Coming Storm Can you feel the charge in the air? Can you smell it? Rain on the wind. The herald of the storm whispers, Taunting the leaves, the grass shivers In fear and anticipation Of the terrors it soon will face. Lightning illuminates the sky Flashing like a cat-o-nine tails, Demanding complete submission. Thunder rumbles in the distance, Mixing into this symphony. The first raindrop falls like a tear. Can you feel it? It is coming.

Coming Storm

Can you feel the charge in the air?
Can you smell it? Rain on the wind.
The herald of the storm whispers,
Taunting the leaves, the grass shivers
In fear and anticipation
Of the terrors it soon will face.
Lightning illuminates the sky
Flashing like a cat-o-nine tails,
Demanding complete submission.
Thunder rumbles in the distance,
Mixing into this symphony.
The first raindrop falls like a tear.
Can you feel it? It is coming.

Foolish How many times can I break Before it’s too much to fix? At what point will my heart be Nothing but finely ground sand? I knew better than to let Anyone get close to me, But I was blind and naive. All I’m left with is regret.

Foolish

How many times can I break
Before it’s too much to fix?
At what point will my heart be
Nothing but finely ground sand?
I knew better than to let
Anyone get close to me,
But I was blind and naive.
All I’m left with is regret.

Why does this hurt so much? Why should I care? I can feel my heart breaking. You’re not there.

Why does this hurt so much? Why should I care?
I can feel my heart breaking. You’re not there.

Pain If I cried as much as I want to, I would fill the ocean with all my tears. If I gave voice to my pain and screamed, I wouldn’t be able to speak for years. But I hold it in, remain silent. I don’t want you to know the pain you caused. You told me you were my friend, that you cared. Now I doubt everything you ever said.

Pain

If I cried as much as I want to,
I would fill the ocean with all my tears.
If I gave voice to my pain and screamed,
I wouldn’t be able to speak for years.

But I hold it in, remain silent.
I don’t want you to know the pain you caused.
You told me you were my friend, that you cared.
Now I doubt everything you ever said.

If I If I disappeared would you miss me? Would you wonder what happened to me? Or would you even care I was gone? If I failed to remember your name, If I forgot you existed, Would it hurt you the way you hurt me? What did I do to earn your censure? What can I do to fix my mistakes? Whatever it was, please forgive me.

If I

If I disappeared would you miss me?
Would you wonder what happened to me?
Or would you even care I was gone?

If I failed to remember your name,
If I forgot you existed,
Would it hurt you the way you hurt me?

What did I do to earn your censure?
What can I do to fix my mistakes?
Whatever it was, please forgive me.

I Will Rise It tries to to break me Take my will to live. Life throws all it can In a vain attempt To rip me apart. I will rise. Ev’rything conspires To destroy my hope, To convince me The grave is all there is. Death is easier. I will rise. They tell me I’m wrong, That I should give up, There’s nothing for me, Why do I keep on? Like a phoenix from the ashes, I will rise.

I Will Rise

It tries to to break me
Take my will to live.
Life throws all it can
In a vain attempt
To rip me apart.
I will rise.

Ev’rything conspires
To destroy my hope,
To convince me
The grave is all there is.
Death is easier.
I will rise.

They tell me I’m wrong,
That I should give up,
There’s nothing for me,
Why do I keep on?
Like a phoenix from the ashes,
I will rise.

Touch, Taste, Smell, Hear, See Touch I can still feel Your skin beneath My fingertips. The way you would Shudder and move. Taste The flavor of Your kiss lingers Still on my tongue, Cigars and sweets. I’m addicted. Smell My face buried Against your neck As I inhale Warmth, subtle musk, A scent just yours. Hear I can still hear You moan softly. Whispers and sighs Crossing your lips Erotically. See The look you had When I touched you, Losing control, Is forever Burned in my mind.

Touch, Taste, Smell, Hear, See

Touch

I can still feel
Your skin beneath
My fingertips.
The way you would
Shudder and move.

Taste

The flavor of
Your kiss lingers
Still on my tongue,
Cigars and sweets.
I’m addicted.

Smell

My face buried
Against your neck
As I inhale
Warmth, subtle musk,
A scent just yours.

Hear

I can still hear
You moan softly.
Whispers and sighs
Crossing your lips
Erotically.

See

The look you had
When I touched you,
Losing control,
Is forever
Burned in my mind.

dearcispeople:

Just because I’m a trans guy, does not mean I ever have, or ever will like girls. Sincerely, a gay ftm, yeah, we exist.

I wish I could yell this sometimes.
I want to follow more trans, queer, or poly people on here. thenameisnotpickles: if you reblog this i’ll know you’re in one of those categories and I’ll follow you. Thanks! I’m an aspiring poet who likes to rant about the stupid things people assume when they see me.

I want to follow more trans, queer, or poly people on here.

thenameisnotpickles:

if you reblog this i’ll know you’re in one of those categories and I’ll follow you.

Thanks!

I’m an aspiring poet who likes to rant about the stupid things people assume when they see me.

Too funny!