just be you
all day;
the hardest request-
the you you see was crafted for you
tailor made
the hand me downs just don’t work like they use to.
Tag: Memory
twelve seconds
solid yet transparent
single father
of a blister memory
thorn the size of a skyscrapper
over twelve seconds large
feuding over many coins
or a six month contract
for a home overlooking a fence
and some kids walking home
from soccer practice
flipping coins
n sipping pop
fruit lovers
just a small store
nothing flashy
just enough to get by
selling fruit and a song.
wrote it for you
over a pear
mamba out
i remember the first couple games
you were just an ordinary man
ball in the hoop day in night out
than you turned into a legend
eight to twenty four an all star was born
five rings later a legend
four kids later a man
crash later a god.
i can trace my love of sports to you
the evolution of competition
battle through it
come out a little stronger
the mamba mentality
never quit.
RIP,
shot in the dark
sharing everything i have ever wanted,
not a long list,
on a posted note
hidden in my favorite book.
i remember those cold eyes,
the ones that couldn’t understand
the ones that could never understand,
it’s why they are hidden-
it’s a shot in the dark
but it is mine
carved this hole in the world for me
you can come
just know
i might never come out
She’s the One
trapped in my head, she has the key
what i’d do, to be free from me
feels like a dream- a hidden scheme
but back to you, baby, a center piece
follow me, through hall after hallway doors
honestly, feel like i’ve been here before
probably, see you again in my dreams
an ever-everything-bring me tranquility
ability to let me breathe-free from these diamond nights
sight for sore eyes, sunrise
off course
everything is diluted
run through a steel strainer
run dry
pillow talk is the only talk
ran it’s course
off roadin’
i am sorry, justin
i am sorry,
i could give you every excuse in the book:
four classes and work
pokemon is calling my name
toxicity leaks from veins,
yet nothing grieves me more
knowing i kept you on hold
i can say i will make it up to you,
but this stylish line only dazzles
in a mirror,
you deserve better
it’s just not in my veins
favorite streamer
only way i can explain it:
the body is on a delay
this isn’t a live stream
top dono gets a shout out no-
mind moves body waits
a delay
one part operated by me
the other
i
i am not sure;
they’re kind
just not me
i am hotpocket
i don’t stand a chance
against the sun
but someone has to
he stands tall without a rival
burning the less worthy
like a hot pocket
going around in a circle
unopposed
talkin’ reckless
can never get near ’em
that’s not the world i want to remember
if i exist
will my face be in tact
slippin’ off a plate
wet dishes
if we exist
past four hundred times
over three hundred tics
Saint's Muse 