Silence

I stood in the heavy pouring rain

as your rejection pierced my skin

passing sirens could not break

the silence; yet they allotted for

a shade of clarity of something

I had been painfully unaware of

my disintegrating body unflinching

I could explode, before your eyes

so that you might bear witness

to the truest extent of my love

everything has been wrapped up

in you

I went with no expectations

Only the knowledge that I

needed to reveal my true self to you

there I stood, at your doorway

words prepared, you stood there

my heart leaped and fluttered

you stood there

lips parted ready to release a wave

of emotion, you stood there

you stood there and watched me die

I... I... thought that you where false

Hearing you say that you would not

acknowledge or accept my love

there I was, ready to confess it anyway

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My heartbeat is but a soft whisper

in the absence of your love

You move in the shadowed

memories of my mind

I call your name in my sleep

As thoughts of you dance

atop piano keys pulling

on the marionette strings

of my dreams

I long for your skin to kiss

once again, you are gone

you hide yourself from my eyes

and heart; living only in

the recesses of my mind

Vengeance

Venom flows through

my rigid veins

as the pace of my heart

races sending

pulses of poison

through my body

I want to spit

I stand here awaiting

the moment that I can

puncture your flesh with

fatal fangs

inject and infect you

with my diseased love

my poisonous soul

everything

is

black

I am pure darkness, night

evil lurking

behind brick walls

steam rises from my mouth

as I exhale into the cold

and dark night

I am pure evil and

I will destroy you

I will make you pay

for every sleepless night

every bruise, every moment

of fear; I will wait for you

I am fire and I intend

melt your flesh

as I grip your skin

I want to hear you scream

I want to hear that final

crack in your voice

that skates the border

of a proud man unwilling

to project weakness to

the high-pitched screams

of pure fear. yes

I want to torture you

to prick your flesh

pour finely granulated salt

into your open wounds

I want to make you feel again

as if you had never felt before

I want you to beg

crawl on your hands and knees

drenched in my sweat, beg

beg for my mercy

Beg until I scald your tongue

with the red-hot poker of my words

I'll brand your skin with my insignia

because you have become my bitch

I want to hurt you

I want to embody and evoke your

greatest fears; so that you might be

forced into an insomniacs deluge

My cackle with echo in your mind

as you try to free yourself

from the nightmare

that I have created for you

I want you dead

I want you gone from earth

so women can once again

roam free and safe

through the city streets

The Evolution of Hate

“That’s wild gay” …

Whatchu mean Miss?

I think that’s gay and you can’t tell me how to think

You see I’m a man

and even though I’m only 15 years old

I know I’m a man; my father raised me right

And its cool that I only see him every couple of months

Because when I do see him he always teaches me what’s right

Like how to be a man

Like how to kick someone’s ass if they fuck with me

Like how gay goes against my religion

And even though I haven’t been to church

Since Tio Chuchi died and I ain’t never read the bible

Cause… the truth is reading is a waste of my time

And I know its true because it’s wrong you see

And you wrong tryna tell me what to think

I ain’t got no problems with no faggots

As long as they don’t act all gay around me

And try to touch me cause you know they do that

Then we cool you know, so stop telling me

That I’m speaking hate; I don’t hate nobody

Unless they try to press me then we gon’ have a problem

So you see… I ain’t got no problems I need you to help me with

Well… maybe there’s one thing you could help me with

But nah what was I sayin’?

Look, I just don’t like any type of gay

Especially, these gay chicks… some of them wanna be men

And what they don’t see es que aqui aye hombre

And they should leave that shit at home; cause truth be told

I could set her straight real fast

And you keep telling me there’s a lesson I need to learn

But I already know everything I need to know

See I got a plan – once I’m done with this high school shit

I’m gonna get me a job, buy me that whip… and then sit back

As the flows keeps coming and coming… yes

So keep your lessons to yourself Miss

I don’t’ give a shit who Matthew Shepard or Brandon Teena

or Harvey Milk are; and I don’t care much if their dead

Cause my boy Tony is dead too and nobody gives a fuck about him

If they’re gay they probably deserved it fucking around with

Straight men and so what if anyone in this room might be gay

See that’s the problem right there; might be, like they don’t know

Like they confused. They need to realize they chose a life of misery

Cause it’d be all too easy for them to walk a straight line

(sucks teeth) there you go telling me I’m talking hate

Well what kinda hate is this?

The spray painting the word faggot on your locker type of hate

Maybe it’s the snicker behind your back

When you sway your hips in my face type of hate

Nah I know, it’s the school canceled prom cause you wanna

Bring your gay date type of hate

Or it could be that time your father tried to beat the gay out of you

To make you a real man type of hate

It could also be that pull your pants down in a dark alley

And rape the gay out of you type of hate

What about that group of guys that jumped you at the party

It could be that type of hate too

I know, its when I spit on your limp body laying on the street

After I kicked your ass type of hate

A bullet to the head type of hate

The reason hate-crime laws exist type of hate

Yeah yeah yeah… I got you Miss

But its all good though

Because all them gay niggas know betta

Than to fuck with me

Justice

Was it justice

When you took flight with my heart

clutched in your talons; only to

crash land in ecstasy?

Was it justice

when I begged and pleaded

with you a silent listener

one tear shy of drowning myself?

Was it justice

when I collapsed

after being inundated with your love

a great wave of emotion?

Was it justice

When you caved in my chest

shattering what was left of

my once restless soul?

Was it justice

when you silenced me; took

my very words, turned them

into flesh piercing daggers?

It Is You

This romance has become

a violent tornado of which

the two of us are victims

Our minds have made fools

of our hearts by entangling them

in wicked games of love

A delicate balance of energy

flows between us; the magnetism of

holding you and being repelled from you

You have unlocked the secrets

of my heart; Now I lay naked

as my body tells your tortured stories

Finally, having freed myself from your grasp

Your inevitable return would consume

my mortal thoughts

Your words became the sweet melody

that recaptured my heart; In love again

I am a willing participant in your game

Our story unknown to the world

would consume us both with

expectation and disappointment

Our hearts trip over each other

like uncoordinated feet trying

to master a sweetly complex danza

I feel you in every cell of my body

You are there; every step

every breath, every sight, every memory

I am in a conflicting state

of chaos and bliss; a state

to which I am painfully addicted

I'd rather have you in small daily doses

than consume you all at once in moments

too few and far between

I am nothing. I stand here empty

vacant, defeated, your brand of love

batters my tender soul

I want not of food or shelter or

companionship. I would write in

secret, to have you by side eternal

Though the flame of our love

Would leave us in ashes I would give you

anything, everything. All that I am it is yours.

It is you