Forbidden Fruit

What makes you perfect
You seek light when there's only darkness
you feel things only people read about...I love that about you
your mum named you Claire but all I see is Faith
you motivated me
believed me
trusted me
and
you
a c c e p t e d ME
as the young ambitious man you see today
I'm insecure
Incorrect
Irrelevant
and I'm SHHHHH

As you hold my head and let me know

"The grass is not always greener on the other side
you think I'm not

INSECURE

look in my eyes, I was lost wondering if this so called feeling
called love really existed
I believe I'm eve
forbidden to experience this so called paradise that we call
perfect
because I wanted to taste your fruit without being judged...mmm
yet I would do it all again because
you are my weakness
you are all the wrong feelings in my head
but that's alright you make it up by staying loyal and committed to me

you are my forbidden fruit and I would give up paradise to be with you"

Forbidden Fruit  

I am motivated

Motivation that I'm trying to find is hard
especially when people don't understand your intellectual mind but give them time and maybe they might appreciate fine art in the winter like my young retro girl Serena...
when you think all is lost in a generation that don't understand poetry
one steps out and tells a story that means more than exam that border the mind of young people in year 10 and in year 11
soo thanks for giving me a ledge so I could jump off now my mind is lost filled with a pen, a paper and a mind coated with dark/happy thoughts

#IAMMOTIVATED

Empty promises

I'd rather be heard then seen lord they won't catch me slipping,I'd rather cover my face and face the facts that they wouldn't miss me if I passed away, cause I was repping a post code that my mother pays not knowing the affects that might have on her face when she's burying me in a empty grave of regrets and potential that seediest to exist 'empty promises'

22nd to infinity

Was any of it real...
or was it all in my head
cause i thought we were perfect.....
i guess we were the perfect dream...

all the late night talks
about becoming one with each other
the only one i see is you
when i see you posting pictures with other people

i treated you like you should
made the effort to making you feel good
without asking for anything back
I'm looking over my shoulder
thinking will you ever come back
but reality hits me and i come back...
back to where i started
back to me
misleading
misguided
missing opportunities
and then realising...

that good guys finish last

all this time i thought i was winning (Ha that was funny)

but in truth you were stuck in a trinity
dancing
friends &
family
no space for me and
my 22nd to infinity

DEEP.......

One day your going to look back and ask yourself...WAS IT ALL WORTH IT

all i did today was write poetry
cause if i talk now only questions with no answers will come out
but somehow it will still find its way to keep quiet whilst drawing attention towards my reaction...DEEP


I feel......
              that's exactly whats wrong with me I FEEL
I feel like a broken man with no pieces of me to find...only memories of what could have been...DEEP
every message that I pressed towards your feelings got saved
                                                                                      you never know when we might need to share the
files that contain HOW TO LOVE to a loveless generation of Microsoft and games...DEEP
try not to weep or sorrow
people will never understand how you feel
                                                               not today and definitely
                                                                                                  not tomorrow
cause the hardest part about growing up is watching your friends die along the way now thats DEEP

2014 I wonder what your going to bring me this year
cause last year you offered me death but.......
luckily for me i wasn't dumb enough to take it but....
                                                                         i did peak a little enough for me to be in hospital for a week
NOW THATS DEEP.......

She Can't Shake This Feeling

(One thing you police will never understand
when it comes to drugs
emotions make you blind)

She's a smart girl with a lot of love
believed in all this good stuff
One day she met a boy
that changed her whole life up....
he was all about this gang stuff
'BANG BANG' and selling white stuff
she's not about this lifestyle
well styles change
this is her life now...

its amazing, its amazing
how this smart girl got cravings
she never really got money
now things started changing
god damn its amazing
god damn its amazing
shes not daddies little girl no more
but her bra still says training

shes started screaming out a place
where shes not even from
she capitalised on it
Screaming South West London
Damn
Damn
she got caught up in a gang
and started rolling up with her man
Damn

her man told her all about this lifestyle
there's no room for...
snitches
gold diggers
undercover
unfaithful motherf*ckers..
in this lifestyle
she understood the risk & cost

i guess that's the price for being a boss

shes lost a lot friends
started filling it with drugs
she never felt this way before
started believing in love
its kinda of sad
cause the one thing that she really wants
is the boy to feel the same
                                 and to not feel ashamed
cause this generation has us feeling that emotions only bring us pain
save me the heartache babe
and i will bring the change
she never knew that day
that she would get bagged
the worst part about this
she got caught while shopping with her dad
damn

now shes drinking
now shes smoking
she poured her heart out
now its open
now she starts thinking
reality kicked in
LORD KNOWS SHE CAN'T SHAKE THIS FEELING

listen up girl,
its time to confess
your not dumb enough to be carrying drugs
just for yourself
look within yourself
I'm just trying to help

let me help you
I've seen girls just like you
selling their mans dirty work
I'm guessing your in love too...

so your not gonna talk
for carrying this chalk
most likely go to court
get put on a support
ain't you troubled by this

(awkward silence)

she takes control and she lets it all go..
don't talk about helping me
i don't need no help
don't give me no advice
i can think for myself
This ain't about love
I've got love for myself

now shes drinking
now shes smoking
she poured her heart out
now its open
now she starts thinking
reality kicked in
LORD KNOWS SHE CAN'T SHAKE THIS FEELING

(One thing you police will never understand
when it comes to drugs
emotions make you blind)

You think it's romantic to fuck the girl that writes poem about you

"You think it's romantic to fuck the girl that writes poems about you" 

It's funny I was thinking about you the other day

Not to say I'm not always thinking of you it's just I had a lot to do

University has to much rules but I know rules are meant to be broken in order to find happiness, I guess the pressure of being un undergraduate trying to graduate  with high grades made me forget the happiness we shared when you laid your head on my chest while I squeezed your breast...

Do you think I'm care less cause I careless 

Don't answer that because your feelings show more than an hallow ghost but I'm still scared 

I finally understand the words you sed "you think it's romantic to fuck the girl that writes poems about you" now understand me "you think happiness can be archived without losing the love of your dream"...