…com’fckn’plex
…love terrifies me-
i crave it profoundly-
no- obsessively…
but i fear it in the worst captivity-
am i too complex?
too odd?
lies-
ALL LIES!!-
falling words from their tongue are all fckn lies-
lustful fingertips gliding on our thighs like blue waves at the right moment-
until they swap souls with the next set-
da’ fuck?
but ain’t that too complex?
too triflin’ and odd?
i park and cry often-
preparing myself to be alone-
smiling at others who have found love and extend my blessings-
watching them will become enough; eventually-
or will it be too complex?
way too odd?
sometimes my pain affects my faith, so I don’t even pray- because im afraid no one’s listening-
or maybe my faiths being too complex?
out of line odd?
but damn, when is pain rejected?-
when does the higher power say, ‘that’s enough on this one’?
too complex?!
too odd?!
im sayin’ tho!- THIS SHIT DON’T…
-inhale/exhale-
father forgive me 😔
kb