alone

    I’m only myself when i’m alone I pick up feelings like picking up the phone I cant remember the last time my tears were just my own I don’t think there is enough mourning in the world so every morning I have to feel it all Walking into a party…

  • You Should be an Artist

    You should be an artist they say looking around my home You’ve done every art style imaginable from graphite to charcoal to acrylic to oil to watercolor to ink to electronic to pastels But all I feel like is an imposter because those pictures I just copied from my phone…

  • Never

    i didn’t think words could take my breath away but i think they are just reminders of what you never say M.A.P ©