Pick up my pen
Then put it down
Ready to write
But these words
Are flowing as i type
Whats on your mind?….
I was hoping we could connect
Spiritually & Mentally
In a space sharing thoughts
Where only me and you can enter
Where only our thoughts can take us
Thats where I wanna go
Thats where I wanna get to know…
YOU

Visions fade away
Thoughts come back to reality
What’s on my mind?
Too much…
Too little…
Everything…
Nothing…
Back at a place where WE don’t exist
At least not together
No thoughts to share
No words to speak
No inspiration
None of this
I dont know you
I dont wanna get to know you
At least not anymore
You’re gone
Its not the same
Its just me
Sharing thoughts
But no longer with you

Damn I gave in. Now here I am conversating with ya
Didn’t wanna admit it but i guess I still miss ya
Its been a few years
But moving on never stopped us
From reconnecting
Even when we moved far from here
(Where we were) You and me
And the “us” I could always see
But plans, they tend to change 
Things always seem to change
Writing words down
Hope they don’t sound the same……. 

To Be Continued

Thoughts flowing from my mind…

faster than this pen can write down the words that come from

this inspiration

that I gotta get out and turn into words,

create something so beautiful…

drawn from these thoughts so vivid…

about no particular subject but about everything anyone could ever dream of…

sometimes its just words but other times its a story…

that read, that told the story of me…

mister poetic… he’s just a thinker. writing words to explain

what sometimes can never be explained

The answer to those question… that never seemed to be asked

Writing… always writing

And the thoughts just flow…

But no one else seems to understand

Yet he keeps writing…

And they just read

We started out so good
Yeah so good
It was great
Who knew
That 1 day
We’d come together
In one place

I didn’t

Matter of fact
It was the last thing to cross my mind
And at the time
I swear it caught me by surprised

It was perfect

Just amazes me this day
How it could all fade away
And
We could be here
So far away from there
That place
Where it all began
Where
Me & you
Started this thing

We never finished

It’s like

I don’t even know you
And you don’t know me
And there’s no way that we could have any type of relation towards each other

Perfect strangers

Like the stars didn’t align
For us to cross paths
For us to have what we had
Maybe I was blind
And there was no way I could see

This coming

This thing
Drowning in a sea
Can’t be the lifeguard
When the only one tryna save this thing is me
Washed up on the shore
Can’t try to figure it out anymore

How we arrived here?

No communication
No talking at all
Don’t wanna watch us fall
But what other choice do I have?
Given mixed signals
I misinterpreted
Tryna make sense of
Do I just walk away
Just because?
Like this didn’t mean anything…
Anything at all?

We turned to dust
…dust
The ink dried
I no longer know what to write
I’m no longer…
writing
This story of us
Someone else has the pen
What’s us?
There is no us…
Just me
You’re gone
And I’m gone
I left
No plans to return
The story…
Ended
And me?…

Off to find a new ‘Us’ 

We turned to dust
…dust
The ink dried
I no longer know what to write
I’m no longer…
writing
This story of us
Someone else has the pen
What’s us?
There is no us…
Just me
You’re gone
And I’m gone
I left
No plans to return
The story…
Ended
And me?…

Off to find a new ‘Us’ 

(Source: hessopoetic)