I have to do this
It’s become
My new thing
Over and over again
Until I’ve bled it dry
All I have to do
Is continue to try
And try and try and try
And if I die
I die
But at least I was heading in a direction
At least I tried
Before I died
And that’s enough
For me
That’s enough
For me
Just try
Before you die
That’s it
That’s the slogan
For my life
Just try
Before you die.
-C.H.
Why is it that we are so eager to appreciate the beauty of a: flower, or a waterfall, or the stars, or a sunset; but we are hardly ever that open to seeing the beauty in each other? Why is that, dear
“A simple request” she says, “Speak to me in poem, intrigue my mind with your words, genuine and authentic, for your words become actions, are the framework of our relationship, and have the power to
There’s a camera on top of the building Next to this one And it points Right at me I lift up my shirt And flash it my hairy nipple Then I give it the finger It moves with me Turning as I walk away fro
