9-19-16
When the moonlight filters through the curtains
That are parted like us,
And ive run out of cigarettes
And a will to sleep,
My mind tends to exit the realities I'm seeing.
Last night, I met a girl with white teeth,
Dark auburn curls,
Caught up in little clouds of starry
Feelings in the car of a boy who's hair
Falls in his face,
And his cigarettes are more burned than
His arms and his journal,
Which is probably a good thing.
She looked at him like he was everything,
and they just parked up somewhere high above
Society, high above the treetops.
Last night, I met two art forms.
They don't have names,
They just have lives.
They just have destruction.

I live to experience
But I'm dying to kick the bucket,
Do you make impulsive decisions
And let go to say "Fuck it"?
Do you resonate with my dark sides,
Or is your cup of vodka
My wild side?
You see, they're the same people,
Even when they fight.
Even when they're on a flight
Somewhere inside a messy head
On a rainy night.

Real or fiction,
It doesn't matter.
I'm here to document,
I was born with shitty conditions,
I was born under a toxic roof,
But I have been given an opportunity,
Through glassy eyes like the lens of a camera,
Through cold hands like that of a journalist,
A mind of a philosopher,
A heart of a reckless teenage shitshow,
A taste for adrenaline,
and I'm watching.
Every time I blink, the camera clicks,
and I will not stop documenting this.
I will not stop living,
I will not stop loving, exploring.
I am here for one reason,
Really, it's about a thousand,
But the multicolored threads weave together
Without a second thought-
That's how we do things;
Without a second thought.
(Maybe that's why this decision I've got on my plate
Makes me lose my appetite,
Because it's been here for days
And I'm more reckless than to think about things this long
Yet I'm a poet- all I do is think)
This is our space in the universe,
This is our memory book of a life,
This is our journey,
Thank you for sharing this adventure with me.
Soon, it'll be our stage,
And our tour,
and our family (we'll be bigger in numbers, just wait).
I'll dream big till I die,
Because where I'm from,
The streets don't slow down,
No matter what faces leave,
No matter how much authority we've got.

Remember me,
But more importantly,
Remember us,
And all of this experience,
Remember the legacy we leave.
- (m.m)

I'll love this until the day I drop, and I'll use every ounce of what I got.

Little side note, being in a new place makes me realize how much other peoples' opinions are such a pointless thing to chase. Idk what they think of me, i am who I am and if I'm real enough with you to show you what I'm ahout and who I am, you know, and we tight, but I don't have to prove myself to anybody.