day walker
My kitty

My kitty

I’m addicted to talking to you

Show Saturday

Show Saturday

ive been walking so many days

ive been talking in my sleep

cause baby thats where we meet(yes it is)

im still haunted by your words

im still cut by your eyes

ive got a hole in shirt

from where you cut me open

left an empty cavity 

not left from something sweet

no heart left to beat

im cold and broken

under water choking

im hot coals turning to ash

getting ready for the next fire to burn

cleaning out the box 

gotta make room for the new

now ive got to say 

thank you anyway

youre haunting words helped 

guiding my way away 

from a useless lie

now i will rest in peace

I dont find you in my sleep

goodbye you creep

I need to start working out

I need to start working out

To be taken advantage of.
One’s kindness they possess.
What’s hidden is my love.
I apologize, I confess.

I show this feeling quite often
In unpredictable ways.
Your feelings for me seem to soften
On moody, gloomy days.

Although it may not seem like it,
I really, truly care.
For your emotions I may hit.
For this I am aware.

So why do I put these pains on you?
Why do I continue to put you through?
All of these burdens of hopelessness.
For you, on me, you seem to obsess.

I cannot explain the answer.
For you will doubt me so.
Your heart troubles with emotional cancer.
To protect yourself, I must go.

Sorry for the pain I’ve permitted.
I know this is all of my fault.
The death of your heart I’ve committed.
Please, lock it up in a black laced vault.

I need no more to taunt you, dear.
I am that of a hypocrite, easy to see.
“Will our love last?” is what you fear.
And me being me, I just smile with glee.

my inspiration to make this worth.
i have more to give than what i am giving.
my heart, my soul, my entire earth.
you make me feel like living.

touch you as i may and might.
my hands desire your spine.
sorry if i may give a fright.
but damn baby, you so fine.
[lol]

yearning for that special day of mine.
not of september, 2008.
but yes, of september, 2009.
for the 10th i cannot wait.

during school, a hand on my cheek.
close my eyes; begin to ponder.
it is you that makes me feel so weak.
my thoughts just love to wander.

doodles with meaning, doodles without.
drawing some hearts; emotions let out.
i want to be with you.
i want to be with you.
to see your face; to hear your voice.
being with you may just be my only choice.
a choice that is good; a choice that is bad.
it may be the best choice that i have ever had.

i could forever remain in your arms.
seeing your face with all of its charms.

bound to leave, i may throw a fit.
feelings contained are always true.
and although you might not really know it.
i wrote this poem just for you.
[you know it.]

Shower time

Shower time

I just want to kiss her.

arthurzdrinc:

It’s A.D. 2016. on Flickr.
It is finished.Via Flickr: Cover Design by Tyler Etters digital album released 12/22/12arthurzdrinc.bandcamp.com/

This is my friend arthur. if you see this please check out his work.

arthurzdrinc:

It’s A.D. 2016. on Flickr.

It is finished.

Via Flickr:
Cover Design by Tyler Etters


digital album released 12/22/12
arthurzdrinc.bandcamp.com/

This is my friend arthur. if you see this please check out his work.