I Taught Myself ..
I taught myself
Not to cry
I taught myself
How to fly
And I’ve dug my own hole
So I’d know where to die
And I’m the asshole
With the patience that’s shy
Cuz my pride
Is too heavy to hide
And I know
I say that a lot
And I know
That you think you got what I got
But I haven’t even begun to write
My best words will be on my burial plot
I live for the night
And I wake for the day
Because of God so to him I pray
And in my heart He stays
One day
I’ll fall asleep tho
One day
My body won’t move tho
And my words will float out the window
And dance around as the wind blows
And build a story as the air flows
Reaching high
Above the sky
Someday
I’ll die
Got dues to pay
I’ll die
Cuz I’m not meant to forever stay
Stop me
If you can’t handle the thought
But I’m aware of my mortality
I just hope my words are bought
Cuz in them ..lies my eternal energy
I taught myself
And I know
One day ..
I’ll die .
—kARMA
Rudeness in its Craziest Form .
Umm ..off the top .::
Rudeness in its craziest form
Emotions unreal
Reasonings are colder than warm
Thoughts too strong to feel
Too deep to heal
So everythings more of an experience
And less of an essence
Cuz I’m not mean
My expressions are just too obscene
To sound anything less
Than offensive
So I guess
People think I’m apprehensive
To share “the real me”
But I’m pretty happy
With the person you think I might be
Sarcastic
With a dirty mind
Drastic
With no patience to find
Random rambler
Poetic gambler
Never trying to reform
Rudeness in its craziest form
—kARMA
Poetically Profound: Noah's Ark
As tempting as it was
There was enough blood
Between us
To create a flood
I ventured deep within my own mind
Trying to define time
There’s no such thing as forever so I had to leave you behind
Hope you understand why…
Why the stars shine so bright
Why a flower smells so perfect
Why you…
Poetically Profound: Paper Mâché
Maybe
If the promises you made
Weren’t so paper mâché
They would hold some weight
I’ve tried to say
Tried to speak
The right words
The right way
What it means
To have faith
You are beautiful
Down to your cuticles
My fingertips are frayed
I can’t grasp
Last gasps
I love yous lost…
High .
I stay awake for you
Trying to spit out an expression or two
To make this night better than the last
Make this relationship better than my past
So I have to think fast
Trying to rely
On the high
That I feel
When I know that its real
But I don’t wanna deal
With the fact that I cant read your mind
And its so hard to find
The words I need to unwind
Thoughts moving like wheels
Pressured with zeal
I can’t stop and pull over
Cuz there’s all this stress on my shoulder
To make the mess
That is my bolder
Speech
Into a love letter
That can reach
Even the skies above
The stars that shove
Into space
That’s the place
I wanna touch love
Fly with me
As I find the everlasting explanation
To make you see
My contemplations
And inspirations
Rises higher than just me
You are the only one I try
For
I fly
For
And one day; I’ll cry
For
Meanwhile I still look
For my breath you took
So I can say the right words for why
I feel high
Meanwhile; join me in the sky ..
—kARMA
Fantasy Over Reality .
Is it okay
If I turn away
From reality
And rely on a fantasy
To take me high
With the ability
That I grow inside
Or should I stay tied
To simplicity;
In the ordinary
Plain reluctantcy
To live vividly;
Boring refusal
Of the abundancy
In the search for the:: “more-than-the-usual”
I want to be bursting inexperience
Escape my resourcefulness
And dive into the sky
Relaxed in uneasiness
Under the oceans
Enjoying explosions
Of ecstasy
With the colors glowing incessantly
Let my thoughts and my pen
Write words that I never could back then;
When you had me
In reality ..
Set me free
And let me write with my fantasy .
—kARMA

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