I wrote my message on

December 11, 2013

I wrote my message on the petal of a flower that got thrown

in the middle of the road.

I kept my love hidden close

I stuck my neck out exposed

hoping my sun wouldn't implode.

but now I have these third degree burns.

lesson learned

case closed.

now lets go home.

but where do we go

when home feels like hell?

who are we when

we find hell in ourselves?

I havent let myself sleep for weeks.

My tolerance is reaching its peak.

I just wanna scream.

I just want to be

something less complicated than me.

I dont know what to say.

I cant say that were the same.

MY thoughts keep me awake.

I think imma bout to break.

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MVP-Most Valuable PoetDec 18, 2013

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